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Rated: 13+ · Fiction · Dark · #2065105
Everyone wants to be on the Wayward cheer squad. Who wouldn't want to hang with devils.
" Elves tear filled with fear guide my daughters through the night, vampires blood masked with mud show them the truest of the light."

Chapter 1 Newest Victim
"Help! Someone please help me!" "Awe poor little Mimi, you know it doesn't have to be this way. Just give us what we want." "No! I will never let you have my soul!" "Well than, Juno! Kira! Morgan! Noelle! We've got a little scaredy cat." "Aren't they all? Ha ha." "Is it my turn yet?" "Patience. Mimi, we know where you are, don't even try to hide." "Now?!" "Wait, wait, now." The bloodcurdling scream from Mimi was the last anyone would ever be able to hear from her. Her last breath one of pain, her eyes glazed with the high the girls provided. Mimi's poor soul wasn't on its way to Heaven or Hell though, it was on its way to the five girls hearts that needed life.
"You know it really is a shame." "Yes, she would've made a great addition." "Oh come on Luna, ever since Isis you've been different. We need to talk about this."
The girls were tired after their night of feeding. After all taking a life doesn't just drain you of you're humanity and sanity, it takes away your'e deepest energy in your heart. As the girls made their way home they were filled with fear, fear of the punishment awaiting them. Though Juno being the bravest one out them strutted up to the door without a care in the world. Kira and Noelle stayed in the back because they knew they would be blamed for it so they had to look the part of guilt and shame. Morgan and Luna were talking about Isis, as that was often the only thing either really wanted to talk about. It was such a terrible way Isis had to go, she didn't deserve that, than again who would deserve something so torturing, painful, and soul crushing.

Chapter 2 Punishment
Pain. Agony. Tears. All a signal of the heart being tortured. These words are measly compared to what the girls were going through. See, while they were away their father knew what they were doing, where they were going, and why they were doing it. They didn't know the pain he felt when they went out at night. It was agony waiting for your daughters to come. Nearly every night his face was stained with tears, but soon replaced with hate. No matter how much he may have cared for them, he hated them. He hated what they were, he hated what they did, he hated the fact that he was the father of something like that.
"Stop! Please, please stop!" The tears streaming down Juno's face were never ending. Kira was bleeding so much she appeared to have no clean skin left. Morgan was unconscious, the girls weren't even sure if she was still breathing. Noelle was, well Noelle was silent. Luna had the worst, she was forced to watch it all. She had to see the blood, hear the cries, and one of the newest tricks was she had to taste the blood. Their father was a cruel creature, one of the most terrible of his kind they had met, and they met some horrible humans.
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