Note: Hey there sweet bloody squirrels, sorry for my bad English and sorry for grammar errors I may have. It is not my maternal language and I'm still learning, I guess writing in English will make my grades to that discipline increase. Please send me constructive critiques and help me with my English, like giving me new words for me to don't repeating myself. I don't like to always use the same words in my maternal language :c It turns a bit boring for the persons that read it, because no one likes to see always the same words.
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It's my first fanfic and I felt a pull to write it.
I'm trying to don't create a Mary Sue or something like it. This character will be very complex and do many errors. She's a kiddo that as been taken from her mother at the age of six by her father, a crazy veteran soldier. She's controlled by him like a puppet. And she likes him even if he beats her and treats her like shit. She tries to be perfect for him. This first chapter will be narrated by Rikke her sister. Her relation with her sister is not good… But I will stop spoiling now. Ah and don't get Offended because of Rikke's way of seeing things. Please?
I know not all the teenagers are like this. A lot teenagers are cute and are having a rough moment because growing up is not easy.
WARNING: This fanfic contains sexual content, swearing, mentions and triggering scenes of self harm, some suicidal thoughts, and things like it. Please if you self harm don't read some parts, don't worry sweetie I'll put a TRIGGERING sign at that kind of parts, and a LEMON, sign at the start of the sexual scenes. ^^
Done with the talking w Love you all, hope you like the fic. 3
~JustALittleWOLFCub
I will Not Bow.Chapter 1 - When all hell breaks loose:
Soundtrack: Breaking Benjamin - Dance with the Devil
Rikke's POV:
I rushed hurriedly through the halls of my school, grabbed my backpack so hard that my left hand felt numb.
Time to go back to that house full of crazy people. Since my mother died ..., I was living with a bunch of strangers who said that they were my family.
My phone began to vibrate, I answered it against my will. I did not feel like having to talk to that idiot, always with that look of one who knows everything and that friendly girl pose.
-Yes? - I asked rudely, without worrying about what she could think of it.
-Vian? - She called
-I told you stop calling me that my name is Rikke. Not Vian. - I clarified. Of course my second name was Vivian which could lead to the tender nickname of Vian. But she and I we were not intimate, in reality she is nothing but a stranger to me.
Just because everyone loves her does not mean I have to love the sweet and beloved Gunn.
-Yes, yes. - She whispered - Rikke is it too much if I ask you to go seek Kitty from school? Because I'm busy in our father's shop and ...
- He is not my father! The Arns guy there is nothing to me , he can be your dear dad, but to me he is not nothing. And yes I will get the Kelda. - I replied dryly. How dare she call Kitty at Kelda? Only I could call it to my little sister
-As you wish ... I'll make lasagna for dinner, Aunt Gretha made biscuits, thought you'd like it. Do not come home very late. - She said before hanging up the phone.
I passed the gate of my school and crossed the road, Kell's school was less than a block away.
When I got there the kindergarten teacher was a little nervous, in my opinion too nervous.
Is Kelda sick? Would have she done something stupid? What the hell is going on for the women to be so damn nervous?
-Good afternoon, my name is Vivian, I am the sister of Kelda, Kelda Diefenbach, come pick her up. - I muttered.
-Vivian Good afternoon, thank god someone started to come get the kids ... - She murmured.
-But…did something went wrong during the trip? Did Kelda behaved ill, has she crippled up? - I said, forcing a fake smile. If that woman put my sister at risk ... she better start wearing football helmet during her sleep.
-No, nothing went wrong ... well ... yes. I admit something went wrong. But fortunately your sister is one of the children that was left unharmed. - She said.
I tried to get the woman to say something else. But when she was going to tell me what had happened, we heard a scream.
I did not think twice, I walked in the door of the game room and tried to figure out what was happening.
Kelda was hugging a little friend from the kindergarten, my sister's uniform was stained with blood. I looked at her worried.
-Kitty? Is everything okay? Are you hurt? - I asked as I approached the two children.
-N-No. – My little sister said more scared embracing the friend that now whined louder.
-Your friend ... - I started not knowing what to call the child.
- Megan. She is hurt, Miss Jackson, Andrew bit her, and walked out the door. - Kelda whispered while pointing to the door on the other side of the room, the door was wide open.
And there was blood on the floor. Lots of blood.
-Bit? - I asked surprised.
-Y-Yes. And He bit my a-arm, and h-hurts! - Exclaimed the girl of five years. The one named Megan. I pulled my sister by the arm towards me. I don't know why but I was not liking this situation...I feel like this is only the begging. She tried to make me let go of her. She wanted to be near her friend, the little girl that was bitten and is just a year older than her. But I did not let her do that. I pulled my sister away and asked Megan to show me her little tiny arm.
It was bleeding, and it was a nasty looking wound. It looked like the little boy snatched a piece of meat from her arm. I was stunned. In a bad way of course. This was astonishing and terrorizing. Not even in my wildest dreams I thought that a little boy could do a thing like that.
-I am not a nurse but I can conclude that you have here a very ugly wound. - I said with a sweet smile trying to calm the girl.
Girl Jackson closed the door by which Andrew had gone and drew the curtains.
She sat next to me and hugged my little sister sitting Kitty in her lap.
Guess what time it is kiddos? Story time. It was pretty ironic because we were at a kindergarten, okay I need to stop being so… me. I guess.
I am a strange teen that you can say. Talking with myself in my fifteen's, when I reach my fifty's I will be hold up in a sanatorium I guess. Nah. I'm just kidding.
-It was to be a good day today, the field trip was going well. My assistant, Melanie was the first to be bitten, one crazy man grabbed her from behind and bit her neck. She tried to escape but he dragged her. I ran away with the children. I still feel bad about it. I should not have left her behind. - She whispered.
I did not want to know about Melanie's. For me since Kelda was good it was the only thing that mattered. But what the hell was going on? People-biting each other? What would have caused this outbreak of cannibalism?
-The fault was not yours. - I mumbled motioning for her to continue to tell what had happened.
-After that, everything was more or less well, we left that place and I took the kids to a snack bar, I used the money that parents had given to buy souvenirs in the museum and bought something for every child to eat. They were hungry since we had no time to eat before we left school. Inside the snack bar a woman approached one of the children as if to hug. I found odd, but I thought it was someone the child knew, so I did not stop the woman. I was horrified when the woman pulled a piece of flesh from the face of little Susan. A police man came and helped us to go back to school, told me to lock all doors and start connecting the parents to come and pick up their children. Most parents came for the children but I could not get in touch with the parents of Megan, Andrew and your sister. I do not know what happened with Andrew, he was fine, just had been scratched, just had a little fever, I had gone to fetch medicines when you entered. –The women told me.
-I do not know what's going on here, but something tells me that this is nothing good. - I muttered quietly.
Oh hell this is nothing good. What gave you the hint Rikke? The fact that people are all acting like crazy bitches or the fact that a mere little child almost ate the other child up?
You are so smart Rikke. Please god make this situation end. Well I wasn't a very good girl this year… but c'mon give me discount man. My mother… died! It's not like my head is the sanest head in earth but, I'm trying okay? I'm fifteen, It's normal if my hormones get all fussy.
I know having sexual intercourse with a person out of marriage is not good to your eyes, but please… it was only twice. And was for a good cause. I needed to… 'relax' a bit.
But if you want me to, I'll marry the damn guy. And have dumb ass hot children like him. I don't care.
What have I done wrong? I'm good. My grades weren't that bad, I'm in the cheerleading team, and I have good 'friends'. What am I supposed to do more?
Whatever I do I'm always the second. She'll never love me as much as she loves her little Gunn. Even if she's dead now. Even If my mother is dead she'll always love Gunn more than me.
Because of what? I don't fucking know. My father took my sister away one month before I was born, for all I know.
I found myself being swished by Miss Jackson, for her to get my attention.
-Vivian, I suggest you take Kelda home and stay indoors until this situation is through. – Miss Jackson said, leading me and my little sister that I snuggled in my arms to the front door.
-But what about Megan? - Asked Kelda tearful while trying to get out of my lap.
- Shh, dear Kell, do little noise, they can hear you, remember what I told you in the park while we were running away from the bad guy right? - Asked her teacher giving a little kiss on her the cheek.
They? Who are they? What? Are more cannibals out there let loose? But what exactly is going on here? I controlled myself not to ask.
-Yes Miss Jackson. - My little sister answered.
-Go! Call your sister anything, going by car is safer, remember, stay home. - She warned.
I heard a moan down the hall.
-Fast! Go away. – She said as she put us out the door and locked herself inside the kindergarten.
Shit. Where is my damn phone?
I touched my pockets. Found it.
I took the small electronic device and dialed Gunn's number. Not exactly my favorite person, but my sister lives with me and most importantly ...she has a car.
-Yes? - She asked. She seemed busy.
-Oh, yeah? Gunn ...-I called her, a little nervous.
- You want me to go get you, right? Do not worry, I'm on my way, I heard something on the news about an outbreak of cannibalism. Do not worry. Keep calm.- She asked.
-Right. – I answered quickly as I looked around looking for a place to hide.
I put the phone on my pocket again and looked at Kelda's teary face, she was scared.
I heard a grunt and some groans behind me.
Damn!
I dared not look back. Come on Gunn! Appear! Come here. Quick. We need you.
The white van my sister appeared honking and making a big fuss. The moans seemed closer.
Miss Jackson said something about them being attracted to loud noises. Or… any type of noises.
I did not think twice, I ran to the car with Kelda and do not bother to put her on her chair in the back seat. I sat her down with me in the front seat and put us a seatbelt.
I saw one of the creatures approaching car. Without thinking twice I closed the door and locked it.
-Come on! Gunn, Let's go! - I yelled at her. What does she think she's doing?
-I am not deaf Rikke. But what kind of creatures are these? – She asked. Disgust showing on her face.
- The type of creature that we do not want to know. Put the damn car working! - I ordered.
Gunn gave me a unnerved look. She is a bit unpredictable when she is unnerved.
Not that I'm afraid of her. In my opinion she's just a spoiled kid that acts like she does not care about anyone.
Her hand tightened around my wrist in a painful way.
-If you. Return. To give me. Orders. Like. You. Did. Now. No. I will. Not. Have. Any. Problem. In. Giving you. A. Lesson. - She growled only for me to hear.
I replied with a look of pure hatred.
It annoys me so much! The perfect daughter, the perfect student, the perfect . I hate her.
The perfect big sister that is studying hard to become a nurse. And helps her sweet looney daddy in with his store. And acts like a god damn robot.
No wonder no boy will ever like her.
Seeing my gaze she did not deign to reply, she gave me a unique grip on the wrist and again put her hand on the steering wheel.
Some of the creatures had already accumulated around our car during our "little" discussion.
She took a deep breath, closed her eyes and pressed her foot on the accelerator.
Kelda stared in horror at the blood that had splashed into our windshield.
I covered her eyes.
-Do not worry Kell, just ketchup. - Gunn said in a friendly tone.
Kelda gave a small smile.
-Yeah, ketchup ... now we just have to go get chips and a good burger and we have dinner. - I completed a happy tone earning a small laugh of Kelda.
It did not take much to get out of Atlanta. perhaps the situation is not so serious.
After a few kilometers we got home.
Our house is pretty much in the middle of the woods, is a white house with a traditional look.
With a small fence around the our piece of land.
And my father's gun shop is on the ground floor of the house. It's a bit silly the idea of a gun shop in the woods ... but surprisingly the store is profitable enough to be able to make us survive. But of course my aunt Gretha also has a job, she's a cop. Although now has taken a week of vacation. It's summer. Everyone deserves a rest ... although to me it doesn't seems that this will be a normal summer.
I sighed. Nothing was normal since my mother had…ham… died.
-So RiRi? You'll stand there looking at nothing or come with me into the house? I want to go see daddy in the shop. Why won't this thingie open? - She asked as she tried to slacken the seatbelt I had put around us.
I unlocked the seatbelt.
-Oh yeah ... let's go. - I said opening the door and going out of the car with her.
I walked in and went directly to the kitchen. I'm starving. Not even in the last day of classes the canteen made a good meal. What an injustice.
I looked out of the corner of my eye. Gunn sat talking with Aunt Gretha.
As always Gunn had her almost white blonde hair in a stuck in a badly done ponytail, she had a typical long-sleeved black shirt, her tight jeans and her favorite black combat boots. She was with her the snake bites on, which was not strange because our father apparently was working in the shop. What means, he was not there to see her, with the black rings he detests.
-So Vivian, do not Do you plan to join us? - Asked my aunt with a tender smile.
I closed the fridge and sat near them with my yogurt and a small spoon in hand.
-Where is Kitty? – Asked Gunn.
Does she not care about anything else? Where's Kitty, Where's Kitty, Where's Kitty? Is Kelda the only person in the world? Damn I'm also her sister. Not that I worry if she cares about me or not ... but I do not know! It pisses me of.
I know Kelda since she was born. Kelda is only her half sister! Well… she's my half sister too… but, I've been with her for four years.
Yeah. She was born when I was ten years old.
We we're so happy. Such a happy family. Me, my mother, my little sister and my stepfather. Even if she loved my sister more than she loved me or Kelda. The smile on her face, that sweet, sweet smile, was only brought to her face by two reasons, a letter from my aunt Gretha with a new picture of Gunn and saying what's happening in her favorite's life or… when my stepfather hugged or kissed her. We really were happy. Till he died on a car accident. He collided with a truck.
A month after that my mother… died.
And a week after the funeral the social worker called my aunt and my father asking if he could collect us.
And we are here for almost a year now.
-She went to see father. - I muttered between my teeth.
Feeling the heavy atmosphere between us, my aunt was more than pleased to change subject almost immediately
-So how was the last day of school? - She asked.
-It was good aunt Gretha. - I answered with a smile.
-Hn. It was good except for the part of the cannibalistic creatures, right? – Said my despicable sister.
- Right. - I muttered.
Do not worry about it. We are in America, there are great armies here. - Ensured my aunt.
-In Germany there are great armies. - I mumbled.
- Anyway we have supplies for several days. We're fine, do not worry. - Commented Gunn getting up and going away.
My aunt put her hand on top of mine so in a comforting way.
-Do not be so hard on her RiRi. The fault is not hers ... your mother told you what happened right? She did not left because she wanted. Your father got custody of her and your mother got yours. It happened that way. But fate dictated that you were going to be all together. Sooner or later everything will be OK. - Ensured my aunt.
-Was not the fate, a bit cruel? - I asked coolly after remember the reason that made me and my little sister found with my older sister and my father. Then I walked away to my room.
Two weeks passed, the supplies were running out. In the last transmission was said it would be safer if all people were evacuated to Atlanta.
But the man who is biologically my father is stubborn. He told us that we would not go there. He thought we were safe here.
We were without electricity and no hot water, which meant that things had gotten worse...
And here I was sitting in the garden with Kelda playing with her and with her doll house when I heard a horrible groan.
Followed by several feet dragging. And a few more groans, and more feet, and feet and moans.
I looked around. Those ... whatever you call them, they ... had placed a part of the fence down. Shit!
Aunt Gretha is planting a few things in the garden behind the house ... I heard a terrified scream.
Aunt Gretha! Where is that useless girl I call sister when we need her?
I took Kell's hand in my hand and ran with her to our home. And left her in the couch and asked her to stay quiet.
-Arns! Gunn! - I called into the store.
-What the hell's going on girl? I may be old but I have good hearing. - He muttered as he wiped a shotgun.
Gunn was clear a CheyTac M-200 Intervention System Riffle Range, if I'm not mistaken.
Why is that my father would have a weapon so powerful at home?
I don't evenwant to question his reasons. He also had some Desert Eagle in the store. And an XM-109 exposed.
That gun shop my father seemed to me more like an excuse to have such powerful weapons. But the truth is that my father has a license
He also had a Beretta 92 FS on the table.
How do I know so much about weapons? Let's say that since I got here this man I call dad has tried to convert me into a kind of fanatic for weapons.
I got out of my trance, my aunt needed help, yes it is true that she is in the police but these things require more than just the train you receive when you're a cop.
-Did you not hear the cry? Aunt Gretha is in trouble. - I said.
-And you only say that now? - Asked Gunn taking the Beretta that was on the table and going out of the door.
I followed her to see what was happening. I Sent Kelda indoors so she does not have to see anything too disturbing.
Some shots were heard
-Get away from my aunt you sons of a bitch! - Gunn growled while killing some more.
My aunt was on top of a wall, trapped. They tried to climb to reach her.
But what would these ... these ... things to do here?
More of them continued to appear attracted by the gunfire.
-Will you stop being a stupid bitch Gunn? Fuck, you can't even save your aunt, shit. You must have your mother's genes in your body, that shit. Do not get distracted! It would be easier if you were bringing a gun with a silencer. But it does not matter. Fuck! - Arns growled as he took a gun with silencer out of his pocket and killed a few more of those things.
My sister just lowered her head like a puppy after doing something wrong. The man who claims to be my father treats her so bad! And she obeys everything he says. But is she is crazy? Because only a nut would do that.
My aunt pulled up and fell forward.
We Heard a cry of fear and disgust from her. She tried to push them away but couldn't
-Aunt Gretha. - I tried to scream, but Gunn covered my mouth.
-Shut up. You'll get their attention. - She whispered.
I trampled her foot tightly and she let me break free. How can that selfish robot dare to say that?
How? She was her aunt! Raised her since childhood, was almost a mother to her! Just yesterday my aunt Gretha had told me the times that Gunn had difficulties with some homework and she explained the homework to her. Or the first time Gretha learned to shoot a gun, how she helped her to hold the damn gun in the right way.
I looked at her with tears in my eyes and tried to give her a slap but she grabbed my wrist.
You can be fifteen and you can be a teenager with hormones pounding but the next time you try to beat me, I'll break your one wrist. Yes she is my aunt and I love her. But we can't do anything , you heard the broadcast as well as I, once a person is bitten or scratched, the person infected and becomes one of those things. Fuck, Rikke! Now stop trying to attract attention to us, we will flee away now to see if we can still save our fucking asses! – She said as she dragged me close to Arns.
-Father ...- She started.
-I do not want to hear shit. If you were smarter you'd saved your aunt! - He growled giving her a slap. She didn't even turned away. She just continued to look as if hadn't beat her.
-Sir, I think it's better we get our stuff and weapons, and find shelter since here it is not safe. Permission to remove things from the house and put in the car, sir? - She asked in an unreadable tone.
Seriously, what the crap this girl has in her head? He just gave her a slap and she acts as if he was right. They're all crazy. Kelda and I came to live with a bunch of lunatics.
-Permission given. Now hurry up. Are you still here? Go fetch things! - He ordered.
Gunn ran into the house.
We were on the way to somewhere safe, if there is any safe place in this world. Do not think it's possible. Since there is no safe place in this stupid useless world.
-We're running out of diesel, shit! - Muttered Arns.
-I think you should not swear near Kelda. - I dared to say.
-And what do you know about swearing? What do you know of life? What do you know about anything? You're a spoiled stupid bitch like your mother was! You were raised in a nest of gold, or some shit like that. -He spat.
Well this is it for today 3
Hope you liked it, I'm inspired today, so I'll be writing another one *o*
And no, Rikke is not the principal character, but I decided to give you her vision of the things, before I gave you Gunn's vision of the things.
Yes she seems a cold ruthless bitch, but… has you understood by now, she obeys her father even if he beats her. He controls her. And she feels like she owes him everything because he's the only person she has left.
And he raised her. Well or not he raised her.
Normally this is what abused child think...
About Gunn's age… she's twenty one :p Sorry for the spoiler.
Hope you like it
I really love you sweeties, I like the idea of having a bunch of unknown friends that can help me with my ideas . ho ho silly me.
~~JustALittleWOLFCub