Chapter 6

BELLA'S POV

"Sir please I want my sister."

The scary man grabs my jaw and squeezed it.

I screamed but that seemed to be a bad move because I was slapped, hard. The metallic taste of blood caressed my taste buds. A river of tears streaming down my face and my loud sorrowful sobs sounding in sync with the sobs of other young girls in the big room.

Though I watched my mom die, that didn't make me flinch, not when my sister is out there alive and breathing, probably even suffering more than I am.

No.

"BAILEY!!!!!" I screamed as loud as I can hoping that she was somewhere in here, amongt the huge crowd of girls.

That act earned me another slap from the scary vampire.

Still, that felt like nothing compared to the pain of not having my sister here with me.

To comfort.

To walk with through this.

To just have a half of me by my side.

I felt like I'm losing it.

I felt some kind of familiar energy surging, coursing through my veins. I felt sparks igniting on my finger tips. The loss of my twin propelling me to fight the bulky men.

Standing up, yanking the shackles with my newfound strength. I jumped high enough for me to punch the man's the throat like mommy had taught Bailey and I.

The ultimate lethal blow is what Bais and I call it.

See... It's lethal but it depends on force applied and on the health condition of the victim, which in this case really is irrelevant.

Theres two major areas on the throat.

Larynx the bone like part

And the trachea which is more rubber like.

It is unlikelly to cause major injuries by hand to the trachea if you still do you can make serious injure anywhere else.

The larynx is a bit different. Puverfull strikes can cause different level of injuries some of them could be fatal by closed airway and hence suffocation.

Well if we are talking about close combat and your opponent is a healthy adult most throat strikes would not be fatal and actually most of them would not even need to see a doctor. But keep in mind it is all about force. At this point force isn't really a problem. Yeah, I know what you're thinking... such a small fist wouldn't even faze the buff creature but if I could punch through double stacked cynderblocks, what would a vampire's throat be? Granted it won't kill him but I need my sister so inflicting pain counts.

The vampire doubled over clutching his neck for dear life.

The commotion alerted the others and I knew I couldn't fight them all so I resettled in my fetal position acting broken, limbs trembling. I wasn't faking but I wasn't trembling because I was scared or cold. My body was still humming with adrenaline. I couldn't look up, for they will see the fire in my eyes, I had to act scared, broken, unable move just in the fetal position. For the life of them, they couldn't tell what was going on with the other guy, they were confused, much like I was when my parents began hiding things from us, not letting us watch television, not letting us touch phones, not letting us go out, not playing with other kids constantly in the house cowering away, fearing the unknown we did not know what's going on they were hiding from us I felt like I wanted them to know how it feels like to be scared to lose something very close to them I wanted Vengeance for my parents, I wanted them to feel my wrath. Cuz that's not what an eight-year-old girl should feel, she should live through her childhood she should enjoy it not be in the house locked away from the Evil that lurks everywhere. The pain has worsened without my parents twin sister and me just bring it home having dinner with my family chattering it should be fun but instead of that I'm in a room and I mean a gigantic big room filled lots of human children crying for their parents, crying not knowing what to do all I needed was my twin sister and she was nowhere to be found and I had yet to come up with a plan I don't know what to do with these people here the strong and I know that they can stand my fear or rather lack of, of course they would be confused, 1 minute and crying shouting even begging for my sister now a man is on his name clutching his throat and now I'm not scared just laying there how can I fool these people to get out of here I want to get out I want to find my sister I want them to know that I can get through this with my twin sister, we came together, we will leave together she will not die without me and I will not die without her, it's me and her against the world, just like Mommy had taught us, to be together forever. Now I just need to find her I can't stay here alone this is Hell on Earth I can't make it through without her I need to find her now one vampire yanks me up roughly and says,"what happened little human what did you do?" he drilled a hole into my head with his eyes. I still look down my body is still humming with adrenaline if I look him in the eyes I will definitely kill him.

My train of thought had crashed the minute I felt a little finger poking me, I turned and saw blue eyes that belong to a non crying child, now I was surprised because I was tough yet I cried too but she didn't have the tearstains on her face that would be a telltale that she was crying nothing at all she'd just stare with her big blue pretty eyes and I adored her immediately, she look like a princess, a tough Brave One. Just when I was about to open my mouth I heard the man say, "I'm talking to you, human!"

A backhand.

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Yet another dream. I truly have forgotten who I am...

And Vampires...?

Oh...

Oh no...

Oh god no...

The man, you know, the grumpy pretty one...

But where's my sister now? Is she--

The door swings open and I jump off the bed and run to the corner hoping ut would provide a concealing shelter over me..

The Prince guy's eyes fall on me and I see a faint smirk.

"Dr. Lucien, that's our little Bella."