HellGirl13

Bloody Retaliation

Maybe someone within the family. It would hurt Angela more

Bloody Retaliation

I agree.

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Angela looked down thought. It's true, she would honestly like to find out why her parents were murdered. Yet, her parents told her that if any harm ever came to one of them to run. Should she do what she thinks is right or follow her parents instruction? She thought for a few seconds but, made her choice.

"Your right. I think I will find out why my parents were killed." Her parents gave her instructions for if one of them were killed. Not both. So, she really had nothing to really live for. Except to find out the truth and avenge her family.

So, she will definetly find out the truth.

He then asked her if she preferred his current form. Saying he could change his form and telling her top watch. She didn't exactly understand what he meant by that. "Of course Damien, why do you-?" Before she could finish her sentence Damien started transforming......into a girl. Then, into a dog.

Then, back to the original Damien.

To be honest, She wasn't sure what to think. After all, she did just see a man turn into a woman then into a dog. How would you react? But, she did know wich Damien-form She preferred.

"I believe I like the form you are in right now."

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Angela nodded glad he accepted her. So, she was his new master. This should be interesting. Then, before she could blink, he lifted her up bridal style. This caused her to gasp in shock.

Then Damien proceeded to carry her up to the surface before he then carried her to one of the many restrooms before sitting her on the toilet before rummaging in the medicine cabinet. Angela watched him curiously as he got some rubbing alcohol and cloth.

He then proceeded to freak her out by then saying it would sting but not as much as his fangs. This caused her eyes to widen, they flickered to his mouth as if checking for fangs.

Was that suppose to be comforting?

He then began cleaning her cut. It stung but she'd felt worse so she toughened up not making a sound.

He then questioned her about her next plan of action. She'd never really thought of it but she did have an emergency plan she never thought she'd have to use. Her parents idea.

"I do actually. I'm honestly thinking about going far away from here. Start over. The only thing I can do."

She had nothing here. Her parent's people had turned against the family without a second thought. And if she stayed, she'd be in constant danger and besides......she doesn't think she could stand living in the place her parents died.

She then was shook from those thoughts with a blush when he commented on her braveness. How she wasn't scared of him.

"I find it difficult to be terrified of the man that saved my life and pledged his loyalty to me."

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Angela tensed when he leaned towards her only to relax when he took out a handkerchief and began to clean the wound. She winced every once in a while but for the most part she studied him.

How could someone so dangerous and cannibalistic one minute be so kind and gentle the next? That, she didn't understand.

After he was done he explained. And by the end she was baffled. Like he'd said, he was the gun and she was the holder. She saw what he could do. He was dangerous and powerful. It was like giving a child a gun and telling them to do what they wanted with it.

Then, there was the hunger. Out of all the possibilities of things he could do for her there was of course one thing. Hunger. He needed to be fed. And she had a good idea of what he meant. She glanced at the bones of the dead men.

He then bowed and then it was decision making time. Would she accept his help? If she did all she had to do was tell him her name. Angela thought of everything he said and about what the pros and cons were. She actually thought. Just like her father taught her.

She then made her decision. She let her eyes meet his confidently.

"My name.....is Angela. Angela Croffin. And I accept your protection and servitude."

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Angela hadn't known what she'd done until it was too late. She watched in horror as one by one Damien slaughtered and ate them all. She felt her mental walls crack and knew she'd never forget what she saw.

She'd never forget the sounds of blood splattering and flesh being ripped apart and bones breaking apart. It was a terrifying sight. Worse than that was the sounds.

You could cover or close your eyes and not have to witness it. BUT, you can always hear it. Even if you cover your ears you can still hear the muffled sounds.

And that is what's terrifying to her.

After he was done with his....meal he walked over to her. Before bowing and saying how it was done. And that was what made guilt well in her stomach.

It was her fault.

Yes, they did deserve to die. But, did they deserve the infinite pain of being eaten alive? She wasn't sure.

Damien then asked her not to be upset as no harm will ever come to her. She wiped her eyes with the back of her hand wiping away tears.

"T-thank you Damien." She stuttered out, what just happened still playing over and over again in her mind.

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Angela watched him, her fear gone and replaced by curiosity. Especially when he called her by her family name. How did he know that? From tasting her blood? Who-or better yet what- was he?

Angela winced in pain as the man dug the knife into her neck more causing the blood that was starting to slow down start up again. The man began babbling to stay away or he'd do something.

She wasn't sure what as he didn't get to continue as the man interrupted him. Calling him a mutt. He then glared at the man. It scared her and apparently the scum too as he quickly let go of her backing away.

Angela reached up to her neck and felt the long cut wincing on contact. She pulled her fingers back to reveal blood.

Then, the person turned to Angela before giving her a smile. A wide tooth smile but his teeth weren't normal human teeth. But, that of an animals. He then told her that he'll serve her eternally. Before bowing. She was wide-eyed by the end. He was in debt to her?

He then went on by saying he was the Shadow of her family. The most dangerous weapon. And her father gave him a name. Damien. "Damien." She whispered to herself seeing how it sounded.

He then rose asking what she wished of him. She was in shock. How was she suppose to answer that? How would anyone answer that?

Then, the man from before finally spoke up and stabbed Damien in the chest. This made Angela gasp. Her hands going to her mouth in shock. Though, Damien didn't fall dead. Instead, he laughed. Before he asked Angela to command him to kill the men.

Angela looked down in thought. She hesitated. She then remembered everything they've done. What they would've done. Angela's hand went to her throat just brushing over the cut wincing before pulling her hand back to reveal blood.

She looked down. This was her mother's dress and....it was ruined due to her blood. It would never come out. She'd made her decision.

Angela looked to Damien with tears in her eyes yet she was determined. "Kill them." She said to Damien with hatred in her eyes for those scum.

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Angela had winced flinching once she saw the scum raise the knife in order to stab her. She closed her eyes praying her death would be quick. Only not to feel the stab. She opened her eyes in confusion.

Only for them to widen in horror. She might have been 18 but, she'd never had.....relations with a man. And she was not gonna give up her virginity to these.....animals!

He pulled her closer and she began struggling for the first time. Trying to get out of his hold. Yet, as they fought to see who would get her first something impossible happened.

The corpse from before got up. It's face was terribly burned. It then began walking over to them. Angela was frozen in terror. It was dressed the way her butlers did back when she still had them.

Before they betrayed her.

The corpse then, once it got to them, dropped to it's knees and leaned down to where a drop of her blood was. The cut on her neck had started steadily bleeding. A trail of red blood had trailed down her neck into her cleavage. And it seems in the struggle a drop had landed on the ground by her feet.

Then, things got even more strange.

The creature opened it's mouth to reveal a black tongue. Then, almost instantaneously the creature started healing and within moments turned into a fully healed man. Quite attractive as well.

Yet, she was still in shock. Her blood had done this?

Then, the man asked her if she'd been the one to give him this gift. Well, it seems her blood did all this so it seems so.

"Um, I believe I did yes." She said nervously keeping her eyes locked on his.

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Angela shrinked more into the wall wishing it would swallow her up. But, alas, it didn't. She heard the male voices get closer and whimpered knowing this was it. This was how she was going to die.

Next thing she knew she was grabbed by her arms making her gasp at the tight grip. Then, another man held a knife against her throat making her tense trying her best not to move knowing if she did the knife would cut her.

She never had a good pain tolerance.

Then, they started taunting her asking if she'd like to make them rich. Honestly, she very much wouldn't. She was picturing their death in her head wishing with all her might it would come true.

As they taunted her she stayed silent. Not allowing them to hear her voice which would be shaky with her fear.

That's when they all noticed it. The horrid smell coming from the side of the room. Angela let out a startled cry jumping a bit causing the knife held against her to draw blood, it sliding down her neck in a thick red drop.

Now, she was terrified.

Then, the man said she'd basically end up dead if she didn't help them. She took a deep breath but kept mouth shut. Guess she's gonna die then.

She was not gonna let a bunch of low life thieves steal everything from her parents. She was not going to let their legacy be just.....gone.

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The basement was dark. The only light would've come from the locked window. The full moon gleamed brightly allowing some light to shine in illuminating the room. But, there was one corner of the room.

One corner where the light didn't reach.

A small form huddled to the wall. Her knees pulled up to her chest with her arms wrapped around them. Her face buried in her blue dress. Dirtied from the dirt and dust that littered the floor of the unused basement.

Her dark brown hair covered her head in long stands.

Her body was shaking with silent sobs knowing she was going to die. And a part of her welcomed it. Knowing she'd be with her parents soon.