Golden sunlight streamed into Jessica's bedroom through gaps in her curtains, gently caressing her face with its tender warmth. Jessica's eyes slowly flickered open, and she smiled at the prospect of the new day. She leapt out of bed and thrust open the curtains. She was wearing pajamas which she soon replaced with a vibrant dress, emblazoned with sunflowers.
No sooner than she had slipped the dress over her petite figure, her mother burst in through the door, screaming in a petrified frenzy. Jessica's blood ran cold as her mother exclaimed, "he's dead, he's dead, the beast killed him!" Jessica knew the beast her mother was referring to all too well. It was the same beast that had haunted her dreams for the past 15 years, ever since that fateful night where blood spilled onto the street in front of her eyes. Suddenly, the aforementioned creature tore into the room, its chilling roar echoing within Jessica's heart. It flexed its enormous muscles and in one clean swipe, it tore its razor sharp claws through Jessica's mother's neck, slicing her head clean off. Blood splattered over Jessica's dress, suffocating the sunflowers in a crimson sea of torment. The beast sneered at Jessica, the moment hanging in the air as she stood paralyzed with fear. Then as fast as it had appeared, the beast vanished, leaving only its putrid scent, a broken door, and a bloody corpse as evidence of its visit. Jessica flirted for a moment with the idea of breakfast, but her mother's decapitated head, locked in a now awkward smile soon rid her mind of such trivial thoughts. Jessica stood for exactly 12 minutes, deep in thought and shock. She knew what she must do. Jessica decided to hunt down the beast and exact her violent revenge.
The next day, Jessica's bitter plan for vengeance began to take its ghastly shape. She wolfed down a breakfast of 2 raw eggs, and looked at herself in the mirror, perfecting her best determined expression.
She was ready.
Later, after vigorous training, a series of trials, gory encounters, disembowelments and a light lunch, Jessica was ready (to take on the beast). She arrived at the beast's cavernous lair in a pent up state of rage that she was inclined to unleash against her adversary.
After traversing a plethora of pitfalls and ravines obscured in complete darkness, she found herself standing face to face with the embodiment of pure evil, with a dash of fear (the beast from earlier in the story). Her hands found the legendary blade (she had acquired earlier that day) strapped to her waist and as she unsheathed it from its shaft of truth angels sang their celestial ballad of faith from the heavens. Jessica knew in her heart in that moment, she would finally have her vengeance that she had so vehemently sought since the morning before. In a breath-taking moment of truth, she raised her blade above her head and spoke the sacred words of power, causing the sword to surge with an incandescent aurora of justice. For a brief second, the beast was blinded, but in the next its eyes adjusted, and it ripped out Jessica's throat in one fluid motion.
That night, the beast went to sleep with a full stomach.
THE END