Cinderella's Revenge

by crazyforkpop

Cinderella cannot take it anymore. On the day after the night of the ball and before the afternoon the Grand Duke comes to let the Tremaine family try on the glass slipper, Cinderella is using this opportunity to wreak her vengeance on her three victims that abused and humiliated her all her life. WARNING: Rated M for horror violence and uses of drugs. NOT a fanfic for children.

2. Anastasia

Cinderella grinned after her first victim was done for good, the cruel old lady hanging lifeless in her bed. She headed back to the kitchen, opened the doors, and brought out a kitchen knife. She hid the knife in her pocket as she pretended to make breakfast whilst the two remaining breakfast bells were ringing. She instantly ran up to the second room from the east, where Anastasia was sleeping.

"Good morning, Anastasia." Cinderella said sweetly.

"Where is my breakfast?!" Anastasia complained, like Drizella being the spoiled brat she was. "I'm hungry."

"Oh, I'm absolutely sorry, Anastasia," Cinderella said sweetly. "But I need to tell you something first. Something that's really important. I'd rather have it kept as a secret between you and me."

Anastasia stopped sulking and looked at Cinderella with suspicion. "What is it? Tell me right now."

"Well..." Cinderella thought, "Where should I begin? I should probably whisper it in your ear so that the others will not hear."

"So, I can't tell anybody about this?" Anastasia asked with a frown on her face. Cinderella shook her head.

"This is really important. Just relax and I will tell you."

Anastasia snuggled back into bed, whilst Cinderella, ready to perform the change took out the knife from her pocket. However, Anastasia's eyes were opened just in time. Her eyes widened as she stared at a glaring Cinderella, who's arm raised up, holding the knife.

"Cinderella, what are you doing?" Anastasia asked, backing away as far as she could.

Cinderella put her face very close to Anastasia's asshe smiled maniacally.

"The ball was fun, but so tiring, wasn't it?" Cinderella asked in a child-like voice. "Don't worry. Let's have some fun and games. Let's play a game together."

Anastasia went from being terrified to confused, but Cinderella was too quick for her. Anastasia stared in shock as Cinderella slashed the knife through Anastasia's body, cut off her hands, fondled with the bloody stumps, chopped off a good chunk of Anastasia's red ringlets, and without hesitation stabbed Anastasia in the heart, whilst flowers of red stains bloomed on her dress, and the sheets were stained red with blood. Despite the horrible monster-like appearance of the now mutilated Anastasia, Cinderella put her finger under Anastasia's nose and noticed that she was still breathing, but was still coughing and vomiting blood as a result from the stab wounds.

Before Anastasia could manage to escape and get off the bed, Cinderella removed the knife from Anastasia's heart and with perfect mincing, Anastasia's feet were chopped off. Anastasia was now forced to wriggle and squirm across the floor like a worm until she withered away like her mother in just a short period of time. Cinderella cleansed the knife by wiping the blood off using the sheets. "Only one more left." she grinned.