Lissa's point of view
I was in a gradin where, it was so beautiful. Everything was green and flowers of all different colours, the water looked so fresh and clean. The sun wasn't hot, it was warm and soft. I looked over a bridge and saw my parents; a part of me knew they were my parents.
I saw them in the training hall; they were looking out for me. Tears fell down my cheeks, they died because of me. I took their lives away, yet they still looked down on me and watched out for me.
I started to walk across the bridge but they shook their heads no.
"Not yet honey" my mother said.
"You're not done yet, avenge us" my father said, leading my mother away.
NO! I screamed but I only heard it in my head. I ran after them but the bridge gave way and I fell into a black hole.
For hours I stayed in the black hole, and my anger and the taste of ravage grow. I wanted ravage for my parents and who did this to me and I will kill anyone who got in my way.
Something inside me snapped I felt a power rush through my veins, darkness grow inside my soul. I was out for blood and as soon as I wake up I will start with that fucking bitch TASHA and then the unwanted HATHAWAY'S!
Adrian's point of view
Lissa was in surgery for 7 hours straight, her wounds were bad. The doctors had said nothing they just took her away and started surgery, for 7 hours my family and I sat there and waited.
A few minutes later the leading doctor walked out, with a smile. We all stood up and walked over to him.
"Doctor?" my father asked.
"She's fine, healing faster the any one I have ever worked on" he said, what was he on about?
"What do you mean?" I asked
"At first we were fighting to save her and then something happened, then she was taking control. Her heart rate was low to the point of death, and then it went up to the right speed same with her breathing. She was fighting; we had to put her asleep about two/three times" the Doctor.
"How can she wake up when been in surgery?" my mother asked
"I don't know but she is strong" the Doctor said, I was about to ask when a nurse came running down the hall.
"Doctor!" the nurse yelled
"Yes?" he asked
"The girl is awake and wanting to walk" she said in a rush, we all just walked to Lissa's room.
There on the bed was a very angry Lissa; there was something different about her. Something had changed; she had a different look in her eyes. It was wild and blood thirsty, what happened to her was a bad thing yes but it brought out the worrier goddess that she really was.
"Lissa calm down, your fine" the Doctor said smiling, she just struggled more.
"Lissa stop, you will hurt yourself" I said, walking over to her. Lissa gave me the finger and to my surprise got up out of bed and was able to walk. But her walking was slow; everyone was looking at her in disbelief. How could she walk with the wounds she had? Something has changed and I didn't know if it was a good thing or bad thing.
Lissa's point of view
I wanted to go home and get trainee but NO! I had to stay in this fucking hospital and get better. For three whole days I have been locked in this room like a wild fucking animal.
At least they let me use a laptop; I looked on-line for the Hathaway's. Everyone said they just left their Manson in Miami and never were to be seen again, that was about two months ago. From what I read they use to abuse their first-born daughter Rose and tried to kill her but failed. She was later found by a Russians on a cost ship; Rose was now living happy ever after with the Captain named Dimitri who fell in love with Rose. Well good for them, I'll make sure to say hi to the Hathaway's for Rose and Dimitri while I kill them.
Also in the news story, it is said I use to abuse my sister or a person who I thought was my sister. But I can't even remember it; I will sure make the Hathaway's deaths are so fucking painful that they will feel it in their graves!
Oh yes I was going to have so much fun getting rid of the fucking cunts. The anger inside me grew like a fire, the more hatred I feed it the more it grew and I loved it!
I looked on the net and found the Manson they lived in, it was white and big. How the fuck could I have lived in such an ugly thing? They must be rich but have no taste; I can't wait till I get my hands on hit. The things I would do to it, oh so much fun!
The mansion had 11 rooms and 11 bathrooms. One pool, a large garden and two car garages. But why didn't they say it had a basement? I could see a small window on the side of the house near the grass; I looked closer at the window. Zoomed in and I saw a hand, holding onto bars. It was a small like a babies or small child's; problem was this photo was taken yesterday.
I jumped out of bed and ran to the shower to get changed. Fuck training there was a fucking child in that house. Once dressed I ripped the drip out of my arm and wrapped it in a bandage. I used the bag which my clothes were in to hold the laptop, along with some soup, towels, perfume, bed sheets and lots of bandages. I then walked out of my room with my head bowed low so no one would notice me, when outside I didn't know what to do.
That was before I saw my ghost mother standing next to a message board. There was a notice for some volunteer work to help the homeless in the five countries.
-Janpan
-Australia
-America
-Africa
-Chian
Everything will be paid for and you will be given food and housing for a year, no strings attached. The meeting for sign ups was yesterday and the plane will be leaving today. At 11am, it was six in the morning now.
I walked over to the phone booth, closed the door and looked at the phone. One thing phones had was money, problem was how was I going to break it without been notice.
After a while of thinking I pretended to talk on the phone I found a way, on the ground was a small piece of Brocken glass to my surprise it fit in the scow holes. I moved closer to hide what I was doing from people while keeping the phone on my ear and pretending to talk. The first screw dropped to the ground and then two more, I was at the third one when I found it was the last one. But when the screw was gone nothing happened, anger rose inside. With all my strength I hit the coin box, which did the trick because all the coins burst out.
As fast as I could I opened my bag and used it to hold the coins, the coins poured in like water. My bag was ten times heavier; I picked it up and walked to a text. Everything seemed to be in my favour, when I walked to the text I pulled out my laptop and said I couldn't hear and for him to take me to the airport.
The old man nodded and I hopped in the back, so far everything was going well. But in the back of my mind I wondered what Adrian going to do. But right now there was a child in need, who might already be dead. Also I wanted to kill the Hathaway's but any way.
It took almost an hour to get to the airport, inside was a line-up of people before a sign saying "volunteer works for America" I walked over and lined up, people were given barges to show they were a volunteer. A lady across the room had a bag and a name tag. Her name was Marry Jane Skinner and she was making her way to the end of the line, which was about fifty people away.
Soon it became my turn; I walked up to the lady and smiled.
"What's your name?" the black-haired lady asked me.
I wrote on my laptop my name was Mary Jane Skinner, along with I had a problem with my voice. The lady looked at me for a while before smiling and giving me a barge.
"Walk over to group next to the sign; you are the first group to go. You better hurry" I thanked her and ran over to the group, true to her word we left for the plane right away. Everyone was so nice and welcoming and understanding of my voice problem.
Soon we were waiting for the plane and then walking aboard; everything was going in my favour.
Mary Jane Skinner's point of view
I walked up to the lady and smile she smiled at me.
"Name pleases?" she asked
"Mary Jane Skinner" I said, the woman just looked at me.
"I'm sorry but someone else has already signed in with that name" the women said.
"Maybe there is two, we have a very big family" I said, going pale.
"I'm sorry there is only one" the woman said, people were starting to look at me. I pulled out my Id and showed her, the woman just call security. The men walked up, and took a look at the list then my ID. They spook to the women then turned to me.
"I'm sorry mama but you have to leave" the man said, anger rose inside of me.
"No I have worked hard for this trip I will not leave" I yelled everyone was watching me then. The man just grabbed my arm and pulled me towards the door. I was told to go home or get a fine; I gave up and went home.
Adrian's point of view
I walked to Lissa's room with a new bag of cloths but when I got to her room it was empty. I dropped the bag and looked outside, I couldn't see her anywhere.
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