"I told her 'NO'!" A man pacing around the very dark room screamed. He then stopped in his tracks, turning around to face another person, "And yet, she still disobeys me... Tell me, woman- WHAT AM I DOING WRONG?!"

The said woman stepped out of the dark and into the light of the torch. She was wearing a beautiful black and white dress while her long, luscious blond hair was tied up in a messy bun. She was recoloring her lips with a very bright red lipstick and she pressed her lips together before answering the angered man behind her.

Putting away the lipstick in her purse, she answered, "Maybe you're being too aggressive with her, darling. Teenage girls, especially her age, are quite rebellious, right?" She raised a brow, "You used to disobey your parents all the time too, remember?"

"I can easily kill you, but I have uses for you," The man rubbed his chin with his hand as if he was thinking.

"Yeah," The woman scoffed, "This is why I had a divorce with you. You know that, right, sweetheart?" She asked and the man nodded in boredom.

"It's not very shocking news, lady."

The woman turned around to face him from afar, "Hey. I know that. After all, I was the one who broke up with you in the first place. Our daughters are incredibly annoying," She rolled her eyes, "And because I don't want to live with you, we have to raise a daughter each- how fantastic."

The man approached his former wife before saying, "Whatever. We've passed that stage, dear. Now, we can finally have our fun," He started chuckling maniacally, "Those brats have lived the high life, living beautifully, while we're here, down in the dumps-"

"Not exactly. I use our daughter's, the one that I raised, money to buy all this beauty. I don't get why you don't just take our other daughter's money."

"Because she hates me to guts," He rolled his eyes, "But I do too, so it's mutual between us," He smirked.

"I don't care. Just, uh, get everything you need ready and we'll be off," She grabbed a knife that was on a table and looked back at the man, "Our first target," She threw the knife at the man, who easily moved to the side, "Julia Chelle Nemara."

The man turned back to look at her and nodded, "Good choice."

The woman just laughed as the two exited the extremely creepy and dark room. As soon as the door closed, the picture that the knife has pierced through was revealed.

A young, beautiful teenage girl with flawless white skin. Light blonde hair that complimented her beautiful emerald green eyes. She wore a smile on her neutral makeup-looked face.

Poor little girl. She doesn't know what was coming for her soon.