Disclaimer: I only own Cassandra Elizabeth Richmond, her mother Abigail Richmond, her father Lord Arthur Jonathon Newbury and the rest of his fictitious family.
These first few chapter will introduces the new Cassandra. I will also be updating the chapter for my other fan fic. I'll post about every two days.
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Seventeen-year old Cassandra Elizabeth Richmond sat hidden inside of the wardrobe of mum and hers two bedroom flat in London England. She had overheard her mother speaking to her father on the phone yesterday. He was coming to sort out some business with her mother. She was finally going to see her real father. After many years of dreaming what he was like she was going to meet him! Sure she was supposed to be at school at the moment but she decided that it was worth skipping school to finally see her father.
Her mother Abigail paced the room with a leather bound folder in her hand.
Abigail had never told Cassandra about her real father. She didn't know that her father was a selfish bastard, who had abandon her after he found out she was pregnant and left her to suffer her family's wrath. She never told her it was his fault she was scullery maid, when she used to be an aristocrat.
A knock interrupted her thoughts. She quickly opened the door and looked upon the face of the man who ruined her Lord Arthur Jonathon Newberry.
Cassandra silently gasped. My father is a member of the British Parlament?
Lord Newberry stepped into the small sitting room. He gave it snobby once over before turning to face Abigail.
"How the mighty have fallen. It's hard to believe you were once a socialite, Abigail."
Cassandra frowned in confusion
Abigail slammed the front door shut and turned to look at Lord Newberry with much venom in her eyes.
"No thanks to you Arthur," Lord Newberry' laughter interrupted her
"You blame your misery on me…ha! I didn't force you to sleep with me seventeen years ago."
Abigail walked towards him and menacingly pointed a finger at him "You may not have forced me to sleep with you but you were also part of the reason I was pregnant. You should have been a gentlemen and admitted you had a relationship with me, instead of denying it! Because of you my family disowned me!"
Cassandra sat in the wardrobe shocked at what she was hearing.
Lord Newberry laughed, "Your family disowned you because you were a mutant whore! You should have just had an abortion. I gave you an ultimatum you either had an abortion, or I left you denying any ties with you and telling your family that you were a mutant secret."
Hot tears slid down Cassandra's cheeks. How can I be related to such a monster!
But Abigail was not hurt by his venomous words. "Well, you know what? I'm giving you an ultimatum. Either you give me enough money to fly my daughter and I out of the country and live a comfortable life, or I give the paparazzi a story that will destroy you and your family."
Lord Newberry's face paled slightly and he began to sweat before he stopped in front of the piano in the room "You wouldn't dare?"
Now it was Abigail's turn to laugh, "Oh I would, I most defiantly would."
Lord Newberry rested his hand against the wall in front of him as he frantically searched for, what Abigail thought was a handkerchief in his pockets. "You have no proof. The press will not believe you unless you have proof."
Abigail through her head back as she laughed "Don't judge my intelligence! Of course I have proof you bastard! I have love letters. I have pictures. I have the letter with the ultimatum you gave me. I have everything."
No mom! Cassandra's mind shouted as she saw Lord Newberry reach into his inner jacket pocket and pull out a gun and pulled the trigger. The bullet wounded Abigail's stomach. Not satisfied with that he shot her again the bullet piercing her left lung and grazed her heart.
Lord Newberry laughed while he looked down at Abigail and took the leather folder from her grasp "I thought you would have realized it by now, but no one can take me down. Especially not a mutant of your blood."
He laughed once more before turning off the lights in the room and walking out of the flat into the London rain.
Cassandra quietly crawled out of the wardrobe she had hidden in. She crawled over to her mother who lay in a puddle of her own blood. Her beautiful mum, who had suffered so much for her young age lay their grasping her final moments. Abigail Richmond had been slain by the one man who had corrupted her existence.
Cassandra lifted her mum's head and rested it on her lap as she ran her fingers through her long brown hair. She felt her knee high white socks soak up the blood.
"Oh mummy why you? You never hurt a soul?"
Abigail looked up at her daughter, "Cassandra you have special gifts, use it to destroy him. Hurt him and his family where it'll hurt the most. But whatever you do make sure you don't kill him. I do not want your hands to be dirtied by his blood. I have the originals of what he took inside the wardrobe."
Cassandra's tear filled green eyes gazed into her mothers blue ones "I promise you, he'll pay for all he did to you."
Abigail reached up, using what little strength she had, and touched Cassandra cheek before it went limp.
Cassandra choked back a sob as she closed her mother's eyes and stood up.
Her long, straight brown locks blew lightly with the wind that came in through the open balcony doors. Her socks and black patent Mary Jane's were drenched in blood, as was her school uniform, which consisted of a short blue plaid skirt, white blouse, and blue cardigan sweater.
She looked at her mother's lifeless body before walking over to the wardrobe, she easily found the originals and walked over to the balcony.
Her form suddenly changed to that of her mothers.
"Don't worry mother, I'll make sure he suffers. He'll wish he never was born by the end of tonight."
And with that said she flew of in the direction of Lord Newberry's estate.
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Alright guys that's the first chapter. Please review and stay tuned for the next chapter.