Felicity's POV.

"So how did you know something was wrong. What made you come for me?" I asked Kendrick. "Lana called me while I was with my pack frantic saying you were gone without a word to anyone. She knew something was wrong because of how close you and she were becoming, she found it odd for you to just leave without a word. We discovered when we brought your 'father' in that he had sold you to the Ruler of the Rogues. I would feel your ecstacy and occasionally your pain, I was fearful that by the time we found you you would be lost to us, I'm so glad you held on; if I had lost you..." I hear his voice crack and the tension flowing off him in waves tells me how furiously distraught he is "I don't know what I would have done. I'm pretty sure I would have lost it and gone on a rampage. No one would have been safe from me, no one would have survived."

My eyebrows scrunch in confusion at his change of behaviour from when I last saw him, from when he rejected me. I slowly, without his notice draw my hand from his grasp "Why are you saying these things? You rejected me, I gave my body to another and yet you are being so kind to me. I don't understand."

He let's out a sorrowful sigh, "I was a fool. Don't you see? I know everything, all of your past, not just a small portion of it. When Lana saw you were missing she knew your father had done something so she told us everything. Please don't get angry at her. None of what happened to you was your fault. Instead of me doubting you and rejecting you I should have looked further into the situation but my first thoughts of you was the worst I could have thought possible. If I only had done that none of what you've recently gone through would have happened. I am hoping you will forgive me, not just as your mate but as a man who has done you wrong and wants to make it right. That disgusting figure of a creature that should not even remotely be called your 'father' will be taken care of. You don't have to do anything to him unless you want to, I can do it or even Warren can if you like. You never have to see his face again."

At the mention of my father I get angry "No! No one will hurt him but me...I will handle this." I feel him softly take a hold of my hand again, "Okay, it's all your choice. I will be there for you and help you if you need it. It is time to put your suffering to an end."

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Kendrick tells me that after they discovered what my father had done to me, after a little...incentive given from Kendrick they put him in the jail cells. Once I decided that I wanted to be the one to put my 'father' down like the mangy dog he is, he lead me to the cells and together we are making our way there so the torturing can be begin.

Hmm I wonder what I will do to him? Warren and I had gone out to see enough movies together, I've always liked the action films more than any other kind so I've got some ideas of what to do. We've finally made it into the jail area and I'm now standing right in front of the cell of the man who made my life miserable. Through the small window of his highly baracaded door- all of the jail cells are heavily protected so no one put in them can easily get out- I can see him pacing back and forth, anxious to get out, I notice the room is empty of all life's comforts but don't think anything of it.

Suddenly as I look it him an idea pops into my head, I remember watching a movie where a guy who is good at 'getting a message across' is contacted by a friend of his and when he sees her she's all beaten up, she tells him about how some high honcho grabbed her and beat her badly but he also raped her. She asked her friend to help her get back at the man who hurt her and so when she goes in she after her friend has made sure the 'area is clear' of any distractions, she walks in with style and with a pair of garden shears she uses it on him in a very excruciating way. That movie has just given me an idea...except I'm going to go a little further and add a few twists. I feel an evil smirk rise up and rest on my lips. He's going to wish back everything he's ever done to me, I am going to make him beg.

I turn to Kendrick "Hey before I go in I need to talk to Lana for a second, also can you ask Warren for some garden shears...oh and a shovel? Please don't ask, I just need them." He gets a confused look on his face, I can tell he wants to ask but he shakes his head and decides against it. "Uhm...okay? How long will you be?" I smile brightly at him but still with a little of the smirk left "Let's meet back here in about half an hour. I want to get started as soon as possible." We both separate in opposite directions to prepare. I lift my nose to the air and inhail deeply, I find the scent I'm looking for and follow it's trail.

I find Lana in the kitchen eating a sandwich since it's half past noon. Oddly enough I'm not hungry even though I should be. She looks up at me "Felicity you're alright!!" She quickly puts down her sandwich, wipes her hands with the napkin just to the right of her plate and gets up from her seat to engulf me in her embrace.

"I'm so glad you're okay, when I saw the men bring you in all bloodied with your bones broken a week ago I thought surly you were dead. I can't believe your father did that to you, how could that monster have sold his only daughter. I want to kill him with my bare heads for all the years he's hurt you." Midway through her murderous yet tearful speech she let go of me and stood before me, she head this dazed look on her face and began to clench and unclench her fists with a deadly look on her face.

"Woah Lana, down girl! No one is killing that monster but me...which is why I need your help. I'm wondering if I can look in your closet to borrow some clothes. He's put me down enough and forced me to become the woman I am now but that are about to change. No longer will I keep that 'slut' persona, no longer will I allow him to see me weak; I want to walk in there ready to torture and kill him with style. Will you help me?"

Lana scoffs at me with an a fronted look on her face, she pressing her hand to her chest "Hello! I am not your self-designated best friend for nothing! Of course I'll help you! Come on, let's go and see what we can arrange for you." She grabs my hand and drags me out of the room.

For fifteen minutes we both look through her well stocked walk-in closet for an outfit that looks ready to kill. Now I know you may think it's weird that I'm worrying about clothes when I'm just about to kill me own father but my whole life he has dictated how I will dress, who I will spend time with and what kind of person I will be. Today he will no longer have the control, I will, and what better way to do that then coming in looking confident and torturing him with style. I bet you haven't heard that one before! I want to give the impression of 'if looks could kill', the minute I walk in he'll know he's going to die. Especially with those garden shears in hand and shovel ready to use. An evil grin spreads along my face at that, movement catches my attention from the corner of my eye and I turn to see Lana giving me an odd look.

"What?" She let's out a breath she was holding and answers, "you just had the creepiest smile on your face I have ever seen, what were you thinking of?" I smile again but this time not so creep-like "well if you want to know I'll tell you," I lean close to her and whisper in her hear, when I lean back she whistles under her breathe, "you are one crazy chick...can I come watch? I want to see him crying in pain after what he's done to you. No matter how terrible it is!" I throw an arm around her "of course! The more the merrier! He's humiliated me enough it's time he knows how it feels."

Just as I finish saying that I turn and see the perfect outfit: charcoal-grey coloured slacks and a pristine white shirt; I think about wearing it with shoes but decide against it. I quickly put it on while I talk with Lana as she sits on the bed in her shared room with Warren. Once I'm done I stand up straight and see Lana has a broad smile on her face, "you look amazing! Wait but you need shoes to go with it!" She gets up to grab some heals but I stop her "No, leave them. This is going to be a blood bath and I wouldn't want to ruin them. I hope you don't mind but this outfit is going to get very bloody."

She waves her hand in a dismissive manner and before we leave I put my hair up in a high ponytail, I know I look ready for the job ahead of me. Together we walk to the door, we head down stairs and back to the spot where I left Kendrick. I see him waiting there with garden shears and a shovel, as promised, in hand; he has a nervous look on his face. Warren stands there with him with a similar look but it slightly relaxes as he sees Lana walking beside me.

"Okay go on in Felicity. The boys and I will be watching from behind the double sided mirror, I will make sure they don't disturb you. Remember don't let him get to you, you're the one in control now." I nod my head in answer and without another word I enter the room where my father is now chained to a seat left in the middle of the room. I guess Kendrick had him readied for me. Now...let the fun begin.

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Okay here it is! I hope this chapter is okay! It's a nice big long one too! Just so you know the movie she is thinking about it actually a real one. So the credit for this idea goes to the creators of the script! I'm just going to take it to another level. The next chapter will be kind of gross so prepare yourselves!

Also I'm going camping for a few days so the next update will be next week. I know I said I'd update yesterday but again... I got distracted. Here it is now! I can't leave you all hanging.

-Viorra