No one's pov.

Slenda stalked in the shadows, staring at the sleeping man. Sally let her hand go and walked next to Maliki.

Maliki stared down at the sleeping man, and he felt malice build in his heart. He turned to Sally, standing at his side and looking up at him.

"What if... he tries to hurt me again papa?" She asks.

"He'll have to get through me. And I'm an immovable force." Maliki says calmly.

He wanted to eat this mans heart right out of his chest while he was alive, but Maliki knew he wasn't the one who would have to kill Johnny. It was Sally. She had to get her revenge. And Maliki her wanted to avenge herself more than he wanted to kill Johnny.

But he really wanted to fucking murder Johnny.

"P-papa... I want you to start... I want you to scare him... and then I'll scare him." Sally says holding Maliki's hand tightly.

"I'll wake him for ya." Maliki said before ripping Johnny from the bed and slamming him against the wall.

"Your sentence has been reduced." Maliki says before throwing Johnny onto the floor.

Sally stood behind her papa and watched as he began to mumble a strange repeat of words. Maliki spat a fireball at the wall. It sizzled and glowed a deep red color, and emitted heat.

Johnny looked into the darkness as the two white eyes stared at him, the light from the red hot wall not enough to properly show who was there. But Sally walked forwards and glared at Johnny.

"You... You took everything from me... my innocence... my childhood... my family... my life... but now... Now is when I take yours!" She yelled tearing up.

The room began to shake. Maliki looked around in confusion, but he knew the source of the quake.

Sally began to cry, and as she did her body left the ground, levitating. She screamed loud, echoing her voice through the whole area, extremely loud. Maliki plugged his ears but stared ahead anyways.

"I hate you! You ruined my life! You hurt me so badly! I want you dead!" Sally screamed out.

Johnny screamed in fear and began to cry as well.

"I'm sorry! Please forgive me!" He shouted.

Maliki blew another fireball at the wall, sparking the red hot burn once more.

"It's too late for that, Uncle Johnny." Sally said calmly.

"I an going to make sure you suffer for the rest of time." Sally said, slowly coming back onto the ground.

She took a step towards Johnny, and he shuffled back, trying to get away.

As she approached, he started to breathe sporadically, wheezing and coughing until... he died.

Sally watched the life fade from his eyes, and she began to cry some more.

"N-no... No... You need to suffer!" She screamed.

She sat on the ground and held her face in her hands.

"You hurt me and so I get to hurt you!" Sally yelled, bawling.

Maliki walked towards her and knelt down.

"H-hey... Sally... I have an idea." He said, pulling out one of his swords.

The side glowed a heavenly gold, the other red searing hot. The tip was flat and the sword was short.

"Would you... to make yourself feel better... like to... cut his head off?" Maliki asked.

Sally looked up at her papa and wiped her eyes.

"N-no... He's in hell... I can hear him screaming." She says standing up.

Maliki nodded and slid the sword back into his sheath.

He felt sally tugging his shirt, and so he knelt down to ask her what she needed.

"What do you need princess?" He asked with a smile.

Sally wrapped her arms around his shoulders, and kissed him on the cheek.

"Thank you papa... thank you so much... can I stay with you all? I don't wanna go. I like you and mama... and all the other pretty girls. So... can I stay?" She asks.

Maliki smiled.

"Of course. I had planned on it. Now let's get back to the car. I'm sure Slenda is eager to return home." Maliki says lifting Sally into his arms.

"That was a nice display." Slenda said opening the cell.

"Now let's get back home. It's an hour passed your bed time young lady." She joked.

"Okay mama." Sally said.

"Okay princess, let's get going." Maliki said with a smile before looking back at Johnny, pulling his cell phone out and taking a picture.

"Family memory. Taking out the trash." He said lifting up Sally.

Sally smiled and held onto Maliki as he walked back to the car, passing the dead and bloody guards and inmates who got in their way, and got to the car. Slenda looked at Maliki, how he walked, his posture and his facial expression.

Maliki needed his own revenge. Against Zalga. Slenda knew he remembered what she looked like, with lashings and blood all over her. A sight she knew he hated.

Maliki buckled Sally in her car seat and got in. Slenda nuzzled her face deep into his neck and felt his chest.

"Thank you so much my love. Thank you for helping Sally." she said looking at Maliki.

Maliki nodded.

"Of course. I would do it all again." Maliki said, starting the car.

He drove out of the parking lot and left the prison.

Slenda grabbed Maliki's right hand, the one he had resting on the chairs arm.

Maliki looked in the rear view to see Sally, her eyes closed and a smile on her face. He smiled knowing he helped her, and he felt good.