The man leaned forward, brushing some of her black her out of her face. Sam flinched slightly, not exactly liking this man who claimed to be her father. But when his hand grabbed her collar, dragging her forward. "Now listen to daddy. You will go out there, and stab every single one of those half blooded traitors." He shoved a silver knife into a sheath on her waistband and a small booklet of pictures. She looked down at the booklet, recognizing the blonde boy with glowing blue eyes, a brown haired boy, two girls with firey red hair, one which she had seen in the room earlier. But one picture chilled her to the bone; it was a picture of two girls, obviously mother and daughter, but the little girl barely looked 6... She looked at it, but walked out the doors anyway, compelled to obey.
