Angel Breedlove stared at her foster mother in disbelief.
"You did what?"
Francis Weller flicked a stray ash from her cigarette. "Sweetheart, it's for your own good," she said, in a sickeningly sweet voice. "Genomex will take good care of you."
Angel snorted. Though only 7, she knew exactly what kind of care the biotech firm would give the young girl. "I'd like to remain undissected, thank you. I'm not going."
Francis frowned. "Are you disobeying me?" she asked angrily.
Angel didn't say a word, not even when Francis slapped her.
"Insolent little brat," Francis muttered.
Angel fumed quietly, as Francis took a long drag from the cigarette, blowing the smoke right into Angel's face. "You're going, you ungrateful brat, whether you want to or not."
"No, I'm not." Angel's eyes flashed, appearing for a moment to resemble cat's eyes.
Francis gasped, moments before her cigarette burst into a ball of flames. Angel didn't say a word.
"You did what?"
Francis Weller flicked a stray ash from her cigarette. "Sweetheart, it's for your own good," she said, in a sickeningly sweet voice. "Genomex will take good care of you."
Angel snorted. Though only 7, she knew exactly what kind of care the biotech firm would give the young girl. "I'd like to remain undissected, thank you. I'm not going."
Francis frowned. "Are you disobeying me?" she asked angrily.
Angel didn't say a word, not even when Francis slapped her.
"Insolent little brat," Francis muttered.
Angel fumed quietly, as Francis took a long drag from the cigarette, blowing the smoke right into Angel's face. "You're going, you ungrateful brat, whether you want to or not."
"No, I'm not." Angel's eyes flashed, appearing for a moment to resemble cat's eyes.
Francis gasped, moments before her cigarette burst into a ball of flames. Angel didn't say a word.
By the time the Genomex agents got there, Francis had been reduced to a pile of ashes. Angel was nowhere to be found.
