I woke up, to hear a scream for help. So I ran down stairs. To see my dad wasn't there. I ran up stairs and looked in my Dad's room. He wasn't there. I turned to leave but what I saw made me stop. It was dad in the hallway. It was dark, I couldn't see his eyes. He was smiling in a creepy way. His head was down. Did he flip?

"….Daddy?" I whispered as I walked closer to the form that is my father. I heard a growl, I backed away. "E-evil?" I asked as I backed more away. He nodded. I felled my heart go to my tummy when I heard that. He walked closer to me. I couldn't run, I couldn't cry. I just watched. He raised his head to show a grinned, and monster's eyes.

"You know, you have your mother's scared look… so cute~." That made me wanted to puke to hear that jerk say anything. Soon he stopped walking. I saw the two guns in his arms. And he handed one of the guns to me. "W-what do you want me to do with this?" I asked as he rolled his eyes again.

"Life 101, what do people do with guns?" fliqpy played as I crossed my arms. Still holding the gun. "Fight back with?" I said as if I was just going to walk away, and I would! Evil once again rolled his eyes, and shot the near wall.

"YOU KILL WITH IT, MY DEAR!" he screamed as he shot the wall, again and again until the word "Dead" was there. "I see." I said as I looked down to the gun in my arms. "Why do I have one?" A smirked creep on Evil's lips. I holed back a cried, this guy was creepy!

"To help your old man kill!" I dropped the gun, and ran to my room. He was fast, about got me too. But somehow I ran faster. And locked my door.

"OPEN THE DOOR!" I put my head on my knees. I holed my knees, and was crying. Is this why mom really leave? So she wouldn't have to see me like this? I mean, she's okay with Evil killing her….. Because of me…. Because of me my dad is never really happy. I cried harder. Not because of evil about to break my door, and kill me. 'Cause I'm the one why My mother's as well as father is not happy. I heard the door break. I knew what's next.

He grabbed my arm, and began to scream and yell. But I only gave a lifeless look. He told me that I have to help him kill. I agreed. So begin a new part of my life. I didn't ask for. I was born in to. And I only want to know… well I be the same when this is said and done?