| . B y D e m o n s B e D r i v e n . A mixture of emotions go through the head of a young Rachel who sits down still on her bed. The look on her face shows fear. It ate at her soul everytime she thought about it. If only she couldn't feel anymore. Her body is very still and potrays a calm and peaceful girl even though there's so much going through her head right now. It's ironic seeing as the girl is only dressed in her undergarments which may have been because of the fact that she had just had sex. She lifts her head to look up at the door due to a sudden noise. It's him again.. he's here? But what does he want from her now? She gets out of her bed and walks towards the door still trying to conceal her inner weaknesses. Placing her hand against the door she can almost feel the banging inside of her. It gets louder and louder each time. She pulls her hand back at looks at it then looking back at the door. It won't be too long that the knob on that door will fall off and let him inside. What am I? she thinks looking inside of a mirror. Yes she has now made her way to the bathroom. She looks into the reflection of her own cold blue eyes trying to unfold some sort of truth about herself. All her life she had been living a lie. Tears run down her cheek while she's trying to grasp the last few moments of her life. Is this it for her? The banging on the door is still growing louder as time flys by. She throws her fist at the mirror immeditaley shattering it into peices which fall onto the floor. The expression on her face is horrifying as she looks at her fist that is covered in blood. There's a feeling of nausea coming over her as she drops her hands into the sink and turn the tap on. After washing the blood out from her hands, she feels relived. Blood scares her. Now face in both her hands she begins to cry out loud. After a while she picks up some sort of green liquid and with a swab dabs it onto her open wounds. But it still won't go away. What has she done this time? Wasn't he already done with her? Didn't she not put up with enough of his bullshit? Or has she not already gotten her share of torture for the day? Not that she couldn't do anything about it.. it's just that she didn't have any courage to stop it. She was like a sheep to him. But why? Why must she not wish for her own death before he manages to kill her. She could end it right now. All of the objects that he used to torture her with were left inside of this room. She could use one of those to take away her sad, sorry life instead of just waiting for death when it wishes to take her. The knife, Rachel. Take the knife and end it. She hears this loud whisper in her ear. At first, she belives that she was being told to kill herself and that she just wouldn't do but it she realized what she could do to her step father to end all the anger he was taking out on her. Kill him. Suddenly it hit her. There was a knife behind the mirror in the bathroom. She rushes towards the bathroom and there it is. Right infront of her very eyes. Why didn't she see it before? She takes the knife in her hand and all of a sudden she has this new found confidence in her. She slowly walks towards the door that is about to break and opens it for herself. εïDaddy: There you are.. He says in that same voice he used when he repeatedly raped her several times in that room. εïDaddy: Come to daddy. He adds smiling with dirty thoughts and bad intentions. She walks towards him making sure he doesn't see the knife in her hand. She smiles a little and this time she has finally let go of all the suicidal thoughts she had before. Why do you think she brought this knife out? He did it didn't he? Yet she felt some sort of sorrow in her heart for him. He must have taken her soul away from her but he was still human. In the back of her head she still had some second thoughts.. but then again he deserved this. Daddy wanted his precious little girl to grow up and be thee most selfish bitch she could be... and thats exactly what he got. His torture was hurtful but she swallowed the pain and it only made her cold once it hit her heart. But there was one thing that would shock him. She was more of a cunt than he expected her to be. All these years of training her to be the angel at his left hand had not failed but she happened to take advantage of it. He helped her bring back the heartless side of her that she put to rest when her mother died. You know what they say.. like mother like daughter.. and Rachel was about to take on after her mother. εïRachel: This is for my mother. She whispers loudly taking out the knife from behind her and pushing it into his balls. At once he lets out a scream but that doesn't stop her frm what she's about to do. She grabs his throat and delivers a kick to his groin pushing it in even further. Blood and a lot of other things spill out of his pants. He falls to the ground in pain. She lowers herself with him still grabbing onto his throat. εïRachel: You killed her didn't you? You lied to me. I can see it in your eyes. She pushes his head onto the floor still not letting go of his throat. He refuses to look into her eyes for he cannot bear the pain he caused her all these years. Suddenly he feels guilt for what he had put her through. She pulls the knife out of his crotch and then shoves it into this mouth. He lets out a slight groan not being able to show all of the hurt he's feeling inside. She pulls it out of his mouth and then stabs him in the chest several times. His pleas are worthless for she only hurts him even more when he cries out for help. She finds herself not being able to stop until he's dead.. or even after he dies. After about two minutes of stabbing she realizes that there is no sound coming from him. Placing her hand on his chest she feels no heartbeat.. one that was beating so fast before she slayed him. All of a sudden her conscience comes into play and she realizes what she has done. She must fled the scene to ensure her own safety. Murder, Murder thats all she wrote in her mind. It was her destiny to destroy every living creature that walked this earth surface.. but she was here now. She was going to help her have more fun in life. Brining other people down only to make herself feel better. She would make sure everything went as planned. HER WAY was the only way.. She was the true goddess and she would guide her when making the right decisions. She now became known as the woman named Arachne as venom ran through her veins and not blood. Heavy footsteps are heard throughout the interior of a broken down house. She walks down the stairs with a pair of black laced up boots adorning her feet. The boots make loud noises everytime she takes a step which is rather disturbing since the house is supposed to be deserted and quiet at all times. But she likes it that way. The sound of the boots make her feel like she's not alone and there's no reason to be afraid. She sits down on one of the stairs.. one that she's sure isn't broken and looks up. εïArachne: You can come down now... there's no reason to be afraid. I'm not afraid. εïArachne: Well.. come on down. I need to talk to you about something. Now that i'm an adult I need a good job.. and I need your advice on this one. See, i've been thinking about this for a while now and you said that I should follow my heart,I did. There's something I love in this world more than anything.. and that is to see people scream and beg for mercy. And i'm second to that? εïArachne: No, you mean more than anything in the world to me and you know that. What are you trying to get at? Are you doing something behind my back? εïArachne: You know that it's impossible to do something like that. You already know what my motives are.. what you taught me in life.. what I need to do to be the absolute best. You were there for me when I was thrown against cold stairs and i'll never let you go. You are my world. My one true gaurdian angel. I know that I can rely on you to carry me on your shoulder if I fall. Hmm.. what is it that you want? εïArachne: I want that power you have, the ability to cause pain and anguish in other people's lives. No. I told you.. you're not ready for that, Rachel. εïArachne: When will I be? When am I ever going to be ready? Is it when you want me to be? Are you not happy with what I've shown you in the past few days? The miraculous changes that people have been dying to make in their lives for a few years and me.. i've managed to make these changes within a mere second. Wait, are you afraid of me now? Are you afraid that I might just be more powerful than what you've expected me to be? A slight laughter is heard throughout the room.. but only in the mind of Arachne. The kind of laughter that would send a chill down your spine if you ever heard it. She only rolls her eyes. She shall do nothing but obey her rules. The golden rules that were set down for Rach as a 7 year old but she was only taught to break rules, so why must she follow those? She wasn't about to be someone's puppet monkey She needed this more than anything, the ability to be independant but that just wouldn't be handed to her on a silver platter. She had to make sure she earned what she needed to be and she didn't feel that Rach was ready for this. εïArachne:So i'm stuck in this place forever? Am I not allowed to make my own changes? I care about you Rachel.. I really do.. and thats why i'm giving you this. I'm giving you the ultimate begining to your life as a victorious young lady. It's never too early to put someone through this but i'm just worried about you because you're delicate. εïArachne: Delicate. Arachne repeats out loud rolling her eyes. εïArachne: Now you think i'm a flake. Don't you think I can handle the pressure? I know what i'm getting myself into but it takes a lot more than just strength to do this kind of stuff. I'm glad you realize that. εïArachne: So what are we waiting for? Lets pack our bags and head there. We have nothing to 'pack' my dear.. you can always look foward to new things in life.. the world is yours.. take it. ... a few years later It was a dark night outside the arena of the GE headquaters. Wind blew in every direction sweeping away light weight objects along with it. While paper bags or leaves weren't swaying in the air, you could hear the sound of the wind blowing against the windows. It would be a terrible night for someone to step out of the house but people had no other choice rather than to just go about their business and those of us who could stay home just did. The coast was clear, not a single soul in sight. Except the fact that we could see this shadow of a woman walk back and forth outside the arena. She stood on the wrong side of the moon and you could tell she was female because her hair was blowing with a gust of air every now and then. A ray of light reflected on the grounds as a small door was opened up. A male figure walked out of the door and approached the woman calmly. εïThomas: You can come in now. He says in a deep voice. With the least amount of light that is available you could see his name tag. It read 'Thomas'. The woman leaned in and you could see a smile on her lips, but her face was still not fully visible. She swept the blonde hair behind her ears because they seemed to be dangling in her face. εïRachel: Thank you very much, Thomas. I shall give a good word or two for you in there. He stretched his arm out behind her and she proceeded to walk past the doors. She stoped for a minute to look to the side and you could only see a black figure due to all the bright lights surrounding her. The door is shut as she makes her way around the hallways. We still have no clue who this woman is. She wears a black tight fitting dress in the silhouette of an hour glass reaching a little below her behind. Her long legs are adorned with black gucci boots while her blonde hair drapes below her shoulders. She turns as soon as her eyes catch something. Walking towards the door, she just kicks it open and makes an enterance. A few small spiders follow her inside the room as well as an orange kneed tarantula. The door is slammed shut behind her and you hear screaming as the scene fades to black. | 
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