Chapter 1: . Chapter: The Returning (1)
Blood seeped from her skin and soul, Kyrith layed limp in her own pool of blood on the hard floor. Bruises filled Kyrith's clean skin along with stains of blood
„How does it feel bitch? This is how I felt when I heard you were going to join my family", Emily launched a kick towards Kyrith's face after those words. More blood spilled from Kyrith's mouth and nose.
Pain shot through Kyrith's body once more, she silently prayed in her mind that all this was going to end soon, but how soon? Kyrith couldn't stand the pain forever, reaching her limit every mere moment.
Emily kneeled down beside Kyrith's head,
„You know what? There was something I did admire about you", Emily grasped Kyrith's hair and held it up, „your pure-white hair, now it's as filthy as mud!". It was true, Kyrith's snow-white hair was now no different from the dirt underneath a Nobel's shoes.
„You should get your hands dirty from that thing Emily, sweetheart"
Lucas walked into the dim room, holding a gun In his hands and passed it over to Emily,
„I know honey, I just want her to be aware of herself"
After being abused and torture for quite a while, Kyrith was waiting for her life to be claimed, patiently waiting on the doorsteps of death.
Since Kyrith was going to die, she at least hoped to go to a wonderful place called heaven. Her stepsister has always told her that she would be thrown out of heaven and be accepted by hell, the thought of rotting in hell scared Kyrith more then anything.
„Any last words?" asked Emily.
Kyrith did have last words to say, a lot of them, like how she loved her sister, how she couldn't believe what evil Emily truly is and how she could wish for her to rott in hell. The problem was that Kyrith didn't have the strength left in her to reply.
Could Kyrith's pain really be that pleasing? Didn't Emily and Lucas feel a bit of guilt in them? Or are both of their hearts created by the devil it's self? Probably so, only sins echoed through Emily's mind.
Emily lowered the gun down to Kyrith's head, the gun that was about to claim her worthless life, no Emily was going to claim her worthless life and remind herself everyday moving forward.
Kyrith reached out with a quivering hand up to her sister, a hand reaching for hope, hope that her sister could still change at this point. That hope was crushed as Lucas stomped on her hand, being put back down into her place once more.
Kyrith didn't even have the strength to feel pain anymore, her whole body was a numb vessel for her soul. A soul going to be released from the ugly vessel.
„Goodbye, Kyrith"
The bullet was shot, Kyrith's life had ended. Her life was short, only made up to the age of sixteen. Life was short but it was shorter for Kyrith, is she had a chance to do it all over again, she would.
Kyrith didn't know what comes after death, was her soul going to be balanced on a scale of truth? Will her sins be counted? Or will she be booted to the deaths of hell right away? None of that happened to Kyrith.
It was empty, a dark void of nothingness surrounded Kyrith, she turned her head left and right, not a thing to be seen. Kyrith tried her best to imagine heaven, a white peaceful place filled with clouds and joy, where her real mother lies. Kyrith also tried to imagine hell, a place of fire and torture, the devils playground.
„I've been expecting you Kyrith"
Kyrith turned around, trying to find where that mysterious voice came from, was that god?
„Who are you? What do you want from me? Tho I am only a worthless soul so I can't give you anything" replied Kyrith.
„I am here to give you a choice, between life and death"
Life and death? Didn't the voice mean heaven and hell? Kyrith was already dead so there wasn't a point for life anymore.
„If you choose life, you will go back in time about two years, you would be able to fix your mistakes."The voice paused for a moment, „and if you choose death, you will enter heaven but you will live on with your guilt and shame"
So Kyrith was going to go to heaven! But she would live with her regrets and her shameful death. Being given a second chance at life was amazing, but Kyrith knew with such a option, comes with a price to pay.
„What are all the circumstances of the choice of life?" asked Kyrith.
„If you choose life, you will go back in time about two years, but you will have to take the lives of three people; your father, stepmother and stepsister before your original death date. If failed to do so, you will go to hell"
„But if I take the lives of others, it would be considered a huge sin and I would go to hell anyway!"
„In most cases yes, but if you take only those three lives, your soul would only get cleaner. The choice is yours"
The choice was Kyrith's, would she be able to take those three lives? Kyrith wouldn't mind killing Emily but her father and stepmother? Her father wasn't the greatest but at least he didn't leave Kyrith when her mother died, he still took care of her just, didn't show much affection. Kyrith's stepmother was okay, she was never mean to her but sometimes forgot she existed.
The only question that Kyrith had now was why her father and stepmother? Did they do something wrong? Something Kyrith didn't know about? Yes she didn't know what her father did for living but they were rich. They seemed like good people.
Kyrith had to choose, if she does complete the task, when she would die a proper death she could still see her mother is heaven again.
"I will choose life"
„Excellent choice"
What was going to happen now? Thought Kyrith, was she going to get teleported? How long would this process take? And most importantly, who was that voice? God?
„Kyrith"
„Kyrith, is everything alright?"
Kyrith blinked her little blue eyes, adjusting to her familiar surroundings, she was in a house, a mansion. It seemed to Kyrith that she was in a dining room.
"Kyrith, is there something wrong with your food?"
Food? Kyrith had food? She looked down at her plate, crispy chicken, potatoes and salad. It must been dinner time, Kyrith was back at home. "Everything is all right, forgive me for not responding"
"Alright, after you've finished dinner Kyrith, go finish your studies" replied her father.
Kyrith didn't eat much tho, she was drowning in the never-ending thoughts of her head. A few minutes ago she was killed by her stepsister, a few minutes ago she made the choice to choose life, now Kyrith is back at home, with the haunting memories of her future.
Kyrith still remembered the feeling of being kicked and stabbed, the feeling of being hated by your family member, the sound of her sister's cruel voice, every little detail felt real again.
Kyrith looked to the left of her, where Emily would sit to eat, Kyrith would never look at her sister the same way again. Emily was not a sister sitting beside Kyrith at the dinner table, it was a murderer only a few inches away tho it felt much closer.
Kyrith wouldn't be a murderer, she would be more like an angel of justice. To bring justice upon herself and quite possibly the voice in the void.
Kyrith finished her dinner fast, the maid took her plate and Kyrith was excused from the dinner table. Following her fathers orders, she went to the library. As Kyrith remembered, her favourite spot to study was in the library because she could reach out for any book she wanted. Kyrith did remember it was also one of her favourite spots to handout, she would always imagine there was a secret passageway behind one of the bookshelves. Her father and stepmother would always say there's no such thing and Emily would make fun of her for that.
Tho, it might seem silly, Kyrith still had a funny feeling that one exists in there. Time to time Kyrith would pulled random books and chant the words 'open says me' when no one was looking.
Kyrith found her little old study stop in the back on the library, there were German books and loss papers lying around. Kyrith picked up the book, a German book about a man that travelled all of Europe. There was no more point of the book to Kyrith, she was a sixteen-year old within a fourteen-year old body, she had already learned fluent German when she became fifteen!
Kyrith organized her papers and put the book back, since she already knew German, she could make Emily jealous. Both Emily and Kyrith had been told by their parents to learn German at the same time, about three mouths ago to be exact. To be able to speak German to their parents would be an excellent way to make Emily jealous because she won't understand everything.
Making Emily hate her was just the first step of self-justice, Kyrith needed to blind Emily with more envy and hatred then ever before. With Emily being blind, she wouldn't be able to see the plots planned by Kyrith.
Let the games begin Emily, Kyrith could play both Snow-white and the evil queen.
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