'.`..tak...tak...tak...tak..' the isolated sound of resounding footsteps travelled through the dark, narrow hallways gradually getting louder and louder. Suddenly a light and airy, almost angelic voice broke the silence...but within the beautiful voice the angel's sadistic intentions shone like a blood moon during a starless night.

" Ca-me-llia ~," the angel sinisterly sang with a sickenly sweet tune. " Where are you?~ I know you're here somewhere...hehehehe…"

"..."

"Come out~ I won't hurt you."

"..."

" Won't you please come out? Come and join your dear family for tea."

"..."

" If you don't come out now I'll really get mad. One...two...THREE!"

'Shaa' the dull light of the moon filled room luminating the angels face. The moon's glow gently radiated off his soft subtle skin giving him the look of a deity who's just descended the heavens, his sleek, flowing hair bounced playfully with his gorgeous hazel curls. He was the very definition of perfect, except for his eerie bloodshot eyes which were casted in the shadows of his contours and the strangely strained smile which caused him to look like a crazed devil rising from hell.

Camellia who stealthily hid in the shadows held back numerous of shivers that threatened to descend upon hearing the maniacs voice. She restricted her breath and diminished her presence further in fear of being discovered, her hands and back soaked in cold sweat. The image of her bullies's final moments flashed through her eyes over and over. A severely disfigured decapitated head was skewered onto a stake with blood dripping like water from the empty eye sockets, tongueless mouth, the area where the ears should rest and through all the freshly cut wounds on the victims' face. Beside her head was another but of a male also cruelly skewered but untouched. Although unscathed, the man's face displayed the torturous humiliation and pain he suffered before liberation, as he showcased a disgusting yet horrifying expression of fear with rolled back eyes, an agape drooling mouth and transparent snot running from his clipped nose. Alongside the head were two naked, headless and badly bruised bodies that were still connected in an undescriptable intimate position, lying lifelessly in the middle of a crimson sacrificial necromancy circle. This was the angel's so called art.

As Camellia heard the tapping of footsteps slowly fading away she hurriedly dashed from her corner out the door looking for her next temporary shelter. But as her body left the empty room she felt her nose start burning as she crashed into a firm warm object. Suddenly a puff of warmness embraced her face and her body unconsciously relaxed at familiar scent of mint before stiffening. Her heart was beating so fast it sounded like a hum, her limbs were completely paralysed and hearing the unmistakable joy angel's voice fulfilled her greatest fear - " Found-you ~!"

After merely hearing his voice Camellia could feel waves of tremors threatening to overtake her body, she mercilessly dug her cat like nails into her palm just barely containing the rush of emotions. Taking a deep breath she gathered all her remaining strength and raised her leg ruthlessly kicked his family jewels before attempting to sprint off in the opposite direction, but to her horror just as she passed the man crouching in pain a hand suddenly stuck out and grabbed her ankle causing her to fall head first onto the musty carpet.

"He...hehe...ahahahaha...Camellia you're still as beautiful as before...you know that I love you...and deep in your heart you love me too."

" Stop dreaming you psycho! You killed my parents!"

" Who? Are you referring to that traitorous sl*t that left you with your bastard father? Have you forgotten what they did to you?!!" the man screamed while unraveling the bandages that hid half her face from the world, unveiling a gruesome discoloured and shrivelled face. Having her ghastly face revealed to the world brought along the countless sufferings Camellia endured. The shadow of a womens' back, a man exchanging money, a plain white lab, sharp pains from countless needles being injected into her face, the crying of children, the agonising sensation of forcing the toxins out through searing her skin….

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Camellia's eyes fluttered gently as she slowly regained her consciousness surrounded by the wretched smell of iron and a constantly dripping sound. Stiffly turning her neck she tried to get up and search for the source only to find her limbs tightly bound by a chilling material that clinked like scraping metal when she attempted to move. Suddenly Camellia started to panic as she realised she was surrounded in darkness even though her eyes were open, she wriggled and pulled on her restraints to no avail. Suddenly she felt moist hot air hit the back of her neck and ears - " Ah, my love you're awake? Do you love the present I've prepared for you?"

" Kai! What did you do to me?!? Let me go you sick bastard!"

" Ahh!" The angel panted in ecstasy, " Nngh, yes, more! Those sweet poisonous words, don't worry my love you'll be free soon...but first let me show you my present."

With those words the darkness that consumed Camellia was slowly chased away by the flickering light of numerous candles. As her eyes slowly adapted to the dim lighting her pupils constricted at the grotesque sight of three corpses in different conditions nailed onto expensive vintage chairs in between their Ulna and radius and through their pelvic bones. They were her parents…and another victim who's had his handsome figure mutilated beyond recognition, his face was deformed and his Achilles tendon severed . Kai cackled madly before calling out, " Say hello to mummy and daddy and your dear little brother-"

"JAYDEN!!! YOU MONSTER WHAT HAVE YOU DONE TO HIM!?!

" Nothing, I just 'fixed' him, he was too close...far too close to you. You are mine. MINE! No one can have you...no one…"

As the angel maddened by love mumbled and conversed with himself Camellia began silently working on her locks with a broken wire from the decaying chair. " Don't put on such a sad face my dear, look your brother isn't dead. I gave him extra attention, he was tortured over and over, I cut, hit and broke his body but he refused to give you up...I had no choice. He defied me!"

At that exact moment Camellia pulled her hands free from her shackles and raised her knee flipping the table and tipping the candle stand. She rushed over to her younger brother, though not related by blood they went through thick and thin together in the orphanage, he was more than just another person. He was her one and only family.

" Don't worry Jayden, I'll free you. We-we'll escape...its gonna be alright." Camellia assured herself and Jayden.

" L..leave...please...go…" Jayden barely whispered with his hoarse and broken voice as he grabbed onto Camellia's wrist straining it with fresh blood.

"N..No! I can't leave you!" Camellia choked through her tears, her hands tirelessly working on the locks.

"GO! NOW!...please...be free...happy…" With those final words Jayden shoved Camellia away before finally breathing his last. A wooden column collapsed in between Jayden and Camellia creating a wall fire that burnt away at Jayden's corpse. With one final glance Camellia dashed out of the room, her hand covered her mouth and eyes stinging from both the smoke and tears. Just as Camellia reached for the gate a sticky wet hand grabbed onto her wrist unwilling to let go.

"Wh..y?" Kai asked in a croaky voice.

" … You don't love me...the only person you truly love is yourself...Let. Me. Go."

"NO! You..are mine! You'll never escape - we'll perish together!"

" No..I won't." Camellia whispered in a barely audible voice as she forcible twisted her arm free with a painful crack and knife hand striked his seventh spinal cord knocking the monster out cold. As Camellia walked towards the city she watched as the mansion burned down along with her memories. As the sky began to shed its tears the howling wind carried away the grief- filled euphonious voice of a girl - "...goodbye...dear brother…"