User:Selenium/Minette

My life before the coming of my second life is quite inconsequencial. I grew up the daughter of a Lord's maid in Lorderon. My father served with the Order of the Lion, an elite group of soldiers who worked with high ranking Paladins for special operations. One night my father came home late at night, i watched him from our dark hallway talk in hussed tones with my mother. A threat had arisen from the surrounding lands and many people had died, i heard him tell her. She wept openingly in my father's arms and asked him not to go.

Always the bravest and strongest man i've ever known he told her he would do his Duty to King and Country. He told her not to worry and reminder her how skilled he was with sword and shield. He left before dawn and i knew i had to be strong for him while he was away. I saw him only once more, but he was not my father anymore.

I awoke late 4 days later at a sound coming from outside, a sound of screams and steel meeting wet flesh. when i ran to the small window at the side of our cottage I saw fire and smoke everywhere. People were running through the streets, many covered in blood. Shadows of monsters were moving all about our town. Though i did not see them close enough to tell what they were i knew they would not stop till all were dead.

Then a pounding came to our door, from the window i could see my father had come home, but something was amiss. He stood stooped and looked to be in a daze. I ran to the door just as my mother slid the bolt back and feel into his arms. My fathers lifeless eyes gleamed in delight as his teeth sunk into my mother's neck. Blood slattered the walls of our cottage as well as my face. In shock i tried to wipe it away as my father dropped the corpse of my mother, and sprung for me.

In life he always told me to be brave, now i felt not bravery, but hatred, hatred for what had done this to him. I vowed to avenge him even as his clawed fingers tore as my face. I screamed till he torn into my ribs with his teeth. While life still seeped from me i watched him leap to his feet and move to my sister's room. I would have cried out  or try to help her but life then left me. I died on the floor a few feet from my mother, my sister soon to join me. But heaven was not waiting for me, i awoke in my coffin, powers of darkness surging through me and vengenge my soul purpose.