Written by **EYRAM**
DISCALIMER: YOU READ THIS CHAPTER ON YOUR OWN ACCORD, AND AT YOUR OWN RISK.
That day, when she went back inside the house it was late and she literally had nothing to put up for sale the next day, plus she was already thinking about moving into her own place, with the shadiness of the entire mansion, the fear of the huge tax rates and the last thing on her list being going to jail she needed to sort herself out and set a foothold for herself what that meant was work, work and more work.
And hence she decided to get a head start on it that night since Dhampirs did not need sleep she could take advantage of it, She ordered all the raw materials required with every penny she made that day, and spent the whole night doing the same process over and over, then she went to the very place she was at the other day early in the morning and while waiting for customers she made more.
But then surprisingly, a customer approached her as soon as she was ready to continue, and it was dawn at the time, she wore a black cap, a pair of sunglasses, a mask a black t-shirt, black pants and black kicks.
Overall, it looked quite suspicious and worthy of attention, but Serena was booked and not making noteworthy observation she sold one to the woman, but then after the trade was over, almost instantaneously police cars, sirens wailing stopped right in front of her.
At first, she dismissed it as a permit issue, then wanted to bring the proof of the location being private property signed to her father, but as soon as they came to her, they said
"You are under arrest for repeated assault, prison breakouts and a copyright violation"
"Wait, what copyright violation"
"By selling, the Raven's newest invention, the micro-chip you are violating copyright law"
"I made this chip by myself and nothing the Raven's make sells for 10$ per unit." Then the officer took out a copy of the copyright, for her product, and it was registered under Caspian's name, to his company. Quickly connecting the dots, she realized that woman who bout a chip from her during these odd hours must have taken a copy to replicate it, how she wished she got a patent copyright before allowing this invention to trend.
She was taken to an actual prison as a holding cell this time, and was dared to escape, the police were confident in keeping her constrained this time and she had no evidence against his ploy, moreover she could not say much to defend herself and had no money to negotiate a fine.
And the last thing she could hold on to, the multiple units she made were all in the store which was probably ransacked by now, then at that moment there was only one thing she could use to back up her claim, and that was her notebook, the one she outlined the plan, but that notebook was also filled with a large amount of personal information she would rather not disclose, but at that moment that was the last of her worries, and there was Heather.
She was just tired, it was all getting to her, the pain from it all was just too much to handle, and she was clueless on how to cope with it, always thinking of how to get out of trouble uncover things and the whole reporter thing, ruined future, her useless grades she worked so hard for, the disparity in how she used to be treated and how it was now, it was all exhausting.
That was the last thing that went through her mind, and the next time she woke up she was connected to several machines and IV drips, she tried to move but felt unbearable pain in different places.
She was completely lethargic and disoriented not a memory from before she passed out, but slowly her memory returned, and the first thing she thought of doing was to make a break for it, that was when nurses rushed in and started asking her questions, and she found herself too overwhelmed to answer.
But then a bit Later her stretcher was being moved, and she did not know where until she was in the Ambulance, the first thing that ran through her mind was a hospital transfer, but soon she realized she was back in the Ravensville Community Prison, for the second time and was generally at a loss for how to reciprocate.
Soon she found herself in the same room she was at last time but this time she paid extra attention to all the ways out, she was done being complacent with the law since after all was said and done, the whole system was totally rigged in every single aspect.
She scanned the walls and vents, and honestly it was much easier to navigate than the prison she was held in by Elaine.
She easily broke the door, then fixed it and locked it in a way it was practically, unopenable from the outside, then she disguised herself as a cop she beat up and sealed her mouth then kept her in the prison cell and easily got out, taking a police car, the woman used, she made her way to the Raven Company, she was going to have a proper show down with Caspian and he was completely not ready for what was coming to him.
How could he first say she did not deserve her grades then steal her invention, she was going to prove to him she was not some shy little girl he could mistreat and easily get away with it. She stopped over at the company and brought out a warrant, then as she was allowed in, she made her way to Caspian's office and when it was only both of them in the room she locked the door.
He smiled and whistled, a lewd expression painting his face as he remarked
"Whoa, why are you locking us both in an office we are all alone, and seeing that rack you're carrying I don't think I can resist for much longer" She scoffed and said,
"You'll be forced to for I cannot wait any longer" then she took off the uniform and brought out the sword, her hair eyes and runes on her skin turning yellow, then she gave her all into one big attack, not holding back a thing.
By the time Caspian could even make heads or tails of the situation the sword was in his heart, and she removed, it and during his last breath she whispered into his ear
"Now that you're dead, I have one less problem to deal with" then she threw her sword through the stained glass in the background then jumped down the story tall building and landed on her feet in an alleyway. She then stopped by a clothing shop and discreetly picked up a change of clothes she picked out carefully.
And as soon as she arrived at a well-hidden place she changed into the smart casual clothes, luckily for her, a police uniform was specially tailored to reduce the evidence they leave on crime scenes, and that was perfect for making a crime scene.
Soon she found herself on the road and made it into her house then deleted all the CCTV footage that proved she went in there then hacked into other systems to make it appear she went elsewhere.
Then she burnt all the clothes including the police women's fit and the one she stole, then settled into her bed and logged out of all her social media handles, then removed her Internet Service Provider and got another one.
Now that there was no need to make money since she was literally a criminal on the run, she decided not to waste her time on another idea for it to be stolen, and went to the woods, leaving a letter addressed to Lance, that basically told him to love himself.
First, she was going to get her father, wherever he was, starting from the battle ground she called him to that fateful full moon, she was going to gather clues, expectant of what was to be, she was going to uncover this mystery, and next she would seek her sister and ask for a good explanation for everything, find out what to do next, then after all that, she was going on a self-appointed quest to answer the mysteries that surrounded the mysterious mirror in their basement and connect all the dot's and come to a reasonable conclusion that gave every variable some sense.
She was going to find out her origin, claim her belonging and find her place in the supernatural society as not only a Dhampir but a Starweaver, whatever that was, she took an oath on the edge of a cliff more determined than ever, to finally claim what was hers, in her blood and identified her individuality.