This chapter is the one that has been the most revised. It was so...horrible. Anyways the song playing is : I need a doctor by Eminem...total 180 from the norm I know but I still love the song.

The sound of footsteps echoed ominously through the darkened room. Pools of blood streaming together on the floor like rivulets of rain sliding down the window. A man stood silently looking at the bloody mess that surrounded him. The pale green eyes widened in shock as he saw her darker green ones.

"You...what have you done! How could you do this to your own-!" His older raspy voice cutting off into a coughing fit. Clutching his chest, he fell to his knees. The clacking of her shoes echoing in a slow rhythm as she got closer to the man. Her balled fists began shaking with her every word.

"I did what I came to do. I have taken away everything that meant anything to you. The same thing you did to me" Her words seemed to register as a look of horrifying realization donned the elders wrinkled face.

"Y-you...your his daughter aren't you..."

The deadly look on her face was purely demonic and devoid of anything. The man before began to beg for mercy but his pleas fell on deaf ears. Her leg stretched up above her head and came down with the ferocity of a dragon. The grotesque sound of cracking bones and screams tore though he subconscious.

Charlie sat up gasping for air. Her body was covered in a cold sweat, and the sheets stuck to her naked flesh. She squeezed her eyes shut willing the sound of a mans shrill scream to stop. Her body was shaking at the nightmare and she curled into herself. The same nightmare that haunted her everyday since it occurred eight years ago. Looking at the red lines of her alarm clock it read around four am. It had taken almost an hour for her body to stop shaking. Even longer to get the images to leave her mind in peace. By the time she managed to return to her calm emotionless facade it was almost time for school.

She'd avoided going to school for two days now. Since reborn had made his offer, more like threat, she couldn't get herself under control. The nightmare was evidence of that. The last thing she wanted was to join the mafia again, let alone the Vongola. Honestly she'd had enough of the mafia for one lifetime.

Once she had donned the Namimori middle uniform she opened the top drawer in her dresser and pulled out a small black lacquered box. Inside the small box was lined with red velvet, holding a single silver gleaming ring. She stared at it sending up a silent prayer before kissing the ring and putting it back in its hiding place.

With a sigh she stepped out the door of her apartment, heading towards what could only feel like a sentencing. She shuddered at the poor choice of words. The gates of Nami middle came into view shortly after she left. A high-pitched scream caught her attention. When she turned around she saw the source of the scream. Of course it was no surprise that it was tedd- er Tsuna. What was surprising to say the least was the lion cow thing. It looked like a child. He was crying and carrying a rather large odd colored bazooka.

"LAMBO NO!"

Its still as short as it was but the dream was changed. I didn't like the idea of her being able to control her dying will flames like that so instead she's basically a martial artist if the last chapter wasn't evidence enough of that. For some reason she kinda reminds me of miyu from History's strongest disciple Kenichi now...meh it'll go away I guess.