Redhawk Caldera [m] Kamikaze

Dammit, this is one party I regret being late for!  D:

Raven watched the scene unfold before her like a macabre, twisted musical.  One minute they were enjoying breakfast together, no different than any other day, the next, she was being introduced to Junior and then out of nowhere, black death fell upon them in a blur of screams, terror, ripping flesh, cracking bone, and blood -- everywhere, blood.  A warm spurt of it splattered her in the face and she quickly backed away, staring in an unblinking, shock-like state of horror as what had been, for only a few seconds, her half-sister was torn to pieces in front of her eyes.  From her hiding place in the shadow of a scrubby little bush, she watched...and watched...

When her father literally tore Junior's head off a few seconds after it all began, the image of him standing there holding his own daughter's head over her lifeless, decapitated body burned itself permanently into her mind.  She felt her gorge rise and she immediately vomited the breakfast she'd just enjoyed moments before.  She remained hidden there, her eyes fixed with a hollow sort of fear and horror on her father, until her mother gathered her and Nightjar together with Wildfire.  Only then did she really notice the damage that had been done to her sister, but Raven could feel no concern or sadness for her.  Raven couldn't feel anything.

She closed her eyes and swallowed the bile that remained at the back of her throat, once again seeing the terrifying image of her father in the darkness behind her eyelids...