My words might sound off, but I do not care. I swung the cane in my hand with a big smile. A scream was heard as the old bastard fell to the ground. I kept swinging the cane until I finally saw blood. The old man lay on the ground cursing and flailing about in pain, but I did not care. I didn't stop until the old man passed out. I wiped the imaginary sweat from my brow and kindly put the cane next to the old man. "Thank you for letting me borrow this."
"Faith this…. Why did you do that?" My father seemed to still be in a state of shock, but I only shook my head. "No matter what, he would not like us. After all, unless you disowned me and sent me away, he would hate us because I am a demi human."
"This…." My father turned to my mother, who was looking at me with concern in her eyes. This was not a look of fear or anything like this but pure concern.
"Mother, Father, I know that we own all of this land around here. All the farmland is owned by us. I think it would be best to take back what is ours and start our own village. A place where hate is banned. Only those who do not mind demi humans should be allowed to farm on our lands and buy our crops. Why should we help people who secretly hate our family?" It may sound crazy coming from a five year old but this was just how it was. I did not wish for the same thing to happen as before. So this time around, I am taking care of things one step at a time.
Both my mother and father looked at me in shock. They went quiet for quite some time. It was only when my father began to speak that the silence was broken. "Your words make sense. I am not numb to those who despise our family. Those who were once friendly are now keeping a distance, and most of them have leased some of our lands. We will do this. I will send the village elder back and tell him our family will be splitting from the village and making our own village. He can only blame this on himself since these farmlands belong to our Cyrilia family. But we will need a way to keep unwanteds out."
"Don't worry I will put a barrier around the property with an inscription stone to control who can come and go. To make things easier for the merchants, I will also set up a teleport at the bottom of the cliff. If they really want to go to the lower village, they can, but they will need to travel back up the cliff. The token you can give the merchants will only allow them to activate the teleport and nothing more." I could only sneer when the villagers who hated me began to make a fuss about going hungry. Was I being ruthless? I am, so what? Why should I care if they live or die? They all treated my family so badly in the past. If they are too lazy to get off their butts and do work, then they can starve to death for all I care.
"Alright, we will do things like this…. But Faith, what about these guys?" My father turned to the men, still frozen in time.
"Just toss them someplace. They will not die in their current state, but they should not stay here stinking up the place." I replied, pursing my lips.
"Faith, release the spell you put on them." My mother commanded. I turned and looked at her and turned my head. I would not do it! Screw them!
"Let them be. Faith is right. They charged in here and tried to capture her. Why should she be kind to them?" Luckily my father understood the situation better. Without a word, my father dragged all the men and the once again screaming old man out of the house.
Although the burning gaze that was trying to dig a hole in my brain was not going away. "Faith, come with me."
I lowered my head and tucked my tail between my legs as I followed my mother into my bedroom. Atollie tactfully left, leaving me alone with her. "Who are you?"
These were not the words I was expecting. I looked up at my mother with eyes filled with surprise. "I told you from the beginning… I mean… I came out of you, so who else could I be?"
"How could a child of five years old be so ruthless!? My child would never be…."
"Mother! I am doing this for us! Our family! Do you think I like this!?" I suddenly yelled, cutting her off. "I do not wish to be looked down upon. If I have the power to protect my loved ones, I will do so no matter what I have to do! Revenge is something that comes with this world we live in. If I do not teach those bastards a lesson, what next? Will they come to our house every day? Should I follow them and be crucified!? I might be different from other children my age. I might be more mature and even scary at times, but mother, understand this, I love you and would give my life up to protect you."
Tears rolled down my cheeks. My mother looked at me with eyes filled with regret. She quickly picked me up into her arms and hugged me. "Faith… I'm sorry! Mother was just stunned by your actions today."
"It's fine, but always remember this. No matter how old I am, no matter what mental state I may be in. I will always be your daughter and act spoiled around you. If I have to do things like this again, I will do it outside of your view so you will not worry, but I can promise you this…. In this world…. No one is stronger than me." I wrapped my arms around my mother's neck, kissed her cheek, and buried my face into her shoulder. This time I would keep my mother from receiving too many shocks so she would not end up like last time. This is why I will not be so impulsive anymore and will deal with things in secret.
My mother's hug became tighter as she planted a kiss on my cheek. "I swear if you ever come home injured, I will not let you leave this house until you are old and gray!"
Hearing my mother's words, I could only smile as my tears continued rolling down my cheeks but my happiness only lasted a few moments when my butt started hurting. "Now let's talk about you swearing!? When do little girls swear!?"
"Mother, stop! It hurts!" I do not know what is with this red bottom technique but no matter what, it always hurts!
