Chapter 3 Kaitlyn Desdemona

A mirror reflected a dark room with enough light leaking in from cracks in her door. The mirror also framed a young school girl in her uniform, she processed long, black, shiny hair that reached down to the back of her thighs. Her pale skin, almost snow-white, framed by her black hair made her skin stand out even more.

She licked her luscious lips and stared with her piercing blue eyes at the mirror before her. This young, fit and almost beautiful body belonged to me, Kaitlyn Desdemona. I never thought of myself as attractive, however since those guys have been contacting me on different websites, and wanting to go on webcam, I couldn't help but agree.

I had two major flaws with my body. One, I didn't have big boobs, like my sister and my mother before her. The stares my sister got off guys because of her body, it drives me insane, but at least I don't pierce myself in an attempt to look cool. Also I wasn't strong; my skill in slaying the repulsive creatures of the night was not as fine as Lora's either.

A flash of light filled the room; I stared at the digital object in my hand. The camera displayed a young innocent school girl taking a picture of herself, with her skirt raised a little too high 'accidentally' showing a bit more of her slim pale leg. Guys love the innocent school girl look, but I should take a naughtier picture, to show guys how much fun I could be.

I got on my knee and shifted my leg revealing my underpants slightly. I pull a lollipop I had placed in the pocket of my blouse and gave it a well-positioned lick as the camera flooded the room once more. With one look at the picture I was satisfied.

I gracefully picked myself off the floor and made my way over to the laptop. Instead of logging onto my 'safe' account, which I used for family and friends, I typed in an alternative one, an account that revealed a naughtier, dirtier me. I drummed my fingers against the floor, stealing a glance at the time.

Five thirty-three. A grin broke across my face, Lora was not home yet. It was a warm morning, and my instincts told me it was going to be a hot day.

I awoke to the shouts of my parents.

After getting busted for being on my laptop at six in the morning, I quickly told my parents of the study I was in the process of, because I had a terrible nightmare where I was a homeless person. They almost didn't believe me until I slipped that my dear sister was missing.

Normally I wouldn't ever dare consider throwing my sister to the wolves to save my own ass, but she did bring this upon herself. I just never suspected her waking me up with her verbal battle against my father, and with my mother backing him up. Well to put it simply, she was fucked.

As I was slipping out of my pajamas, my door opened and smacked against the wall. I need a door stopper, otherwise father is going to have to replace the wall in my room. There in the doorway stood a very angry older sister. This was going to have to be a true test of my skills.

"Will you mind your own business!" she seethed. With that she pivoted and stormed off to her bedroom.

"If it makes you feel any better, I got a lot of tracking experience because of you!"

I closed my eyes and placed my katana before me.

The repulsive beast circled me, waiting for hesitation on my account before leaping in for the kill. A beast charged forward and attempted to take a chunk out of my right leg. I gracefully hopped away before twirling around, swinging my katana at the thing's face. A clean incision marked its face and it squealed in pain. Another creature leaped at me, I dodged to the right and as it made contact with the ground, dodged another creature who attempted to take me from behind.

The beasts smacked into each other and I seized my chance. I slid under one thing's belly and stabbed the creature between the ribs, ensuring a death-blow. In not a moment's blink, I raced over to the other creature and made a slice through the creature's ribs. Then a clawed hand tore at my back, I had lost.

"That is enough training for today." My father's voice commanded. I stared in numb shock, in a real fight I would be dead. "Your weapon isn't strong enough just to cut through your opponents like your sister's can." My father spoke to me, in a patronizing voice.

"Then give me a sturdier weapon!" I challenged.

"Your strength doesn't match a weapon like a scythe, remember you aren't as strong as your sister." Then my father didn't look back as he left the training grounds, taking his fabled illusionary staff with him.

My mother looked at me with pity in her eyes.

"Don't worry, you are nimble, so use your speed to your advantage". She followed my father, exclaiming about making tea for him. I stared after them. After all the training I had done, they would not let me take my own case even though when my sister was my age she had already done her fair share of cases.

My fists tightened as I glared after them. The tune of 'Teenage Dream' by Katy Perry filled the silence. I answered the mobile without noting the caller.

"Hi Kaitlyn, it's Cody. Is Lora around? I tried ringing her phone but-" I hung up on the pathetic boy. Cody Burkett is Lora's best friend and her ex. Even though she dumped him for another guy, he didn't hate her. She could do no wrong and all I was, was her shadow.