Wealth and Destruction

Krystal is a 15 year old highschooler. She has always been the top student of her class and has big goals for her future. At home she loved helping her mom around the house and watching her father work. She loved it even more when they all would go out for dinner every sunday to talk about their week.She has blonde hair, light blue eyes, pink lips, and was not a super tall girl. But one Saturday her dad had not come home. Of course it wasn't anything out of the ordinary. She was used to him working late. Krystal being the great daughter she is she decided to take her father dinner. Only to get to his office and find that he wasn't there. She then called him. No answer. She returned home to tell her mother but when she arrived at the gate of her house someone else was there and he didn't look like anyone she or her family had seen before. BANG

Hours later she wakes up with a huge headache. “Where am I?” she questions after realizing she was in a dark cold room. She looked around. “ one chair, one light. Why does it look like I'm about to be interrogated? “ she thought out loud to herself before being interrupted by a deep, mysterious voice. “You're a smart one aren't you? Good guess I don't have to explain the rules. Just answer my question and we will take you home.” She quickly froze. Was this a joke did this man know her. What would happen if she didn't know the answer. After moments of silence he looked at her and realized she was in panic. “Stop worrying just listen, where did your dad put the 30k he stole from the washington bank before he hid? I know your not dumb so dont play dumb just answer the question and your free.” She sat in silence for a few trying to figure out whos dad he was talking about. “ I’m sorry sir but my dad works in a small office and is not the type to steal. Lastly even if he would steal hes not dumb enough to let people know or get caught.”

Of course the kidnapper had not believed anything she said.he then unties her and grabs her and she yanks her arm, once, twice, nope his grip is too tight to get loose from. She begs and pleads for him to let her go but he refuses. “ Please I'm begging, I don't know anything, I just want to go home.” begs Krystal. Only her kidnapper did not care; he wanted information and answers. “ I’ll let go when you tell me where your father put the money.” says her kidnapper. By now she could tell she didn't know her father. After hours of waiting in a locked room she decided to bang on the door. “What do you want, liar.” the deep voice said, sounding truly bothered. “I want to go home and see my mom. I’m hungry and very bothered that you're trying to make me say something I don't know. Krystal is very determined to be let free. The kidnapper took a deep breath, rolled his eyes and walked off. All she could think of is will she starve to death, will she ever see her parents again, was her dad really a thief. In the distance she could smell food. “mhmhm , maybe i should become friends with my kidnapper at least I won't die alone.”

The next day was even worse. Not only was Krystal starving she was worried that she would ever see her family again. KNOCK KNOCK. Krystal turns her head to see a tall guy. He had red and white hair, was wearing a blue jean shirt with flames on the bottom. Dark brown eyes and the perfect lips. He was Krystal’s dream guy. “How old are you? What’s your name? Is my family ok? Will I ever be let free?” Krystal asked none stop. The kidnapper stopped, sighed and handed her a plate of crispy bacon and fluffy eggs. She grabbed the plate and devoured the food. “Guess you won't make it out of here anyway, why not tell you about me. You can call me Myth, I'm 16, your mother is worried but fine and she has started a search team for you and your father. Now, if we had found your father we would have him and have set you free. And for your last question your stuck with me until your dad gives me my pay.” Myth winked as he said the last sentence. Almost as if he flirted. Krystal blushed and tried to pretend like she hadn't seen the week. Of course eventually they got used to each other and eventually became close friends.

Sadly, one-day as Krystal was building up the courage to ask Myth if she could step outside she overheard him talking about her father. “What do you mean you're unsure if he’s alive? Myth whispered but in an angered tone. She couldn't hear what or who was on the other end, but just as she started to confront him he said something that brought shivers down her neck. “The mom is causing too much commotion, if he comes out of hiding he’ll be questioned and he knows we will find him. Only one choice left...she must be killed.” Myth said with a serious tone in his voice. This frustrated Krystal very much. She refused tom let her mom die because of her ignoramic father. “NO! Don't hurt her, it’ll just bring more suspicion to the family.” Krystal said before Myth hung up the phone. He looked at her and shook his head no. She knew she couldn't do much to help, she felt useless. Because of her dad her mother was going to be killed. Now even Krystal wanted her father dead by no means. She wanted answers and she was going to get them. No matter what it takes. He’s going to get what he deserves.

Months after her mothers death Krystral had been too her old house and got everything she wanted. She had also done some snooping and found hidden information the man she had once called dad left. “I know you're hurting. I'm sorry she had to go but have you found any information in all those papers?” asked Myth carefully not trying to make the topic awkward.” NO! He's blocked out all the good information, there's no text in his phone, all numbers have been deleted and the computer whipped out 100%. It's almost like he had been home.” says Krystal slowly thinking everything through. Myth stood there quietly looking over Krystal shoulder and realizing she may be on to something. “Almost as if your mom knew and wiped it out and covered for him. As if they knew you were kidnapped and got rid of all information in case you returned.” Myth says as a slight joke. Although he was joking Krystal actually agreed. She knew that her mom would do anything for her dad, and this surely didnt seem like it was her dads first time. Myth picked up an envelope that had looked like it was burnt. He opened it and paused a smirk came across his face. “Looks like he forgot to hide the contact list and the address of the get away car. Must have been trying to burn this when we killed her. As if she was the person behind it all.” Myth said putting the pieces together. Without a word Kyrstal opened her mom's laptop and went to the file that she was once banned from. As the file opened Myth and her froze. Over the years the mom was behind all of the dirty work. She hasn't deleted anything and had all the information. The dad was in a hotel under a fake name three hours away. By now Myth had sat down next to Krystal they were both shocked and confused. The only problem was were was the money. As Myth started to give up and stop caring about the money Kyrstal read out loud. “ He's taken it all, my own husband betrayed me and hid the money would we ever be able to afford to live here and does he have our daughter. I know he's going to find someone to kill me so if you're reading this find my beloved Krys and kill my husband before he kills her. He doesn't want to share the money and in all means will do anything to keep it to himself even if that means burying it and getting killed.” Frustrated Myth stood up and walked off. They had the address and all the information. Now the only problem was to get there without people noticing Krystal and before someone kills him.