Chapter 2
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Disclaimer: I own nothing.
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A/N: OMG I READ THIS STORY. I remembered what I was going to do... LETS SEE ABOUT FINISHING THIS STORY OFF. (not now though) (we are only at the BEGINNING OF HER STORY)
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Seven years old. Now residing in New Mexico. A beautiful two story home. The couple fought a lot, but they had a small door that hid the air conditioning unit. I regularly hid there. I had no need to, what would a girl such as my self need to hide from? Trained to handle any situation that came by her. A small killer. But no one could ever know that. So I held up my disguise with the family by hiding whenever the fought, crawling out with tears streaking my face.
They were criminals. I knew they were. That's why I was there. Too prove it. In a few weeks I would be out of their home. They would be sent to a federal prison. Tried for the murder of dozens of people. That's what they regularly fought about.
Eight months ago a church youth group had gone missing. Including the two leaders. Molly and Aaron. They were on a trip to Colorado when suddenly no one heard from them. Their empty bus was found on the side of an interstate, burnt.
Molly and Aaron quickly transformed into Marisa and Alan, a young new couple looking to start a family somewhere. They adopted me.
They were good at this, I had to admit that. They covered all their tracks. But they were not good enough. They thought they were as good, perhaps better, then someone like me. But that would never be the case.
The bodies of the teens were hidden behind the air conditioning unit. The area it was hidden used to be a closet. They had it carefully constructed so that they would be able to hide twelve bodies without any one ever knowing.
The idiots of course never took a child into consideration. I found the bodies the first time I crawled back there. I suspected but I had to bee sure. Thus my choice in hiding places. The bodies smelled. They were decayed. Not the way bodies from the ground were. But grotesquely, they were a disturbing sight. Anyone else would have been scarred by seeing such a thing.
I never took it into consideration again.