Awakening

"Ninety nine dad, so m the last of the remaining, I don't want to die, no I got to find dad killers" at this the pain increased as the man violently held the hot rod to her cheek not minding burning his own palm to get it done, he was a psychopath, he chew overnight eyeballs for breakfast and blood as water, living inside the wood for all these years have turned him to a monster " Dear God, please save me , mother Mary " she struggle with his palm pushing his already weak body as she aimed for his ears, he scream in terror as he saw the colors of her eyeballs, it was whiter than usual " Draconian is that, is that really you " he smiled and chuckle struggling for his glass of blood he do leave at the door step of her room gulping it all at once, the atmosphere was eeriee and absurd and the rod he do place on her body had disappeared as there was a scar on her once smoothed face, the eyeballs and candles that had been placed round her were quite scary but that didn't seem to scare her again and the chains that held onto her firmly were broken by only a glare, her eyes became even more colder as she sluggishly walk toward him, dragging the glass off his hands and breaking it, licking her own blood " ever heard the story of CHAOS , a deceptive killer that fought to redeem his people during ancient times, the one with the ghastly expression with a cross shaped scar on his cheek and a pale face, so vile and yet vicious, rumors have it that he still lives, appearing on the doors of all those who worship evil, eradicating them slowly and painfully, leaving a X mark on their dissected bodies bringing fear and awe to all of mankind" her voice sounded manly and awe , it gave off an unpredictable tune, she had an unapologetic expression void of emotions and the place she do stood appeared to be a monster but what was this emotions i was feeling " fear" she smirked wickedly as she crack her neck and bones, the sound even more disturbing " y...y...you not feeling pain , Darla " it was as though her skin move a bit and his stomach churn inside, as he stared at the once tormented Darla, it was only the work of Draconian "Draconian I command you right this minute to kneel down before me and my daughter Umbra " yes there was actually an Umbra but she was a ghost, a living ghost and normal Darla would be terrified seeing the ghosts of those killed children in her own Mansion but her expression was unpredictable as she sluggishly walk toward him, every step, screaming terror " Draconiannnn" he scream trembling as Umbra shriek in fear at the grip of her own adopted sister hands and for the first time a living human grip a living ghost " dad run away " the ghost mind linked but it was already too late in a flash, his head was gone, his organs were separated from his body, his nails were pulled out and his eyeball and ears were the only thing left of him with the mark X on his chest, the mark of Draconian