(( Here goes! :< ))
The sun shone brightly through the windows, before a figure walked past and made the shadows dwell over the bedstead of the young elven female, she shifted slightly before jumping as the elven man leaned into her face and bellowed "Get up..you lazy useless child!" she cringed and fell back against the corner of the wall, before nodding..she got up slowly, looking up at her father, whom was glaring at her, he pushed her towards the wash bowl "Wash, Hetty and get dressed" the man then sat on her bed, folding his arms against his knees. Hetty sighed and turned to the bowl, letting her bed-robe slip off her curvaceous figure, taking up a sponge and gently pressing it into the water to bathe herself quickly, before she is grabbed and thrown against the bed, she screams, her father slowly moves towards her as she gasps into the bed covers, he begins undoing his trousers just before an voice, calmly pans out, deep, dark and somewhat chilling to the spine "Father..you should know better" both Hetty and her father turn to look at the tall elven boy, taller than her father and bigger built..she softly whispers into the bed.."Alastier..you still care..".
Alastier peers over the situation before walking towards his father, looking down upon him "Get out father..you are a disgrace" and shoves him out of the door particularly easy, slamming it shut, he then turns to Hetty "Hetty..my beautiful young sister..are you okay? did he hurt you?" perking a brow he notices how pasty she is, taking a hold of the bucket in the corner, he turns her around and sits her on the bed, wincing as she throws up into the bucket "Disgusting to even think about it..either he's going to kill you, or the depression is" he gently rubs her back then gets up and stands by the door "Get dressed now, sister..I'll stand by the door". Hetty nods and pulls on her undergarments and a dress "Why does he do this, Al..why to me? because I'm the only girl?" she walks towards him and hugs into Alastier, he looks down to her and gently hugs her back, "He's a monster, that is why".
Hetty sighs and lets go of Alastier, he moves aside and opens the door, her three other brothers are stood there peering at them both, then one of them attacks Alastier, who grunts, he seemingly snaps and grabs the boys neck, slowly crunching the bones, growling the words "You are just as bad as father..all of you" then the neck cracks and the boy falls limp, Hetty stares, looking absolutely shocked, she moves back into the room and grabs the bucket as the bile rises and she coughs into the bucket, she hears two other snaps and cringes, throwing up again, Al walks back in, blood on his hands, he stares at her "Now he will die too..mother is out and you look like you are dying anyway" he pulls her around and holds a dagger to her neck "I'll kill him first..then you", she cringes and freezes in place.
Alastier grinned at his sister before backing out of the room and walking silently downstairs, he walks up behind his father and grabs him around the neck and stabs the dagger into his back, making blood fall everywhere on the floor, his father grunts and falls limp shortly afterwards, he drops his father and looks at the blood over himself, he smirks triumphantly and it fades as there is a knock at the door, a charming, feminine voice comes through "Honey, I am back fr-" Al wrenches the door open and peers at his mother who looks terrified, she looks in and lets out a shrill cry, Alastier grabs her and throws her into a wall, he jabs the dagger into her chest "Farewell mother.." the women sighs and falls limp, Al then turns his head and looks to the stairs.
Hetty trembles against the wall as she hears the footsteps, Al slowly walks in the room, blood dripping from his hands and the dagger, he glares over her and grabs her by her hair and twists her around, pressing the blade into her neck "All will suffer in the end.." He pulls the blade across the her neck, slitting it and throws her on the bed and then he walks out, disappearing into the woods. Hetty gasps, sobbing as she tries to stop the bleeding, but the darkness whelms her and she is gone, to the eternal sleep.
Subject: It turned dark in the sunny morning. 
Mon Mar 08, 2010 12:19 pm
