V/K: Victim
Name: April
Age: 16
Sex: F
Characteristics: See image. A delinquent girl who avoids going home in order to escape her abusive father.
Scene: Abandoned car park at midnight.



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"Trinity Williams Barker, this is it! I'm done with your slutty ass laying around", Mr. Barker yells in frustration. His daughter Trinity lazily turns her head to face him as he enters the living room. "You gonna do somethin' about it, daddy?" she drawls. "I'm going to kill you and mount your head on the fucking wall next to my fucking Singing Trout", Mr. Barker huffs. He turns around and leaves the living room.

Trinity couldn't believe her luck. Her most intense memory was of the time dad had snuffed little Mikayla, only 10 years old at the time. He had tied her hands and legs together, before inserting his prized Remington Auto-5 up her ass. Mikayla had bawled her eyes out, begging daddy not to kill her. Trinity shivered as she recalled the image of the little girl mewling in pain, the remains of her stomach cavity blown all across the backyard. Ever since then, it had been her strongest desire to be killed by daddy.

A short while later, he returns. He has a rather elegant looking katana sheathed at his side. "Alright, little missy, we're going outside. I don't want your blood to stain my couch", he orders Trinity in a stern voice. Trinity slowly uncurls and stands up. She stretches her arms and legs, then looks up at her father with a playful smile. "I've been waiting for this moment", she sighs.
Mr. Barker just grabs her by the arm and forcefully pulls her to the backyard.

Once outside, Mr. Barker forces Trinity to her knees. He unsheathes the sword, and places the blade right by his teen daughter's neck.
The 17 year old ties up her long brunette hair into a bun, and cranes her neck forward. Her plump breasts rise and fall as she breathes shakily in anticipation. Mr. Barker sighs as his daughter moans in the most slutty way he's ever heard. He can't stand to watch this, and with a practiced swing, he slices Trinity's head from her shoulders.

Trinity's head tumbles forward in a spray of blood. Her body slumps forward, shivering and pouring blood all over the lawn. Urine trickles past her spasming fingers.
Mr. Barker leans down and picks up his daughter's head from the ground by her hair. Her eyes stare forward, her mouth slightly parted. "You sure took this better than your little sister, she wouldn't stop crying and begging" he grudgingly admits to the decapitated head.