Alyson growled and stomped her foot on the floor, making ice spikes shoot across the floor into the mother's room. A slight scream was heard and the little girl's mother's body just burst, painting the room red with her blood. She slowly walked into the living room and chuckled. "Now now Daryl. I know what your monster blood is now. The rotting, shape shifting arm, and the eyes. You are the one i am looking for." She said and grinned. "Do you think that you can really protect her?" She asked and cracked her bones a little. "I am not going to hurt her. You should have protected her mother." She said and chuckled. She leaned against the wall. "I am growing tired and whether you give her to me willingly or not, I will be leaving with her." She said and a blizzard began inside the house. "Flesh is a funny thing. It freezes and becomes stiff. It dies off once it temperature gets to a certain point.  Your fancy tricks are nothing compared to a real monster." She said and looked towards the front door. "Maybe I should take the last thing you have from your family. I always wanted a dog." She said with an evil grin. She took slow steps towards the front door. Her mark was flowing brightly. Her actions were half hers but mostly they were controlled by what the bond made her do. The mafia turned her into a killing machine.