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CHAPTER 5

Sergery was angry.

But that was expected.

Due to his lack of discipline, the majority of the children had left.

He wouldn't let it happen again though.

The remaining three youngsters, they'd be taught what was proper.

He refused to pardon the last of them.

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Phoenix stood in front of the kitchen.

He was the oldest now, and Sergery had called for him.

It was expected.

He knocked on the door bravely, notifying his stepfather of his presence at the room.

The hulking man grabbed him by the wrist and walked gracelessly to the stove.

He turned it on.

'Take your shirt off.'

The little boy obeyed.

'I read an article in a magazine this morning.'

The smaller of the two listened quietly, refusing eye contact.

'The article, it inspired me some what. Do you know why?'

Phoenix shook his head.

'It was about torture in foreign countries, they had a few … creative methods. One of them, the terrorist asked this young woman to lie herself down on these burning coals.'

He smiled, it was ugly.

'He watched as she writhed and squirmed on the fire for hours, when he finally allowed her off, her whole body was burned and twisted. I don't have coals…but I have this, the stove.'

Sergery stared at the boy.

'Lie down on the stove.'

The eight year old looked up at his stepfather. Emotionless and hardened the little boy said but one word.

'No'

The man's face twisted into an ugly sneer.

'Do it now boy.'

'No'

Sergery didn't hesitate this time, he grabbed the boys arm and held it on the stove, he smiled again as he watched the skin burn and tears prickle at the wide crimson eyes.

Phoenix kicked and lashed out, but next to the bulking man he was weak.

The stepfather laughed mockingly as he pulled the arm further across the stove, then out of the blue, released him, laughing harder as the boy fell backwards.

Phoenix stared up at him, hurt and blinded with anger. Before he ran back to the bedroom as fast as his little legs would carry him.

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'No, no you can't!'

Immogen yelped helplessly as she caught sight of the bag that Phoenix held tightly in his hands.

'You can't leave us, Stepfather, he won't hold back on us if you leave, he'll…he'll do terrible things to us, like he did to Ana before she left…Please you can't leave us too.'

'I'm not leaving like they did.'

'What do you mean?'

'I'm taking you and Doli with me.'

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He wrapped his burnt arm with a cold wet cloth, pulled his bag over his shoulder, grabbed Immogen's hand and pulled one year old Doli onto his back, and then he headed out through the back door and into the cold snow of Russia.

To a new life…but not a better one

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OK, this chap was supposed to go before the interlude…opps…oh well, it doesn't matter.

Hope you all liked.

I bet you can guess who and what makes an appearance next chapter.

Cough:Voltaire:Cough:Abbey:Cough

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