AN: Boris Yeltsin gave me another brilliant idea for a story. So enjoy readers!

Chapter I: Prologue

Miley sat on the floor huddled against her door. Her father went off on one of his tangents again. He was drunk, and when he was drinking or was drunk, he loved to take his aggressions out on his two favorite targets, Miley and her brother, Jackson. Robby Ray wasn't always like this, though. See, Robby was a happy man, and very loving towards his kids and his lovely wife, Susan. But after Susan's death, he became this-this thing. Miley felt a large jolt from the door, and the second that she moved...

"Miley!" Robby screamed drunkenly.

Miley didn't answer. She could literally see and feel the door giving way.

"Miley Ray Stewart!" Miley moved away from door just in time just as Robby Ray broke it down. Miley crawled away cowering in fear as Robby towered over her, smelling of strong whiskey, and having a sick smile on his face.

"Daddy, please. Don't." Miley said backing away from him. Robby reached down, and grabbed her arm, and stood her up. He looked at the very evil intent in his eyes.

"Come on." Robby said, stuttering. "Talk to your daddy."

"Please, daddy! Don't do this!" Miley pleaded. Robby heard Jackson coming up the steps, and he slammed the door, and blocked it to prevent Jackson from getting in.

"Get away!" Miley screamed at him. She made an attempt to get away, but it was to no avail. Robby 's grip was too strong on her arm, which caused her to wince in pain.

"Dad! Leave her alone! She's done nothing wrong!" Jackson said beating on the door.

"That's not going to happen, Jackson." Robby said, turning his attention back towards his daughter. Miley tried to get away, but Robby caught her and slapped her, causing her to fall on the bed. She still had enough to try and get away, but it was too little. As Jackson was banging on the door, trying to get in and stop Robby fron hurting her, Robby then turned to the door, and threw a lamp at it. Robby Ray pinned Miley on the bed, and placed his hands around Miley's throat. Robby smiled in a sinister and evil way as he then clamped down on his own daughter's throat, choking the life out of her. Miley gasped, and began scratching his arms, in an desperate attempt to get him to stop choking her. Robby laughed as he knew that he was more powerful than her.

"This is what you get for not obeying me." Robby said coldly. Miley heard those last words before she blacked out and fell unconscious...

"Miley? Miley!? Miley!" She heard Jackson's concerned voice as she blinked, and opened her eyes. She sat up, and looked at him.

Miley slowly opened her eyes, and saw Jackson shaking her, wondering to see if Robby had killed her.

"What happened?" Miley asked, trying to regain the strength in her voice.

"Dad tried to kill you." Jackson said, still shaking about seeing his sister in such a state. "That was scary, Miley. I thought that he killed you. He is getting really violent, and I just don't want to see you in any trouble or hurt too badly."

"Jackson, where did he go?" Miley asked.

"To get some more whiskey." Jackson answered, disgusted.

"I don't know why he is doing this." Miley said. "We did nothing wrong, and he is beating us like we are the enemy. Why is he doing this?" Miley asked, crying uncontrollably. Jackson did not know what to do, so he the next best thing he known he should do. He held her tightly, and he let her cry into his shoulder.

They needed some help to escape their father, but who was going to help them?

AN: So, how was it? Stay tuned for more!!! R&R!!!