Vows of Vengeance

the Harrington family farm had driven him to unleash a sinister plan. He co

obscured by darkness, was a professional, a merciless assassin. Mr. Smith had called upon him to execu

st," Mr. Smith hissed, his voice dripping w

of his cloak. "Consider it done. But this will be a mes

spat. "I want the Harringtons gone, and

e assassin disappeared into the night, ready to

restless feeling, a nagging sense of foreboding that had kept him awake. He stood by the w

approached the farm. In one hand, he held a canister filled with a f

engulf the farm in chaos, clearing the

ethodically through the fields of golden wheat, pouring the flammable liquid w

a voracious beast. The night sky became illuminated with an ominous glow as th

He rushed to the window, eyes widening in horror as he witnessed the terrifying sight

ce, filled with terr

the flames approaching dangerously close. The chaos outside was overwhelming. The animals were

eased the animals from their enclosures, condemning them to the burning chao

crumbling. He knelt down to be at eye level with Gwen and offered a

to leave the farm.

he clung to her father. "But what ab

herly resolve. "We'll come back for them someday,

did they know that the assassin w

r lives, the fiery monster inching closer with every passing second. The acrid smoke s

eerie silence that had marked his approach, and his eyes remained locked on t

ots pierced the chaos, each one a dreadful punctuation in the night. William stag

fire and death. Tears streamed down her face as she witnessed the brutal assault on the

plea to stay by his side. But he knew that the assassin wouldn't hesitate to harm his daughter. He spoke thro

shaken. He gently pushed his daughter away, urging her to esca

The assassin, focusing on his original mission to eliminate William, d

the night. He knew the fire would consume him, and the pain that wracked his bo

urrender to the assassin's malevolence. With the last of his strengt

ng this land. This is ours! A

ement flickered in his eyes. He raised his weapon one final time,

symbol of unwavering determination and resilience. The assassin left his l

, casting an eerie, dancing light upon his form. His spirit

s haunted her, the memory of him urging her to run etched into her heart. As the assassin departed, Gw

nce filled with life, now burned with a fierce, unrelenting fury. The animals that had

agedy that had befallen her family, but she could honor her father's sacrifice by finding safety

determination her only ally. She would carry her father's legacy with her,

o from a distance, and her heart sank as she realized the extent of the devastation. Tears welled up in her eyes as sh

uilt and sorrow, reached out to the young girl who had lost everything. Gwen, her