Chapter 2: History Unfolded
Kaylen was only five years old. She was playing hide-and-go-sleep with her mother. Her mother was it. Kaylen hid under the piano and waited until her mother found her, After what seemed like a couple of minutes, Kaylen's mother popped her head under the piano. Kaylen jumped on her mother and the both of them were on the ground laughing. Then they both heard the front door open. Daddy's here.. Kaylen thought.
Usually, when her father came, Kaylen would run up to him and hug him. But today was different. Kaylen's father had a tired look on his face and his eyes were red. He had an empty beer bottle in his hand. He was clearly drunk. Kaylen had never seen her father like this. She went to the farthest corner in the room and hid there. Kaylen's mother, on the other hand, went up to him and said, "What did you do to yourself, David?"
Kaylen's father just smiled and raised the empty beer bottle higher and then sent it crashing down on top of his wife's head with a loud crash. Kaylen froze as she stared at the blood coming out of her mother's head. She kept on staring as her mother fell on the floor with a small thud. She was dead.
Kaylen began to scream. Her father turned to her with an evil grin on his face. He began to walk toward her, so she ran. Kaylen ran up the stairs and into her room. She locked the door as she heard her father's footsteps going up the stairs. She leaned her back against the wall, her mind racing. How could he do this? How could he have killed her mother? How? Did he want to kill her? Yes, he did. All of a sudden, she heard her father pounding on the door trying to break it open. Kaylen ran to the window, her only exit. She climbed on top of her toy chest and tried to open the window but she couldn't. She then grabbed a book from the floor and threw it out the window. Shards flew out and landed everywhere. She was about to get out of the window when she heard a small cough from behind here. She turned.
There was a man with dark, cold, grey eyes sitting on her bed with a large smile on his face. His long black hair fell over his eyes, making him look quite handsome. As Kaylen stared at him, she realized he look like he was in his mid-twenties. Ignoring the sound coming from the door, the man spoke.
"Ah… running away from our fears, are we? Wouldn't it just be better to face your father?"
"He… killed… he killed my mother for no reason, and now he wants to kill me!"
"Then why are you running away? If I were you, I would get revenge."
"Revenge?"
"Yeah, revenge. Here take this, it might be useful." He handed Kaylen a long dagger. She took it.
"What do you want me to do?"
"Get revenge." Answered the cold voice.
All of a sudden, there was a loud boom as Kaylen's father was successful in getting the door off its hinges. In the pathway was Kaylen's father breathing deeply, with the broken beer bottle still in his hand. He went closer to Kaylen and she ran to the other side of the window away from him. The man with the cold voice remained sitting on the bed with an amused smile on his face.
"Come on, Kaylen. Come give daddy a big hug," said Kaylen's father with a big laugh.
Kaylen was about to run for it, when she realized her father was between her and the window. She looked at the dagger in her hand, and her mother's dead face appeared in her mind. Her father went up to Kaylen with the beer bottle. Kaylen brought the dagger up and then sent it straight down on her father's chest. He stared at his own blood and back at Kaylen with large eyes. He then said three words that will haunt Kaylen until her dieing day.
"I love you." He fell to the ground dead.
Kaylen just stared at what she had just done. She couldn't believe that she had jus murdered her father. Then the mad on the bed got up and grabbed the dagger. He then threw it out the window.
"Nice work, Kaylen. You killed your father, excellent." He began to laugh and Kaylen began to feel uneasy. He continued, "I thought Kalabar was nuts when he said you were the one we needed, but I guess he was right." He laughed again.
"What do you mean? Who is Kalabar? Why do you need me?"
"You will know the answers to all of those questions soon, but right now your coming with me."
Before Kaylen could open her mouth to say something, he grabbed her and stuffed an old rag into her mouth. He dragged down the stairs into the living room. Kaylen had one last look on her dead mother's look before she and the man with the cold eyes stepped outside into the darkness.