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Title: Broken

Disclaimer: I do not own Daughters of the Moon.

A/N: Book 13, I want u! Please come to us DOTM fans! Please! I'm bored! But, I'v just started reading Sons of the Dark. Right now, I am reading book number two, Escape. I like Obie :D But kyle...He's so...well, not what I thought he would be like, after reading DOTM book 11. Enjoy!

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Chapter Two

Shattered

Cassandra stood in front of a pale, grey door, and grasped the rusty doorknob. She had been staying at an old, two room apartment behind an alleyway. It had been unoccupied for a year, so she just brought all the clothes she had with her and slept here. Afterall, she had nowhere else to go. Her mother and father had disgraced her -disowned her- and left her on the street. She remembered that day so clearly...

Cassandra walked up the steps of her, once, home. A flower bed of red, white, and yellow roses lay under the large, rectangular window to her right. A bright light shown from inside, probably her mother making dinner in the kitchen. The idea of her mother's mashed potatoes, fruit salad, and meatloaf

made her stomach rumble with hunger. She hadn't eaten in two days.

She stopped and knocked on the wooden door. Her hands smoothed down her hips, and she shook her head incase any debris from her maroon hair. To her family, her hair had been blond, and her eyes a light grey. But now, her eyes held a deep sadness within them, and her once perfect skin had been taken over with a ghostly pale look.

The door opened and Cassandra immediately recognised the tall, slim woman as her mother. Her mother's smile faded, and was replaced with a frown, not of displeasure, but of grief. They stood there for a moment, eyes burning into each other, before her mother finally embraced her with a warm hug. Cassandra hugged her back, but she was surprised by her own lack of happiness.

" Oh, I've missed you!" her mother sobbed into her shoulder, before finally pulling away and looking Cassandra, up and down. Her mother grimaced at her raggy look, but hurridly pulled her inside. Cassandra was met with a rich smell of meat and potatoes, making her mouth drool. The hunger she felt was almost to much for her to handle.

" Jack! Jack! Cassandra's home!" her mother called up the stairs. Cassandra's eyes widdened with sudden fear. Not her father, no, not him! He was abusive, always spitting at her with pointless insults, and ugly stares. Her birth was unplanned, a mistake. She was a mistake, is what her father used to tell her. Cassandra took a step back, and started for the door.

" Wait, where are you going? Please stay!" her mother called. Cassandra turned sharply, dark eyes narrowed, and stared at her mother with sudden anger. Was she blind to her father's cruel persona?

" Are you that blind?" Cassandra spat with malice and resentment.

" Don't speak to your mother that way", a cold, harsh voice sounded from the stairs. Cassandra's heart beat faster, and her eyes traveled slowly to where her father stood, his eyes mocking. Even from the door, she could smell the foul stench of beer and tobacco, rotting from his breath. It made her sick.

" Wow, you've certainly changed", her father said, looking her up and down. She crossed her arms and looked away, eyes full of shame for even coming here in the first place. This was definetly not her home.

" Jack-" her mother started to warn, but he cut her off.

" No, Cheryl. I am sick and tired of her coming back all the time." He then turned on her. " Where have you been? Out partying with your little friends like the whore your are? After everything we've given you, and how much we slaved over our jobs...You shoved it all away to become some druggie, or even worse, a slut!" Cassandra clenched her teethe, and held her father's gaze with raw determination.

" Home?" she spat back. " This was never home! And since when have you had a job, daddy?" Her father's feet pounded violently on the stairs as he marched over to her. Cassandra bit on her tongue, holding the cry ready to burst out, as her father's hand glazed painfully across her cheek. She smirked, wondering what it would have been like if she was still a follower.

" Jack!" Her mother whispered hoarsely, but attempted to do nothing but give her father a cold look. Cassandra stared up at her father, and spoke, this time wit no fear. She's been through much worse things than getting slapped.

" So, I guess you don't want me here, eh? Am I a bother to you?" She turned to her mother, giving her the same sharp glare. " How about you, mother? Am I just some...thing... you were forced to take care of? Well, here's what I have to say! F--k You! You don't understand sh-t about what a true burden is!" And with that, she marched out of the house. Her mother and father didn't even try to stop her. They didn't care, and they never will...

Cassandra stepped into the apartment, and shut the door, locking it. She threw her coat to the ground, and walked toward the stubby, plaid couch. With a heavy sigh, she flopped down the couch, which was the only piece of furniture in the room beside the lamp that was unplugged on the green carpet, which was plastered with various stains.

It was only a matter of time before someone discovered her here, and she would be forced to live on the street again with her black trash bag full of clothing, a toothebrush and toothepaste, and her hair brush. Then a thought hit her. Even if she weren't still a Follower, that didn't mean she couldn't manipulate people. Afterall, humans were always easily to manipulate, even without the powers of the Atrox...With that, Cassandra sat up, grabbed her leather jacket, and left the house, only one destination in mind. Planet Bang.

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The line scaled around the corner, as kids stood anxiously awaiting to enter. Cassandra threw her head back, and walked sensually in front of the line, her eyes lingering on the boy near the front, almost ready to enter. She gingerly stepped in front of him.

" Hey, what are you-" his voice faded, as she pressed her back to his chest and looked up at him with a smirk. He stared down at her, his eyes becoming full of interest and desire. It only took one move to hypnotize him. He placed his hands on her hips and they walked inside Planet Bang. Music vibrated and pounded against the walls, as kids danced around one another.

" Want me to buy you a drink?" he asked over the booming music. She nodded, and his hands left her hips. She smiled wryly and scanned the crowd for her next victim. Her eyes lingered on the stage as a band came on. It was Michael Saratoga's band- Vanessa's boyfriend. She didn't care if the other Daughters were here. Right now, she needed money.

Her eyes fell apon another boy, who, by how he was dressed, had lots of money. The rich guys were usually her primary target to getting money. But now, without her powers, she needed to be cunning, and outwit them. Or she could choose the easier way.

" The easier way", she whipsered to herself. And before the other boy could come back, she walked toward him, a plan in motion. As he walked her way, she, accidently, ran into him. His head turned to her, while his hands grabbed onto her waist to keep her fro tumbling to the ground. She flipped her hair, and gave him a false smile of gratitude. He blushed and quickly let her go, realizing that his hands were still around her waist.

" Sorry", she said over the music. She stood up, and brushed herself off. Then, trying to gain his attention, she brushed a hand threw her maroon hair, causing her top to slide up, revealing her stomach.

" No, no! It was my fault", he explained, his voice breaking. She cocked her head at him and smiled once more. Her spell was working over him.

" Well if it's your fault, I guess you could repay me, right?' she asked. He looked puzzled for a moment before she spoke once more, this time with more boldness.

" Dance", she whispered into his ear. He nodded, then led her to the floor where kids pressed closely together, their sweat glistening in the stream of glowing lights. She turned and wrapped her around around his neck while his hands glided down to her waist. There bodies moved to the music's pace. She daringly pressed him closer, and his need shown in his brown eyes. The music stopped, and she wrapped her arms around his waist. Time to work my magic, she told herself.

Cassandra slowly reached into the back pocket of his jeans where she was sure his wallet was. A smile formed on her face as she grasped the leather material of his wallet, and pulled it out. His body was to preoccupied with her to feel the sudden movement. Idiot, she told herself. Swiftly, as he kissed her neck, she put the wallet into her jacket pocket then racked her hands up to his chest, and placed her head on his chest, as another song came on. She pulled away from him, and walked away, gave him a few glances.

Then, a familiar prescence made her stop. She turned her head, and there he was. His dark beauty, and luminescent blue eyes made her heart pound with pain. Stanton. But, he didn't notice her. In fact, his eyes were watching something among the throng of dancers. She followed his gazed, and a mix of confusion rolled over her. He was staring at two of the Daughters, jimena and Serena. But as Serena pulled back, his gaze followed. She tried to smirk, thinking that she was his next target, but the look in his eyes made her stop. It was something she has never seen. Was it...Was it love?

His eyes, which were normally cold and heartless, were glazed over with a newly found emotion that made her heart lurch. Quickly, before he could spot her, Cassandra ran out of Planet Bang. Rain, once again, pelted the Earth. The moon cast a silvery brightness across the ebony sky, making her sorrow even more painful.

" Damn this weather!" she cried. Then, her anger resurfaced. I gave him everything! My heart, my soul, my love! And-And he threw it all away for a Daughter! His enemy! Her thoughts were bitter and savage. The need for revenge began to pound at her heart, which was now, shattered.

The rain began to grow stronger, making the air look thick and blurry. The moon's glow seemed to darken, as a moving shadow followed swiftly behind Cassandra. Her anger grew with each step, and it gave the shadow interest.

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