This... this was too much. They were going to die, all of them. No matter what the cost - even if it meant I died, too - this family was going to be reduced to ash. I had the perfect accomplice to aid me in this.

"I didn't mean to laugh, Vivian," I said, kneeling down next to her and gently putting my hands on her shoulders. Her wounds changed everything - all my previous plans were rendered obsolete. "The truth is, I got my necklace back," I admitted, "It has been causing me strange giggling the whole while I've had it, and it just did so again. But having the necklace also means I can grant your wish, and I'm going to. I will give this house a feast of blood of the likes it has never seen before. Your family will regret everything that they've ever done to you, and we'll finally be alone."

I had looked them up shortly after being saved from my kidnapping. A clan of assassins that would kill almost anyone for the right price. Well, $20 billion was likely to be enough, even if they did have to wait a couple of years to receive their pay. That sum of money would be a small price to pay to wipe out the filth I had the misfortune of calling my family. Best of all, if the assassins did all the dirty work, the necklace should not punish me so harshly - I would be wearing it, of course, but it would only be my backup plan.