Third person's POV:

"Momma, momma. Daddy told me today he will take us to park. We will take many photos. yay." The six years old boy squealed in excitement to his mother.

"Yes. Before this, finish your meal like a good boy. Don't waste food, eat them neatly." His father said, eating beside him.

"Momma. I won't eat bean. Gimme chicken." The baby boy shook his head side by side.

"No baby. To get tall, strong and intelligent, you must eat them. You won't be able to protect your momma from bad people if you don't eat these. Don't you want to protect your momma? Eat them. Now open your mouth, do aaaah." His mother feed him another spoonful of vegetables.

"I will be strong and protect you momma." The boy ate and smiled.

They ate and then the small happy family went to visit nearby park holding hand of their baby boy. The boy was giggling and jumping in excitement.

It was Sunday afternoon. Many couple came too in the park with their children. Many people came to jog or give their dogs a walk. It was a lively environment. Children were playing and running.

They bought him cotton candy and balloons. The boy was really happy.

"It's really sweet mommy. Eat." He smiled eating his candy and fed her mother a little. The mother smiled at him in contentment.

The mother took many photos of them. She requested a young lady to capture a picture of them.

The lady captured and she thanked her.

"Daddy. I want to get on that." The little boy exitedly pointed his finger towards the swing.

"Okay. Let's get you on that." Father got his son on the swing and was swaying the swing carefully. The boy was giggiling.

"Hey, say cheese." The mother told them and captured a smiling picture of son and father.

"It turns out so good. I will print this one." She muttered herself .

Suddenly the robustious ambience faded with sound of multiple gun shots. Every body in the park was running to and in the fear of their lives.

This couple also got very scared, couldn't understand what to do. They decided to leave the park as early as possible taking their child. The little boy clutched his father's shirt in fear.

"Daddy. I am scared.What's is happening?" The little boy timidly asked.

"Nothing. You don't get scared, my big brave boy. We will get out of here." The father assured his son.

"Let's go honey, quickly." He said picking up his little son and held hand of her wife. Her wife held onto him tightly.

Suddenly A man came towards them holding a gun. Ten to twelve man were standing behind him. They were also holding guns. The woman gasped in surprise and horror.

"You?" She uttered in surprise and fear.

"Yeah, Jovanna. I am glad still you remember me. You look beautiful as always." The man smirked at her evilly.

She released her hand from her husband and whispered, "Aaron, run with Adam." She pushed him and urged him to run quickly.

But the man shot directly at her husband. She screamed in unadulterated fear. Her eyes widened so much that it looked like it would pop out of sockets. She couldn't believe what was happening. She couldn't believe love of his life, her husband was dying, in front of her very eyes and she couldn't do anything, couldn't save him.

After the father fell on his knees and got his son down.

The small boy was crying watching her father being shot.

"Daddy, Daddy? What happened?" the boy kept crying.

"Take Adam and run, Jovanna. Don't wait for me. I love you." Her husband said clutching his bullet pierced bloody chest, before taking his breathe and his body fell on the grass.

The lady ran to take her little boy. She tried to run with her little boy but couldn't. The man with gun grabbed a fistful of her hair and pulled her out of the park ignoring all her screams, crying, pleas, protests.

People and children were running for their lives at the unexpected rise of uproar and attack.

The man stopped before a big black car and forcefully shoved the lady with her little boy inside and closed the door. Then he got inside and the car was driven away.

Adam got up from his sleep and sat on the bed. Sweat beads were formed in his face.

He had been a strong man. Mentally and physically. It had been long singe he forgot how to feel sad, sorry. All he felt now were anger, hatred, need of extract vengeance.

It was very unnatural for him to get this nightmare even after more than a decade.

He got out of his bed and lit a cigar. He inhaled it and suddenly he remembered about Fiona. He began to think all, from how he got to met her to how today he behaved with her. He couldn't ignore the thought of Fiona's body. She was fucking sexy and irrestistably gorgeous. All types of thoughts about Fiona, good or bad, encased him suddenly.

He felt restless and angry. The girl was nothing but a pawn to him. A big pawn of revenge. He took her to destroy her. To avenge her mother. He wasn't supposed to feel this way. Why did she appear in his head.

Everything was going as planned in breaking her and extracting his revenge. Why did her tears make him think twice about his deeds? Why did it try to rekindle his humanity which he buried a long ago just to save himself from humans.

I am nothing but a monster and I will stay that way. That's how I can avenge them.

He thought and took a deep breath. He had always strong control over his emotion. No body ever saw his any emotion except anger.

He would remain this way. He decided to visit Fiona.

He went to her room and saw her sleeping turning on left side. She wore a thin fabrics for her injured body. Her belt marks were still visible and still was red. Some parts of her body were still bluish and red from his previous hits.

Suddenly seeing Fiona's marks Adam's sadistic mind smirked in satisfaction. It's okay for now, thinking he got out of her room to plan for tomorrow.

What to do to break her even more?

Thinking, suddenly he stopped walking. A fantastic idea has came to his mind. This would scar her body and mind forever. It would haunt her even she goes to hell.

"Hello Joseph, I said previously that I am not coming to your party. But I changed my mind. You make every arrangement for fun. Don't get my valuable time go wasted otherwise there will be consequences for you too." He threatened someone over the telephone, sitting on a chair.

Adam got up from his chair and opened his safe entering passwords. He took out a knife. His most favorite weapon was this knife. It was a very sharp knife with royal engravings.

"It's time to use you for what you do best." He smirked tracing his finger over the hilt of the knife.

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