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As we know Marissa and Annika where fucked from birth since Svetlana and Alejandro had to be their parents.
MARISSA CENTRAL LORE AYYAA
CRACK.
Annika fell back as the impact of the huge chunk of wood made contact with her head. And blood spilled out uncontrollably. Marissa smiled as Annika fell to the ground, giving Marissa one last glare before her eyes shut, passing out. If police weren't nearby, she would have cried tears of joy. She tosses the wood on Annika's lap, leaving even more damage as she began to see what the fuck was happening to Alejandro..
Marissa turned around the corner, getting away from her pathetic sister whom laid bloody and bruised on the concrete only a few steps away. Marissa, or well, Anneliese at this time, was just happy as fuck that Annika was out of the way. She could live freely, breathe freely without that bitch getting in the way of her plans and glory. Sure it came at a cost, Henry's probably dead, along with Svetlana, and maybe Alejandro.. based on all the sirens and police men around. Yet all wins come with something negative, and in all honesty it was just collateral damage in Anneliese's opinion. All she had to do, was be faster, smarter, and better than the police. Stay out of their way, like she was taught to do. Like she did almost every day, every sickening day of Svetlana and Alejandro awful demands. Currently she could hear the police with their megaphone, telling Alejandro his time was over and he must surrender now or be killed on the spot. She knew her dad, if he even deserves to be called that. He would never go down without a fight, even if he knew he would lose. For he was a fucking dumbass in Anneliese's opinion... He acted on impulse and that just furthermore explodied his weaknesses. And clearly, this time was like no other as moments later she heard gun shots, she peeked around the corner to see Alejandro shot in the chest, on the ground. Though unfortunately he was definitely still alive, but the glory of seeing him powerless on his knees made Anneliese want to remember this moment forever, to watch for as long as she could. Unfortunately, that time was short lived as she heard footsteps nearby, probably going to look for her and Annika. There was no goddam way she was going to be caught by a pathetic cop, so she slipped away into the shadows and began to climb a ladder, ending up out of sight ontop of some building. She looked over the edge, watching the police panic about Annikas seemingly lifeless body, and all Anneliese could hope was she did the job. Annika was dead, and they'd never have to meet again unless it was in fucking hell. Infact, Marissa hoped she could chuck a brick down at the police to maybe kill them too. It brought her joy, a joy she couldn't express when she was able to harm people and bring them to their weakest form.. and she realized, that was a feeling she'd most likely crave for the rest of her life, to feel power, to be in control. Either way, she could ponder on this later. She stood up, crouching around as she began to jump off the roof she currently was on to another. She had to stay hidden from the police, and for a good week or so she did quite well. Staying in the shadows, searching in garbage cans for food, not letting anyone see her.. and if they did it wouldn't end well for them. Unfortunately for Anneliese...police had technology she couldn't outsmart, and on the 8th night of her hiding, she was found. When she tried running, she got tackled. Yes. Tackled, a 11 year old was tackled by a police officer, and she swore she heard her bones break as she hit the pavement. What a heavy fucker. Of course she struggled under the man's grasp, trying to get free and fight back in some way but all she managed to do was throw out some German insults and give him a knee to the face. It was clear he wasn't going to let go, Anneliese was caught.. just like Alejandro. She frowned, and refused to say anything when she was taken into the police car and eventually questioned. It's sickening how the police only really cared for her to find her parents. Yet she said no word, sure she hated Svetlana and Alejandro. But you know who she hates more? Cops. They're nothing but excuse for human beings that deserve to be taken off the planet in her opinion... As they finally had enough of questioning a kid who clearly wasn't going to open up, they threw her in a random room. A room she didn't care to look around in, she just wanted out.. or to know what they where going to do with her. She tip toed to the doorway, listening to what they where saying. (FOR THE SAKE OF MY SANITY, ITS 100% IN GERMAN TRUST..) " CPS will have to come and get her, have they been contacted? " The first man asked, and Annelise could tell this man sounded familar... must be the fat fucker that broke her ribs.. " Yes, I contacted them as soon as we got information on Henry.. so I just notified them about the girl. We either have Annika or Anneliese.. according to the boy their identical, so we may never know. " He stated, with a weird accent that made Anneliese think he was probably American. Either way, what the hell was CPS? And they had Henry? He was switching? That little shit.. either way she had no real time to ponder on that as footsteps approached almost immediately. She rushed back to the old rusty bed in the room, and looked at the floor. She decided, she would act all upset and hurt, because who would question and innocent traumatized 11 year old? Absolutely nobody. As the person entered, Anneliese put her best upset face on, and it clearly worked. She saw the person's face light up with guilt, how pathetic. It just made Anneliese want to throw up, so vulnerable.. " W-who are you? I.. I want my parents. " She croaked out, and to play into the act she quite literally made herself cry. A talent she got good at over time.. The person stood there, as if unsure how to deal with her breakdown. It was hilarious to Annelise but alas she couldn't just start laughing.. she had to be convincing. Finally, the loser spoke, " I know, but you can't see them anymore. They're not good people, sweetie, but according to the.. higher ups, they have a perfect home for you to stay in. " They spoke in a soft kind voice, that would be calming to the normal 11 year old.. instead, Anneliese just wanted to shoot them in the head and get on with her day. " higher ups?.. " She asked, hoping to get some information out of this completely meaningless conversation.. The man, nodded. " Yes, CPS dear, stands for child protective services. Your case.. your family is awful, so they've decided to take action in putting you in a better family immediately. So far, from what I've heard, you'll be staying with [REDACTED].. he's a wonderful man. " That made Annelise sit up straighter, she was getting moved? Put into another family? Interesting. Well, she had her plan, she'd just manipulative and use the hell out of him, before escaping to go live her own life on her own accords. With no one to tell her how to act or what to do.. every child's dream, especially for a child like Annelise who craves control over ever single thing. Either way she just nodded at the others words, and clearly that was the right answer because they left the room. Finally! Annelise could sit alone in this room with her thoughts, thinking about her awful plans.. though her thinking only last for an hour or two (not long enough in her opinion) before the same fatass police officer came to find her. " ..common, it's time you meet your new guardian. He's very excited. " They stated, voice soft yet in a less convincing way. Anneliese had to hold back tackling the man, she just nodded and got up. Following the police man to the car. As Anneliese gently opened the car door, she saw the cop get in as well. " What if I don't like them. " She finally asked, shifting in the uncomfortable seating of the car. " I don't think that matters, as long as they passed the inspection and treat you well... that's all CPS cares for. " They stated calmly, waiting for Anneliese to buckle up as he did the same, starting the car. What the fuck was the seat belt even for? Anneliese had never been in a car before now.. so she just copied what the cop did. Hoping to get away from them in general.. " Wouldn't you care, sir? " She pondered, curious if these police men actually had a heart. Clearly CPS didn't, but as stated before, Annelise could care less. She just needed a place to get food, clothes, and then dip without an explanation. " No. I don't. It's not in my pay check. And it's Derek. " He said calmly, grip tightening on the steering wheel as he began the drive. " Clearly your parents should have just named you dick. " She muttered under her breathe, now, she wasn't exactly looking for pity, but she knew a fucked up person when she saw one.. Usually, from what she saw, people pitied kids to no extent. Apparently though, this guy wasn't the same.. She couldn't wait till she was older. She'd find this exact same cop and make sure he'd never breathe again! A wonderful plan, yes, and she'd make sure to document ever moment of it, have him die slowly and successfully. She smiled as her plan came out into mind.. though it quickly faded as they pulled into a driveway. The house was normal, standard. Nothing too fancy, but clearly well taken care of. For Anneliese? This place was almost the same as a mansion.. especially if it had working lights and water? Shit, this person might as well be rich. Maybe she could steal some money along with food and clothes.. The car came to a slow, final stop and the cop just turned to look at her. Signaling her to get out.. She looked at him, and just stared as she successfully closed the door. Klaus just looked down at her with cold eyes, completely opposite from how he was just moments ago. He grabbed her wrist, and then forcing her to look up. " I wouldn't fight back if I where you. It'll make this all just so much worse! " He shrugged with a chuckle that made Annelise wish she had a fucking gun. Before she knew it, he put hand cuffs on her and put them up against the boilers.. which where radiating with heat. " I dont.. wanna be in here. " She mumbled, her voice cracking. Anneliese struggled to try to get free off the cuffs, but obviously it wasn't working. " That's unfortunate. If you behave, I might come get you soon. I see we have a lot of work to do before your in shape.. disappointing. " He hissed, slamming the door shut. Leaving Annelise stuck on the floor, against the boiler with her hand stuck up. Her gaze looked down at the floor, and before she knew it, she was crying. Her life went from bad, to worse.
Ahem part 2..
Her gaze just stayed on the floor, and she was still crying. She didn't even bother to stay quiet as she doubted Klaus would even give two shits, but that was wrong. Moments later the horrid man had opened the door with a sour look on his face. " This is so disappointing, really. I thought you'd be a bit more compliant, yknow.." He shrugged and walked up to her, before aggressively grabbing her face. She bit her lip, forcing down an insult since she knew that wouldn't help at all. " Open wide, alright? " He smiled, and she closed her eyes, keeping her mouth closed. Clearly that wasn't the correct answer, he gripped her face tighter and moved to her neck, putting his hand around it. " I said open, love. " He hissed, before gripping her neck as well, so aggressively it got hard to breathe. She finally opened her mouth only to be met with.. Kitty litter in her mouth. " Eat it up! " He let go of her neck, but kept the grip on her face. Her eyes stung from holding back the tears, and she just deadass stared at him.. This process continued on, with her disobeying and the man forcing her to do unspeakable things. Consume kitty litter, chew on metal till her mouth bled, but here was the catch. It was only when she acted a way he found improper, or didn't listen to him completely. Anneliese was stubborn, but after the first year she learned it was easier just to comply and listen to the oldman and his orders. Klaus of course was extremely pleased that she finally got the message! That meant he could begin his goal. Now, what is this goal exactly you might ask? He's a messed up man, another one just doing awful shit for his own pleasure and for the hope of money. His plan was to turn her into a physcotic killing machine, to break her until she would be frowned upon in the real world. Unfortunately, he exceeded extremely well by the time Anneliese was around 15, she had lost most of what people would call humanity. She already was a fucked up kid, but those four years of pure torture, learning how she was supposed to act in his eyes, tactics, punishments. She was 15 now, getting more freedoms as the day went by, as Klaus doubted she would fight back. He was excited for this moment, to finally put her out on the field. He had MANY jobs that required a younger person to go sneak in, and kill some target. Sure, teaching her and trusting her with guns and knifes took a good year or two, but here there where! She only tried to shoot him twice after all. Anneliese succeeded once, which cause her to be shot in the hands, and back into that stupid boiler room. Either way, it was time. Time she was taken off of these chains, time for her to do what she was made to do. Be a physcotic killing machine, and for the most part it went well. Minus for the part, Annelise of course was planning something while she continued to gained Klaus trust. She wanted nothing more than to see him gutted out on a wall, and to be free from this horrid place.. So one day, when getting sent on another 'mission' as some may call it, instead of going right to the target.. She walked outside the house and went out of sight, staying hidden as she found a window she could sneak into. She knew all the ins and outs of the house now, and the schedule. At approximately 1:15 PM Klaus would always go make lunch in the kitchen, and his direct attention was ON making the food. After sneaking in through the guest bedroom. Window, she tiptoed in to the kitchen, where surely he was making food. How she wasn't caught, was beyond explanation but she wasn't going to question it for long. She slowly raised the gun, and shot him in the chest about four times. Watching the blood scatter on her, the walls, and the floor before he hit the ground with a thud. His eyes still open but his breathing extremely slowed. He tried to utter out a word, but instead spat out blood all over. Anneliese smiled, and walked over, looking down at the now pathetic man. Nothing but anger clouded her vision and actions as she grabbed some kitchen utensils, and cat litter. " Lets see how easy it is to gut you out. " She shrugged with a sly grin before kneeling down, forcing his mouth open the same way he did to her for all those years. She forced as much in his mouth as she could, before he started choking violently. Of course she didn't bother to help, she just grabbed the kitchen knife and threw it right at his shoulder, stabbing him successfully. She then grabbed a fork, and squatting down dragged it against his arm multiple times, leaving his skin fucked up. As If that wasn't enough, she held the bloody fork tight in her hand, lifting up his shirt and ingraving words on his chest. 'ANNELIESE.' Was all she wrote before tossing the fork on the now lifeless form of what used to be a cruel man. She stood up, and scoffed at his pathetic form, how the tables turned. She was nothing but proud of herself.. Annelise kicked his lifeless body a few times, before thinking of how she'd stage her own death. For this plan to work, for her to get away with this murder, Annelise had to be forever dead. Forever forgotten, never to be seen in the public eye. She snuck upstairs, and got an amazing idea. She began to drag Klaus up the stairs, which proved to be difficult as he was a fucking fatass. Either way, she made it upstairs before tossing his body at the window once or twice, till the glass cracked and he fell down. Hitting the pavement bellow with a thud. She looked down, before nodding at herself. All she had to do now was prepare the house to be burned down, and her past self as well. She walked into the bathroom, grabbing scissors from his bedroom and cutting her hair to hopefully leave some DNA behind so they'd be convinced she'd die with the place. Would this really work? She was unsure, all she could do was hope. She threw the scissors in the sink, before walking back downstairs and pulling out the oven. Her idea, was to start an electrical fire, so that's what she did. She waited for it to start, before taking off her bloody clothes and throwing them in the fire. She proceeded to put on some clean ones, ones Klaus himself had wore at one point. She watched the fire get bigger, and had one last detail to finish up. She walked outside, throwing him through another window, and then stepping through the same window... dragging his body right next to the fire, dead. She looked at her arms, her hands, stained with that red that only gave her a smile of satisfaction. Before the fire got too big, she grabbed a bottle of water and to her best ability washed her hands before rushing out of the house. Out of a place she never thought she'd be free from, to freedom. Unfortunately for Anneleise-- the trauma, the torture she endured, would forever leave a mark. Both physically and mentally, but at least that fucked up man was dead. That fatass cop for years ago.. Dick? No. Derek, Derek would be the next to go for ever letting her be with that horrible man. Though, she assumed she probably would need to change her name, and her appearance to her best ability. Good thing Anneleise thinks ahead! She stole his wallet off the table earlier, so using the money she had she went to an old, rundown store with little to no security. She bought green hair dye, bleach, whatever she really thought she needed before she began to dye her hair. Her name? For legal reasons, she'd change eventually.. She just needed to get out of Germany, and start her new life... but what name should she go under? She looked around the signs nearby, hoping to find some inspiration. 'CONTACT MARISSA GREEN FOR ENSURANCE.' Anneleise squinted at the sign, the writing, before deciding Marissa had a nice ring to it.. all she had to do was figure out a good last name, and she was set for her journey to continue forwards.