Yeah, no gore here, but still, when you think about it... it's not pretty.
Anyways, this chapter will finally shine some light into the life of Kyra's father. I'm leaving it to you to connect the dots.
Sorry for it being so short. I think the title is quite obviously giving you a peak into what Jack's plans are.
Songs are Not The End by Sayonara Maxwell ft. uThunder (FNaF3) and Rainbows In The Dark by Rockit Gaming ft. NemRaps (Rainbow Six Siege). It's just got the atmosphere, but I believe the marked lyrics also carry their own story.
Enjoy! ;3
P.S. I told ya I won't repeat the OLHS fiasco. Kyra's not Skylar. She's the opposite of what Skylar was.
Night 51: A Stroke of Knife…
A stroke of knife - and kids are no more,
Worthless cowards full of horror.
A stroke of hammer - and toys are no more,
Those things aren't worth a dollar.
They sure want to have a peak at,
What is hiding underneath that.
Oh, I sure do love my job here -
No one will find out who murders!
xXxXx
Kyra glared at the figure in front of her. It was a man holding a pocket switch-blade. He was grinning.
''Hi, Kyrie!''
Kyra didn't reply. She just glared at him. He stepped inside, still smiling.
Load it
Cock it
Let it blow
''Do you know who I am?'' he asked, taking another step inside.
Kyra still glared silently at him, leaned against the cold wall.
Load it
Cock it
Let it go
''Kyra, I am your father.'' He said.
''No shit, Darth Vader!''
Kyra grinned in grim amusement. The situation was far from funny.
Load it
Cock it
Let it blow
Jack, however, seemed to be amused as well.
''I see you have inherited my sense of humor. That's nice.'' He said.
Kyra frowned.
Load it
Cock it
Let it go
''What do you want?'' she asked.
''Is that the tone you're addressing your father with?'' Jack frowned.
''Dunno. Do you have a certificate that you are my father?'' Kyra replied, grinnig slyly. ''Like a DNA test or something.''
Get in where you fit in
This is not our decision
We goin' in and we killing
Better get in position
''Ah, don't worry about that. Once I'm done, it'll be 100% clear that you ARE my little perfect daughter.'' Jack replied. He then threw the switch-blade to Kyra, turning on the lights.
Kyra caught it, but was blinded by the light. She squinted, staring at the knife, a bit confused.
She looked back at Jack.
Listen
This is not a drill
It's the real thing
Rainbow is here
''Consider it as your gift. After all, I missed at least 18 of your birthdays. I didn't want to be such a sloppy father, so I bought you that.'' Jack shrugged. ''I bet you're happy that we'll be spending some father-daughter quality time.''
''Why me? Why not Hannah?'' Kyra asked.
BOOM!
Jack frowned.
''Oh, Hannah… Hannah isn't good enough. You are.''
Kyra glared at him.
This the real team six
Scared of protocol
How are we supposed to fall?
Blow the doors
''Now, now, don't give me that expression.'' Jack said. ''After all, you tend to give people second chances all the time. A pretty bad habit, I must add. But if it makes you happy, who am I to judge?''
Kyra still remained silent. Okay, the truth was, she avoided everyone to find out more about her dad. She didn't expect she'd get kidnapped by him. At least, it worked.
Run inside
Clear the corners
Hold the wall
Cover me
''Is something bothering you?'' Jack asked.
''You know, you could've just knock and tell me who you are instead of breaking in and trying to kidnap me.'' Kyra said.
''I know, but that old hag wouldn't let me.'' Jack replied. ''Neither your mother did.''
''So you got rid of her.'' Kyra said.
I'm going in
Look around and go right
Nation is depending on us
Put aside your own life
Jack's eyes sparkled.
''Ahem, so you figured it out. Great, now I don't have to explain it.'' He said in a cheerful manner.
''Well, I'd like an explanation.'' Kyra said.
''I guess wars over child custody have never been harder. She should've seen it coming.'' Jack shrugged.
Kyra actually agreed on that one. Theresa really should've seen it coming.
We've got to save them one by one
You've gotta put aside your own life
We're rainbows underneath the sun
Perhaps she could find out more.
''Gran Becky, mum, grandpa and Hannah never told me anything about you. Only that you're a despicable man whose name mustn't be mentioned.'' Kyra said. ''And that you're dead.''
Jack chuckled.
''Oh, really? You know, people in my profession know how to avoid being captured.'' Jack said. ''I must say, more than 20 years of training really makes you a master.''
''Should I ask?'' Kyra lowered her eye-lids. ''You've been murdering people even before mum met you.''
We live in the shadows
You'll hang in the gallows
Waiting 'till the time is right
And then we'll strike
''Such a smart girl. You have no idea how much I'm proud of you.'' Jack walked over to her, with Kyra wincing as he reached for her.
He patted her on the head affectionally.
''Hey, stop it!'' Kyra got away. She inched towards the exit door. ''I don't really like being touched.''
''Oh, sorry.'' Jack shrugged. ''Life must have been tough for you. After all, your gift gives you the chance to see the most terrifying and nightmarish things, doesn't it.''
Kyra didn't answer, but stepped back.
The world's on fire
'Cause they lit the spark
When they call, we are
Rainbows In The Dark
Now they fall we are
Rainbows In The Dark
So stand tall we are
Rainbows In The Dark
Suddenly, Jack stepped in front of her, blocking the door.
''Aw, aw, are you trying to get out?''
Kyra gasped, biting her lip. She clenched the knife.
''Don't worry, you will. But for now, how about a few family stories? I'm sure you wish to know more about your family, don't you?'' Jack said. ''Do you even know what my job is?''
''Mmm, a cross between a psychologist, a criminal profiler and a serial killer.'' Kyra added.
''True, true.'' Jack casually nodded.
''Are you gonna make a profile of me?''
Jack laughed.
''No silly!'' He grinned. ''I have other plans for you.''
Kyra didn't notice her knuckles were white from the tight grip around the closed switch-blade.
''Loosen the grip.'' Jack told her. ''That's not gonna help you. You need to learn how to hold it properly first.''
Kyra stared at him as he sat on the bed. He patted the place next to her.
''Why don't you sit? I'll answer all of your questions.''
Gotta get inside
Gotta light'em up
Gotta hit them hard
With the rifle
What do you think we do
When we run inside
Do we run and hide?
NO!
Kyra looked at the knife and then back at the exit door. It looked like a hallway with two doors on each side, her's being in the middle. She had no idea where they led nor how to get out.
Her senses screamed to get the hell away from this place, but she had no idea where she was or even how to escape.
She sat on the edge of the bed, staring at her father.
''Spit it out.'' Kyra told him firmly. Jack frowned.
''Do not address me with such a tone, young lady!'' he said angrily. Kyra rolled her eyes.
''Please, spit it out.'' She said defiantly.
''We're gonna work on that.'' Jack muttered.
So split the teams
To the left, to the right
If you take that hit
Everybody gonna fly
Team rainbow six
Then you know you gonna die
Leave nobody alive
KILL EM!
He looked at her.
''You're pretty stubborn. Perhaps as stubborn as your mother.'' He said.
''How did you guys even end up?'' Kyra asked.
''Theresa had quite a rebellious spirit. I blame the old hag for it.''
''Welp, neither Hannah and I like her.'' Kyra glanced aside.
''I'm not surprised. Theresa told me she controlled every bit of her life. I gotta say, she was an interesting subject to observe.''
Kyra shoot him a glare for the last part.
''Subject?''
''I am a psychologist, Kyrie.'' Jack defended himself. ''And Theresa was quite a catch. Being a Messenger and whatnot. It was quite interesting to talk with her.''
Goin' in trough the ceiling
We killin'
We infiltrating the building
Blow it
Kyra was now standing leaning with her hands on the bed frame.
''About what?''
''About the dead of course!'' He replied. ''She was disappointed to be a Messenger, but I think it was quite a nice gift. You hear the most amazing stories from such people. You'd be surprised through what a person can live through.''
Kyra rolled her eyes.
Don't shoot'em in the leg
Gotta shoot'em in the head
Now everybody dead
Hold it
''Oh, yes. I forgot that you already know it.'' Jack looked at her, still grinning.
''You charmed her into loving you, huh?'' Kyra muttered.
''She was quite fascinated with breaking the rules for once. Such a broken sweetheart who only seeked somebody who'd understand her.'' He shook his head. ''Bitch still deserved it to die.''
Kyra frowned.
We gotta siege them
Break them and bleed them
Pledge of allegiance
Know it
''I almost died.'' She growled.
''It was still her fault.'' Jack replied. ''But I guess it would've been better for you if you remained dead, right sweetie? I noticed you're quite indifferent to it.''
Kyra stared at the floor.
You heard what I said
Don't hesitate
If you got a grenade then
Throw it
''Don't worry. Feeling numb is okay.'' Jack said in an assuring voice. ''Don't let other people tell you what to do or how to think.''
''Aren't you doing the same?'' Kyra asked.
''Oh, this is different. I'm just suggesting it to you.''
''And what if I don't approve.''
''Believe me, you will.''
I know that you don't wanna die
And this mission is probably suicide
But if you don't try, there's no succeding
No one said that this would be easy
Believe me
Kyra bit her lip. A habit she and Hannah shared.
''Like said…'' Jack continued nonchalantly. ''Your grandparents weren't happy with me at their home. Constantly asking questions about me and my family.''
Kyra blinked. She always wondered what happened to her fraternal grandparents.
''Unfortunately, they died.'' Jack seemed to have read her mind. ''I gotta say, both were abusive. My old man would throw stuff around and my mother was an alcoholic. It's probably the reason why I decided to study human psyche.''
Kyra gulped.
So get it up, hit em up
And don't forget anything
That I told ya
''Speaking of it, I'm sure you wonder why I like you more than your sister.'' Jack said.
Kyra nodded silently. Jack grinned, standing up. He was easily taller than Kyra.
The girl leaned against the wall.
This is the part of your life
Where you know that it's good to be soldiers
Do you think they can hold us?
Is the team as hard as a boulder?
''I know that there's a certain spark in you. Your sister never had it, tho.'' He muttered. ''She was a lot like her mother. But you… you are just like me. Easily.''
Kyra frowned.
''I know you're denying it.'' He grinned, leaning over to her. ''But you know it as much as I do. Your friends know it too.''
Kyra still glared at him.
''They knew it too.'' Jack smirked.
Terrorists on the other side of the door
You know that we'll do anything to get over
They will not yield, put up a shield
Then don't forget to look over your shoulder
Kyra realized he was talking about the kids. But, how? How does he know?
''You hate me, don't you?'' Jack asked.
Kyra blinked, snapping out.
''Huh, uh, I…''
''It's okay. I hated my parents to.'' Jack gave her a devilish smile. ''They died in sleep. Too much pills, I guess. But they never noticed though. It was just that easy.''
Ready to breach, ready to siege
Devilsh deeds
Get blown up
We are freedom fighters so before the night is over
Let them feel the bullets
When you cock and pull it soldier
Kyra felt the chills crawling down her spine.
So, he killed her grandparents. In cold blood. She frowned.
''What do you want from me?'' she asked.
''Like said, I study human psyche and I'm interested in yours.'' He said. ''Although, I believe I'll already get the satisfying results.''
''What if I refuse to participate?'' Kyra asked.
''Don't worry about that, sweetie. You will. You will want to participate.'' Jack replied.
Infiltrating just to break
Enviromental deadly play
I'm here to take the lead
To lead the siege
Engage in bloody history
''Well, I won't participate in any of your sickening experiments.'' Kyra stood her ground.
SLAP!
A red hand-mark appeared on her cheek. She touched the burning mark, staring at her father, still defiant.
''You will learn to respect my authority for the next days.'' Jack said angrily. ''Then you're allowed to do whatever you want.''
He smirked.
''Actually, scratch that. I believe you'll eventually like it. It feels like all your problems are gone.'' He added.
The world's on fire
'Cause they lit the spark
When they call, we are
Rainbows In The Dark
Now they fall we are
Rainbows In The Dark
So stand tall we are
Rainbows In The Dark
He turned around and closed the door, locking it.
Kyra bit her lip, still feeling the burning sensation on her cheek. Damn, he slapped her pretty hard.
''What the hell is he planning?'' she muttered to herself.
She sighed. Well, now she met him. Her first impression: an arrogant murderer who really likes her and wants to be a kind father… in his own twisted way.
It just confirmed what she already knew: her family was full of wierdos with dark pasts.
''Aw, great.'' She muttered. Now she wondered what her old man was planning for her.
Load it
Cock it
Let it blow
She looked at the switch-blade in her hand, blinking.
Load it
Cock it
Let it go
Well, he was a serial killer… But, what did he…
Then it hit her.
Load it
Cock it
Let it blow
He would prove to everyone that she is his daughter.
Load it
Cock it
Let it go
