Author's note

Sorry this chapter took a while, I was really struggling to find a way to get this chapter across, but hopefully, you'll love it :D

I also hope that all of you will stick with Xeoria and Vivienne til the end, and see their relationship blossom (which hopefully will start in the next chapter)

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Violet x

Present Day

So after the tickle fight, I chose to have a wash while Xeoria makes breakfast. I chuckle as I remember her first time cooking, nearly burning the kitchen down when she burnt my bacons. Naturally, she started to get better at it, like everything else. She was so intelligent...

I finished having my shower and dressed in some, what I like to call, "studying clothes" and skip downstairs. The smell of bacon and eggs was so mouthwatering, I was almost drooling!

"Vi, breakfast is on the table, I'm just getting my meat out," Xeoria called out to me. I sat down and had a proper think, about my friend.

"Without her in my life... I wouldn't be happy and loved," I spoke to myself out loud. Then I realised with a start, it was the anniversary of when the bullies... changed. I do suspect Xeoria had something to do with it, but the rumours were that a madman escaped and tortured all four bullies. And even if it was by Xeoria's hands, I wouldn't have stopped her...

Four years ago

After some time off school to recover from the shock of being attacked, I eventually returned, obviously kept up with the work I've been given and getting top grades. I loved how Xeoria managed to fix my hair, cutting it into a short, layered bob. She's good at anything she does! Well except when she tried to cook for the first time several weeks ago, but now she is a master chef, and I loved her pancakes... We also ordered some new uniform, but asked discreetly for them to be of a stronger fabric, and near impervious to tears and cuts. The first three days back were good, like almost that I could dare to be happy there. On the fourth day, I went inside the building and went to my first lesson, which was science. I loved science, and how there was only one answer to most things, yet there are fierce debates on some subjects. I had fun with the Bunson burner, making chemicals react, and just simply fizz away. The next subject before lunch was double Art. I loved being creative, and I think I'm good at it. Whenever I drew Xeoria, I would show her and she would stroke my hair, (well tousle now) and say what a beautiful picture I created. I love that she would encourage me, especially after the "Cutting" incident.

I chose to paint an image of a flower, but as time when on, I realised that I painted Xeoria within the flowers. Like the stem was shaped like her tail, or the petals was curved and glossy like her head. I never realised how close she would be to me. Perhaps I should get her a present, I mean it was about this time of the year when I first met Xeoria. But what would she like? She's one year old, but she's an adult. A toy? Or maybe a new book?! Oh dammit! Why was it so hard to think of a present for my only friend?! As I finished pondering and finally my art lesson, I skipped out of the room and went into the cafeteria, finally happy that I could think of a present for Xeoria. Little did I know my happiness could only last so long as four shadows approached.

It'll be Vivienne's birthday in three days, but what should I get her? She'll be 12 and will be a near mature human. A book? She did mention she would like a easel for her paintwork, perhaps a a collection of paints and brushes! She wasn't one for tacky things... I wondered to the computer and logged in, using the keyboard set-up Vi so happily made for me during her time off school...

"I do hope she's okay today," I thought out loud, then peered at the clock, it was only 11:30, but I'm sure today will be the beginning of her happiness! I browsed on the internet, and looked for high quality art equipment. Once I found what I was looking for, I skreed out loud and waggled my tail in pleasure.

"She'll love this! I'll get that collection of paints and so on along side her main gift, as they're on special offer," I purred as I clicked on the orders. I looked for the card details that Vivienne said I could use to buy things. It took just three minutes to process the order and... Done!

I just jumped around for a while and then heard a rumbling sound. I need food. I went downstairs using a trick Vi taught me, by sitting on the bannister and sliding down, but I could do one thing she couldn't. I launched just before I hit the end of the line, and landed just in front of the kitchen door. I pushed through the door and decided that I would have chicken today, even though the texture was stringy. I sat at the table where I left my recipe book, and got absorbed in that while eating my stringy chicken.

I have just finished reading the section on how to cook certain type of fish, when I hear the front door open then shut with a slam.

"Why do I smell... Blood!" I scream in my head, jumping with a start and started pouncing toward where Vi is. She is bent over when I see her, with sobs wracking through her body, her dress is yet again ripped and cut to shreds. Her hair was left untouched, but this time they chose to cut a different part of her body. Her back is covered in cuts, some thin, some very deep. I rush over and carry her carefully as I could, minding all the cuts, and carry her to our bedroom. I slowly take what's left of her dress and pull it off her, then took off her shoes and underwear. She doesn't seem numb or acting as if she fading away, just in shock, so I chose not to use cold water, instead I got a towel and placed it on her front, so the back is still exposed. I went and collected the first aid kit which luckily had some stitch needles and medical threads. I first wiped away the excess blood which has more or less dried, just the deeper wounds are now seeping blood. I used some of the antiseptic wipes, which whenever I go over a cut, she shivers ever so slightly.

"Oh my little one... Why did they do this to you? Why do they torment you so?" I asked pleadingly. I wanted to know why they wanted to hurt her so badly, why they wanted to make her life a misery. I didn't get a reply, so I got the medication which has some local anaesthetic, and injected that into her back. I had to inject several times before she stop wincing at every cut. I prepared my needle and started to fix the deepest cut, and it took about 14 stitches. By the time I finished that, all of the wounds had stopped bleeding, so I went round fixing the rest of the cuts and wounds, using a mixture of stitches and my saliva. But even my saliva wont stop the deeper ones from scaring. Her back was covered in stitches, and with a sad thought, I realised that the bastards that did this broke my vow!

I placed some bandages around her body so it could keep her wounds covered, then I dressed her in just a dressing gown. Anything else could cause her wounds to be reopened. I laid her down and just stroke her hair, purring slightly and just making sure she knows that I'm here. With the saddest sigh I have ever heard, she turned then fell asleep. I waited there for about twenty minutes, until I was sure she was deeply asleep, then I started my plan for revenge. I searched on the computer until I found what I needed, and it was perfect. Luckily, Vi had told me about the bullies, so I know all of their names, and it was easy to get details on where they all lived. Penelope Dearader, Harry Anderson, Julie Funch and TJ Whitwater... They'll get what coming to them. Tomorrow night, they will suffer!

The Next Day

Vivienne spent most of her day sleeping and I was glad, because she been through enough pain and suffering, she deserved to be happy. I think if only I could have protected her, none of this pain would have happened. She always had a smile on her face, even in the face of pain and suffering. As evening fell, and I made sure Vi was asleep once more, I made my move, out the house and straight into the sewers. I remembered the sewer-lines map off by heart and headed toward the location of which my revenge for Vivienne will take place. The sewers were slimy and smelt of human waste and rats, but I kept pushing through, all for Vi, so she can start finally living happily. I made my way out of the sewers and gazed at the place. It was a derelict warehouse and from what I could gather from the reports, most of the floor has collapsed, and there was some danger zones like protruding steel wires and loose rubble. It was perfect.

I made my way inside and prepared the place by using my gag reflex and placed hive nodes around the place, and the changes were almost instant. Luckily, the entire place was overrun with plants and even some small weak trees. But at the centre of the building was an area where it was entirely out of a tree and was used as a support structure. But clearly it didn't work due to the amount of damage it caused as the tree split in the middle into quarters. It would be the perfect place to hold the bullies. I made some resin to be easily used after I've brought back all four of them, and looked around. I did a few finishing touches and with a small glowing pride at my work, set off to collect the bastards.

I was very lucky to find them as they all lived in the same apartment complex, but I decided to collect Penelope first. As I climbed the side of the building, I couldn't believe my luck! All four of them was having a sleep over in her room, and I could hear what they were saying, and anger built within me.

"Hahahahah I can't believe that stupid bitch cried again! Especially when we cut her back," Penelope sniggered. Everyone whooped and cheered, and someone, a boy, started to converse.

"What should we do next time? I think we should make her strip naked and them beat her up. Make her feel like a child-bearing whore," he sneered and then the other girl spoke up.

"Well we can think of more things tomorrow, I'm tired," Julie whined, and I could not have been more thankful for whatever deity watching over me, as they all agreed and settled down to sleep. I waited until I heard the tell-tale signs of soft snoring and deep breathing then I made my move. I crawled into the room and landed softly as possibly as I could, and gazed apon them all. Sleeping peacefully, unlike how my Vivienne does at night, waking up after nightmares and terrors of her dreams. I hated them all with all my heart, and with that feeling, I carefully made a resin around each of them and placed them all on my back. They were heavy and yet my movement did not awaken them. I carried them back down the building and into the sewers yet I didn't have a problem. I am truly thankful to the deity that is letting me do this. I got to the warehouse just before midnight and worked to get them stuck on the main central tree. I looked at my work and was glad that it will terrify them all, to the point where they'll never have sweet dreams again. But I have more than that, they'll never forget what happens tonight, because their scars will remind them every second of every day.

One of them stirred, it was one of the boys. I hid myself in the darkness and waited for the screams that will come.

"What the fuck? Aggggghhhh help!" He screamed, jolting everyone else awake, and they screamed, oh how they screamed made me feel good about what I'm doing for Vi.

"How the fuck did we get here," Penelope yelled, and I could smell the fear, coming off her breath. I started to play now, by letting out a nice, long, loud hiss.

"The fuck was that?!" Julie screamed, tears streaming down her face, soon it won't just be tears...

I scrabbled around them, flitting in and out of the few light spots, which allowed them to only see a glimpse of me, and they screamed even more. I laughed inside of my mind, but then started to climb, so I was on the ceiling. I made sure I was above Penelope, then let a loud hiss escape my throat. She looked up, and oh how she blanched. The fear and tears were such a beautiful thing, and I dropped down in front of her.

She screamed, and the other three looked toward me. I rose to my fullest height, letting my tail raise and moved my arms so I looked so intimidating. And it worked, for the screams became so much more filled with horror.

"Agggghhhhhh Heeelllppppp! Somebody help uussss!" Penelope screamed, absolutely petrified. I raised one hand to her head and invaded her mind, which allowed me to speak to her.

"Penelope, I am Xeoria. I know you very well, and all your friends. Now tell me, do you know what Karma is?" I asked, ever so calmly.

"I-i-i d-do, Its w-when someone does s-s-something bad t-t-to someone, a-a-and then something e-e-even worse happen to t-t-them," Penelope cried out as I slowly traced one finger down her cheek, cutting into them ever so slightly, and they beaded blood.

"Good, so you know what it is," I step back and went round invading the other three minds, and went back to the middle.

"I have gathered you all here tonight for one thing," I started then I proceeded to cut myself. The blood was yellow, and some of them gasped, but then they screamed again when the saw it drip onto the floor.

"Yes, scream as much as you like, no-one will hear you, but me. Now who to start scaring? I think I'll start with you Penelope," I lean forward to her and sniffed her face. She was filled with fear, and it was delicious. I gently poked one claw into the cut so it was covered in my blood, then reached toward Penelope, " Oh and by the way, this will hurt, a lot!"

And I started sliding my blood down her face lightly, so the acid burned down to the fat, but not to the muscle. She screamed so much, and it was making me delirious. I cut down toward her chest and was glad that I could rip her shirt open, so I could continue with the scaring. She kept screaming and screaming, the other boys were yelling at me to stop and swore at me. But I didn't stop.

"Now then... Which one of you cut Vivienne's clothes, hair and back?" I hissed angrily, looking around at the other three. One boy was panicking, and was so pale, that I was sure it was him.

"What's your name?" I asked him

"TJ... I know who cut her," He replied, "I'll tell you if you let me go."

"Now what makes you think you'll ever go? In fact, just for asking..." I raised a finger to his face, when I heard the other boy, Harry yelled.

"It was me bitch! I cut the fucking slut! I fucking loved every moment of it, and it make me fucking happy! Fuck the little cunt!" He gloated, and I was truly happy, I know who to hurt so much more badly.

"So... It was you? Tell me why did you cut her? Some sort of ritual? Perhaps some kind of sickness within you?" I mused, and came closer to him.

"I cut the lil' bitch because I fucking could, would have fucking banged her too, such a little slut, she must want it so badly!" He sneered.

"I know that she isn't a slut... She still a virgin... Who told you she was a slut? I'm truly interested..." I raised my finger near his face as a threat.

"Well... No-one... I just fucking know she's a whore and that she wants it badly!" He was clearly slipping, and panicking.

I pulled and dragged him forward, so the resin stretched, and tore slightly, but enough to keep him in place.

"She is not a fucking whore... If you must call someone that, perhaps your girlfriend Penelope may have been a better idea. I can smell her clearly, she is no virgin..." I was telling the truth, Penelope didn't smell like a virgin, but something a bit more richer, but so very dirty.

"What the fuck she talking about, Penelope is no slut... Right Penelope?" He raised his head to her, and saw that she was so ashamed, and fearful, and so quiet, that you could barely hear her say sorry.

"You... slept around? With who? Fucking tell me! I fucking loved you for over five years and you fucking slept around?! Who did you sleep with, you whore?! I want to fucking ki-" I stopped from ranting, by slowly raking my acid covered claws over his back, deeply as he did to Vi. He tried not to scream but failed ever so miserably.

I kept doing it until he was dry sobbing. Then I revealed who Penelope slept with.

"The person she slept with, is none other than your best friend TJ. She smells strongly of his scent. I can smell that the last time they were together intimately was two days ago," I stepped back and glazed apon my work. It was a horrible sight and not one that will heal easily. I turned myself to TJ.

"You betrayed your best friend, not only did you sleep with his only love, you also wanted to be freed easily. What kind of monster are you?" I asked, slowly opening my mouth and showing him my inner jaw. He fainted at the sight, and I could not help laughing. But I couldn't think of a suitable punishment for him. Then I had the idea to just drip some acid on his genitals, which I think is good enough. He woke with a start and tried to move, then he started screaming while I walked to Julie.

"Now what to do with you?" I wondered to myself. She didn't seem that bad at all, if anything just frightened. I was about to cut her wrist with my tail-blade when Penelope shouted out at me.

"Not her! She hadn't done anything! She was the only one who wanted to be friends with Vivienne! Please don't hurt her!" She begged, worried for her "friend"

I placed my palm on her head and invaded her memories, a trick that I seemed to have know recently. I looked at everything she had done to Vi, but if anything, the only emotion I'm getting is pity and sadness. She truly did want to be Vi's friend.

"I will let you go... On one condition," I started at her dead on.

"W-w-w-what?" She sobbed lightly.

"Leave this gang, and become friends with Vivienne. I think it's about time she deserve some happiness," I commanded, pressing my head on her, and released some of my memories of Vivienne's pain.

"Oh my god... I'm so sorry... I wanted to stop them so badly, but they all threatened me, said they would kill me if I were to be her friend," She sobbed harder.

"I'm letting you go now, wait by the corner. I'll return you back home, but after I extracted revenge," I turned and continued my tourture. They screamed and cried and sobbed, until the point I knew they had finally snapped mentally. I released them and carried them on my back.

"Julie... Follow me..." I hissed, then crawled down the sewers. She looked down and started to climb down the ladder. I started to walk toward the sewer-lines which then turned to the hospital. They may have been cruel, but I wouldn't allow them to die. They should live with scars and pain. They deserve that, and hopefully they'll just remember the pain of the night that passed, and not remember me.

"Wait here, I'll be back shortly," I said to Julie, who nodded, and went into a corner. I crawled out of the manhole here and stealthily, made my way to the entrance of the hospital, and dropped them all on the floor, and pressed the emergency buzzer. I ran back to the hole and dropped down. I grabbed Julie and carried her on my back.

"Hold on!" I yelled, reaching a speed which would easily launch Julie off. She held tight, and I made a sharp right, then left, and then jumped toward the sewer-lines, which was where Julie's complex was. I crawled out of the hole and slithered my way to the base of the building and climbed up. I still remember which part was Julie, and she lived a bit more higher than Penelope did. Luckily, Julie had left her window open so I could get in easily. I landed softly on the floor and released Julie onto the floor. I looked at her, who seemed to be so much at ease now. I turned to leave the room when a slight pressing sensation was around my body and I realised Julie was hugging me.

"Thank you for freeing me, not just from that place, but from them. I will make sure no-one will hurt Vi at school! You can trust me!," she promised sincerely, and stepped back so I could go out the window and crawl back down.

I managed to get home just before seven in the morning, which is when Vi normally wakes up. I started cooking pancakes and sensed that Vivienne was awake. So I set the warm plate down and placed the pancakes on, and scooped some ice-cream ( when I first tried it, it felt like my brain wanted to burst out of my head!) and plopped it down on top. I looked up toward Vi who smiled at me.

I woke up to the smell of pancakes and carefully stretched, my backed barely stings now. I quickly washed my face and headed downstairs, knowing that Xeoria would have made the perfect pancakes ever! I loved her pancakes! I entered the kitchen and saw that she was just putting the last scoop of vanilla Ice-cream on. It looked like perfection and love rolled into one. I smiled at Xeoria.

"Good morning little one, how did you sleep?" Xeoria asked, seemingly happy for some reason.

"Very well thank you, it helped that you left a small amount of your resin, I put some on in the middle of the night. I didn't see you in the room though, were you downstairs?" I inquired. She did a small nod and then when to collect her meat, and we ate together. I finished my pancake and demanded more, which drew out a giggle from Xeoria, and she happily made more for me. I offered her a forkful and she tried some, but then wrapped some around her meat, and she just melted. Clearly it was delicious. By the time we both finished, we started to wash up and put things away, when Xeoria spoke to me.

"Little one, I think you should go to school tomorrow. I'm pretty certain all is good now," She told me, yet I felt so scared, what if it happened again? But I trust her instinct, so I nodded and murmured in agreement. I just hope maybe this time round it'll be better...

Present Day

Ding-dong... Ding-dong...

"Your study buddy is here, I'll let her in," Xeoria grinned in the only way she could, and went to let the buddy in. Xeoria entered the kitchen first, then Julie walked in behind her.

"Hey Vivienne, I got you a present cause I'm not coming next week," she puckered cutely and went to hug me, "So happy early birthday!"

I laughed and went to opened the present, and it revealed three bracelets, each with a charm, which I think represented all three of us. Mine was a feather, on Julie was a heart but the one one Xeoria's was the one that meant a lot to me. It was a small Chinese dragon, which looked so much like her. I hugged my two friends and hope that our friendship will never be broken or changed...