I woke up in my bedroom. Its familiar cerulean blue walls greeted me. I had my baseball and 4-H trophies on the same shelf as my old stuffed animals and weird knickknacks my sister and I collected over the years. My poster of Star Wars characters that my little brother got me for my birthday as a joke hung on the wall beside my collage of pictures of my family, friends, and landscapes. But the room seemed a little empty. Recently my parents finished the addition on our old farm house, so Rebecca moved into her new room. It was weird, not waking up every morning to see her drooling and fast asleep across the room from me and I missed our morning pillow fights. Maybe I should sneak into her new room and wake her up with a face full of pillow, just like old times.

I sighed and rolled over, content with the world. Or maybe I could just lay here and sleep for a couple more minutes.

I felt a shock of pain shoot through my leg. What the heck? I thought as I pulled back my covers. I don't remember doing anything to my-

Seeing a broken leg with a cast, I remembered.

I remembered sneaking out last night with my friends.

I remembered that I drove Scott's stolen bike off the road.

I remembered that I hadn't slept in my bedroom in nearly half a year.

I remembered that my sister Rebecca was dead, along with the rest of my family.

And I remembered the murdering monster who killed my family.

I heard a door open and saw Sabretooth striding towards me, a triumphant smile that showed his beast like teeth. I tried to jump up but was quickly reminded of my broken leg when I once again felt a shockwave of pain rush over me. I fell back onto the bed, staying still until the pain subsided. I glared at the animal.

"You bastard." I whispered. I had often dreamed about what would happen when I found my family's killer, but none of my fantasies involved me having a broken leg and lying in my childhood bedroom.

"Yer one to talk." The man beast laughed, walking over to the shelf where I kept the knickknacks.

I tried to use my powers, but something was blocking them. When I tried to use my telekinesis to make my trophies impound the murder's head in, nothing happened. I felt a dull pain in my head, which became stronger as I tried harder.

"Yah can't use yer powers." The monster said, tossing the snow globe Dad got me for Christmas. "Yull only hurt yerself if yah try."

Ignoring what he said, I put all my power to try to use my mutant abilities. The pain increased to nearly unbearable, but I didn't stop till I realized my nose was bleeding. Holding my hand to my nose then pulling it away, I looked at my blood in shock.

He laughed at me again. "Stubborn, won't listen ta anybody. Just like me."

For the first time, I reasoned to him.

" I AM NOTHING LIKE YOU!" I screamed. Broken leg or no broken leg, I got up. I would have tried to tackle and rip his face off if it weren't for the two bracelets on each of my wrists. A red light lit up on each of them and I felt a force drag me and pin me to the bed. I struggled, but they would not let go.

"Temper too." Sabretooth mused. "Yah can also thank me fer that."

"What do you want with me? You kill my family, hunt me down, kidnap me and bring me back to my old bedroom. For what? To kill me?" I snarled at him. Now I looked away. "Well, you should have done that the night you destroyed my world."

The Sabretooth pulled up a chair, my grandmother's antique one that I begged Mum to let me keep in my room. Everything in here had a precious memory, but he was befouling every single one.

"I didn't kill yer family. And I'm not gonna kill yah." He pulled the chair closer, looking into my eyes. I wish I had my powers, to know what was going in his evil mind. Or to repeatedly stab him with everything in this room.

I gave a short humourless laugh. "Oh right, you just ordered them to be murdered. Your hands are completely clean."

"Well, they're dead," He admitted. "and I take credit for that. But they don't matter none. Just a bunch of scum sucking humans that posed as yer family."

Oh great, some human hating nut.

I felt a little boost in my power, enough to break free of whatever bonds held them and to shove Sabretooth a couple feet away from my bed. The result left me exhausted and my head hurt, but I smiled, satisfied.

My brief victory was soon ruined by him smiling back.

"Yer powerful. I take credit fer that too. But I guess yer mother gets a little thanks too." He pulled his chair over to me again.

"What do you want with me?" I snarled at him again.

" Yah see Cathleen," He started. "I've been looking fer yah fer a very long time. Nearly fifteen years."

I waited for the monster to continue, but he didn't.

"Why." I muttered, not wanting him to have the satisfaction of my curiosity.

He didn't answer straight away. He got up and went to look at my crammed bookshelf.

"Yah was so small as a kit. I could hold yah with one hand. Those creepy silver eyes weirded me out a little, but I guess yah were cute. So fearless, so powerful, so observant. I knew yah were gonna be great. Didn't know yer was gonna be a booknerd though."

The idea of this monster holding a baby (especially me) scared and disgusted me.

"Yah weren't scared of me, I liked that. Was worried yah might disrespect me if yah weren't scared, but yer mum took care of me having ta raise yah when she ran off. Stupid bitch."

Oh dear God, please let me be interrupting this wrong.

"Course, she didn't make it far. Far enough that I couldn't find yah and erased yer scent, but I found her. Broke her neck and left her in the forest. Think some animals ate her corpse. Bitch deserved it." The evil beast let out a harsh laugh.

"I was gonna kill her when she told me she was pregnant. Thought a mate and kit would slow me down. But than an old acquaintance of mine told me of the power yah could have. Should me a vision of what yah looked like. Guess it was just natural fer me to take ta yah. I loved my kit the moment I laid eyes on yah." He gave me a smile.

My blood ran cold.

"You are lying." I hissed. "I can't be your, your," I shuddered. "daughter."

"Yah telling me yah haven't had yearnings? Ta just let loose and free? Kill those who disrespect yah, show yer dominance?" I looked away, giving the beast his answer. "Thought so. I started feeling that way when I was nine. Guess yer mother put a little mind meddling in yah. But it didn't work, I'm too strong inside of you. Whatever yah got from her can't contain what I have."

"YOU'RE LYING!" I screeched. My power fluctuated again, this time enough to free me from the bed. I pounced onto monster and started scratching at his face. It took him less than a second to knock me off of him and into the wall.

It knocked the wind out of me. I gasped for breath as he came over to me and picked me up by the back of my shirt. He held me, dangling for a second, and gave me a little shake.

"Yer more like me than I thought. Good." He threw me back onto the bed. I hit my leg and let out a scream of pain. "Yah got spunk. Don't let anyone disrespect yah."

He went to the sealed metal door and pressed in a code. It opened and he stepped out. He poked back his head back in and gave me a glare with his evil cat like eyes.

"But if yah ever disrespect me like that again, I'll break yer other leg." With that he left and the door sealed itself behind him.

Tears streaming down my face, I closed my eyes and prayed. "Dear God, grant me this. Kill me."