Note: Really I'm getting nothing for this fic. It's a wonder I'm still writing this when there are other things that I could write that ppl would read but I've put so much thought and time into this that I'm going to finish it or at least try. Anyway, I don't own.
Sybelle's POV
I sat in a dark room thinking over what I was going to do. I wanted to make him pay for what he did to my family. Those close to were worry about my drive for revenge against the one who took my aunt from me. But it that person didn't just kill my aunt, he also took my life too. He took away my chance at a real life. I was never going to be normal because he took her from us. Funny how a woman I never knew shaped my life, but she was my north in anyway.
I felt a pull to her and this need to help her rest. It felt like I couldn't rest until she had her peace. Maybe that was way people always compared the two of us. Maybe it wasn't because we looked alike but because I was destined to help her or maybe I was destined to replace her. Whatever the reason it was show time.
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Zile was locked in his office. He was working hard but there was a slight look of worry that graced his face. Every other night the Phantom would come. He at first thought it was someone pretending to be her but she knew things... He was confused and scared. Two things that he hated to be. The lights flickered and the room grow cold. Zile knew what was about to happen and for the first time in his life he prayed to God he was wrong. He stood up for a moment to look around his office. No one was there. A flood of relief washed over him as he went to sit back down again.
"Hello, Zile." Said a voice from behind him. He jumped back hitting his desk when he saw the Phantom sitting in his chair. "I just love how pleased you are to see me." She laughed as she slowly stood from the chair. Zile reached a hand out towards her and she moved back slightly away from his reach. "Zile, please, I'm not that kind of girl. Besides didn't you get enough of touching me when you were doing all those things to me." She said with a frown on her face and a mocking tone. She slowly got up from the chair and walked towards the window.
"What do you want?" He spoke in a angry tone after finding his voice. She smiled at him coldly. "I want you..." she said in a soft lonely tone, "to buy for what you did to me...and the rest of them." He looked into her eyes and saw the cold harshness of death. The lights flickered on and off again and than she was gone.
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I stared at the book in front of me, the dairy of Dania Daring. It was the only thing that she trusted with all her secrets. I came across it by chance a few months before my mothers death. My life changed the day I finished reading this book. This book helped me through my mothers death and all that followed it. I had made it my goal to find Dania's killer.
I smiled as I thought of how smart mt aunt was. She had left clues in her dairy knowing that she very well may die soon. It broke my heart knowing that she died cuz she trusted a Racer... but he was the only way it would work. I didn't blame him, really I couldn't. Dania was so smart but spending a letter asking for his help was kinda stupid. And in the end they both died cuz of her and her stupid move.
The words in this book felt like words an older me would write. I stared at her dairy in front of me. It was my bible, My compass. I only needed this book, my compass to tell me where to go and how to go. It would help me do what Daring's do best. It would help me take revenge for her death and the death of those other women. Zile would pay for what he did. We would make sure of it.