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=AS A WARNING TO THOSE READING PLEASE DO NOT READ IF YOU DONT LIKE GORY DESCRIPTIONS...THEY ARE NOT BAD (to me) BUT I WILL SAY THAT I DONT WANT ANYONE TO THINK I AM TRYING TO BE DISTURBING OR ANYTHING. I ALSO DONT USE THIS AS WHAT I WOULD DO TO ANOTHER PERSON IT IS JUST A STORY. IT WAS THE FIRST STORY THAT WOULD ACTUALLY KEEP ME WRITING...!=

On a warm summer day, the wind rushes bringing the roaming aroma of flowers around me. I sit in the cool grass on a little hill with my knee length white blonde hair blowing around me. I watch as the sun goes down. In this small town it is as if everything is right. I live in a town in the middle of nowhere in an apartment alone, but I work at home when I wasn’t in school. High school. Great, reliving the life wasn’t this boring and lonely before. This place is so much different, but then again I am different from when I was here before. I remember the day I died. The pain of the beating was extreme, but when I died all it could be for me was relief. I have silver wings that shine like rainbows in certain movements I made. After a while up there I couldn’t cheer because I missed the human world as strange as that sounds. I paid dearly for basically begging to be among humans but its ok for now. The humans can see me but don’t talk to me. My appearance alone makes them reject me, but that wasn’t any different from when I was human myself. I have pale white skin and I basically make sure the dark makeup is dark maybe not as it was intended but who cares. The black eyeliner that made that dark ring around my eyes, the black eye shadow to highlight the eyeliner, and earrings up each ear. What freaked most people out was the pure white eyes with a red ring around them. I am alone by choice, and kind of not by choice. I try to help others by choice. Dead by 19 by force…what kind of life is it? I may have been murdered but I can’t stand to see living things killed. I was told that the more I live in the human life, the more I would start to hate humans. I didn’t believe that. There was some good in everybody in some way. I sit there a while the wind rustles every feather on my wings.

I head back into town watching the boy I am a guardian to. To me he was gorgeous, but that apparently is just considered eye candy meaning I can’t ever be with him. He has long wavy hair to his shoulder blades. Natural onyx hair with many strips of blonde through it, but it’s fading. He has the most hypnotic eyes I have ever seen. The bright eyes that could make you want to watch forever. He had the dark eyelashes that rimmed those eyes perfectly. The three hoops going up each ear and the eyebrow piercings made it more attractive. Not that it matters his personality hit it out completely. He was kind and quiet by good fault. It was easier to make friends when they are the anti-social crowd. As if I could even try. They try to stay away from me because they probably think I would murder them. I went to the school he went to and he is 17 and I will never change from being 19. The only way I was allowed around him was to watch over him. I chose to be alone, but that was the same as my human life. The wind blew and made my hair rustle in the air but I smelt his sweet intoxicating blood that made it so hard to resist. I have to endure a class with him…Its going to be a longer day than I wanted. The punishment I received for coming back was I was given sharp fangs, and I have been holding it off so I didn’t have to take another animal’s life. I usually push my limit anyway so it really didn’t matter but his blood kept lingering on my tongue. So last minute I decided to change plans and skip school. Instead I went to a hair salon to change my appearance. Strangely, I was actually looking forward to it.

I got to the salon and decided to get blood red strips down my long white hair and on the tips and black mixed with the red. At least my longer bangs hid most of my eyes but sadly people still noticed especially if they get too close. They still will be scared and I knew it. Even without seeing the eyes…my appearance alone. I paid the girl who did my hair who was practically cowering in the corner, and gave her a tip of about $100. It didn’t matter how much it was I didn’t give a crap about the money. As I walked down the sidewalk my metal lined black clothing feeling heavier each step. My floor length coat floated behind me and now I realized I looked like death in broad daylight. Technically I was the walking dead so it didn’t matter. The chains, zippers and straps sparkled in the light and I just kept walking. All I could think of was Mychaelyah. That was his name and he was all I could think about. I am a new student so I sat at the back of the classes. If they really knew I came here a few years back they would never believe it.

The next day I sat in his class, and I notice he moves his head slightly and his hair moves like water. I quietly sit there idly just doodling on my book. I hear his chair scrape against the floor but I don’t even bother looking up. I pulled out my dark framed glasses to hide my eyes. It isn’t like he would know what I am but I still took that precaution. Even if I am upset I wait till I am alone, because instead of tears I cry blood. I feel his eyes watching me intently and that’s the only thing I hate about humans is they stare but can’t even hide it. As long as I don’t fall for a human I will be fine. Well humans would be fine then too.

Unexpectedly he sits by me and I just hide behind a curtain of my hair. I don’t want him to start talking or noticing me now because I know the circumstances and it won’t change.

“Hello, I am Mychaelyah.” He said in a calm but generic arrogant voice.

“I don’t need to be told that, I have known your name since the first day I came here.” I say in a cold whisper.

“So I would be wrong to ask yours?” He asked in more of a surprised voice.

I rolled my eyes to myself and smirked. “Alhyzziah.”

“Right I have seen you in my classes. Strange name for a strange person. Yet different in a good way.”

“Thanks but I can honestly say talking about strange names and people how about you look at yourself and then tell me about it.” I snap as I go back to drawing the design on my book.

He definitely dropped the nice ways and wouldn’t talk the entire time. Instead near the end he slipped a small piece of paper to me. It had his number on it. Curses it to all the gods, I give him mine and toss his in the trash can before I leave. I walked down the hallway knowing my scars were visible no matter what I did. I forgot about them till more students went by me with wide eyed stares.

The night of my death seemed more and more surreal. It didn’t seem real but it was. That day started out like any other day lonely and boring. I came home to find a “friend” of mine but ended up being blindfolded and handcuffed to a stone wall. The more I fought against the restraints the more pain went through my body. It was like a nightmare that never went away but when I woke up I realized I was dead. My body may have looked like freshly healed wounds but I still felt the pain knowing it was just yesterday I was alive, and in a flash I am dead. Now I have scars covering my skin. A thick one that crossed over my neck, scars that looked like claw marks down my face and over my mouth and it then wraps around my neck to layer into the other on my neck. It sort of reminds you of the wolf attacks where they have scars on their face in the end only covers more of your face and it’s just puckered skin everyone can see. They aren’t the only scars on my body. They cover me from head to toe. It kind of creeps people out but if they seen all of me it would be worse. People don’t recognize me which is good. Somehow Mychaelyah made it disappear. It was like he was the only one that mattered.

Being at school as a new student was different but still the same problems, same drama, and same hate towards me. It was worse because all I could be…no…all I would be was an outcast who couldn’t fit in. I knew better than to try to fit in. I got to my next class and he was there of course.

“You are so quiet for a girl.” He said softly and I couldn’t feel his eyes on me.

“Yeah it’s better to be quiet, and anyway I have to be.” I absentmindedly said.

“So if you have to be so quiet here then why not talk to me openly on a date tonight?” He asked swiftly. Curses, he was really good.

“Uhhh, I don’t know about that.” That was all that would come out of my mouth.

“Please, we can do anything your heart chooses.” He said in more of a pleading tone. I sighed I hated that tone people use but it made me feel more bad.

“Sure, I guess so.”

“Ok well I will see you at 8 then, and I know where you live.”

“How in heck do you know where I live?” My voice cracked out of its composure and I knew it had.

“I honestly followed you after school the one day.” He spoke with true honesty in his voice. I didn’t know how he got away with it I could always feel his eyes on me and I apparently didn’t then. How strange this boy was.

After the class my day went by smoothly I guess and got home so I could get ready for my “date” as he referred to it. I changed so many times I was surprised my skin was not ready to peel off but I ended up wearing a long black dress with beads all over it forming into a spider web and the spider rested in silver beads on my knee. The sleeves were long but that’s because of the scars covering my arms. You could still see some of them going down my hands but not much. I sat in the candlelight in my apartment and drank blood I had stored in there. If he ever realized that i dont even know how to act human it could ruin my life here. Curse all the bad things to hades and the fact if the elders found out about this. My mind was racing by the time it was a half an hour before he was supposed to show. I put my makeup on and sadly realized he was going to notice the fangs. Curse the gods for making me a hybrid that I didn’t even know what I was. I hoped he wasn’t so smart that he could figure out I wasn’t human.

Mychaelyah showed up exactly at 8, and handed me a rose. It smelt amazing and fresh, but it was his smile that had me smoldering. So just to get my eyes off him I set the flower in a vase. My hair was pinned in so many places to match my dress. My eyes shimmered with the darkness of my dress and the candlelight. I blew the candles out and turned to him. He held his arm out and I just followed him out and when he realized i wasnt going to take his arm he gave up. Strangely he knew decency because he held my door open for me and as I got in he shut it. He got in the driver’s seat and started to drive down the dark road. After a few minutes I felt him watching me intently. I felt my cheeks flame red and it felt like I was in a sauna and ready to burn from the fact i wasnt following the rules.

We got to the place and it was very simple but a beautiful layout. It was like a dream to me. It was like a gazebo and had icicle lights stringing everywhere over it. He had a table setup in the middle with our dinner already sitting there. I sat down and we talked for at least 2 hours. The only thing I ate was the lettuce in the salad because it wouldn’t make me feel like I was ready to die from the pure sickness after drinking blood.

“So where are you from exactly?” He asked quietly.

“Everywhere, I move around a lot.” I lied but it wouldn’t exactly be smart if I told him my real age considering I have been alive for almost 150 years and lived here basically my entire life.

“So of all places to live you choose a small country town in the middle of nowhere?” He asked with a smirk.

“Yeah strangely I like the peace of this life. I could get a small apartment anywhere but the country made it better.”

“You aren’t as cold as you think you are. You told me about yourself.” He said mockingly. I laughed at myself. If only he knew the real truth.

“Actually I am that cold, but I don’t like hiding things because it’s just not me.” I made sure my fangs were visible, but he didn’t even notice.

“That works, but I have to admit you made incredible choice on the color effects lens.”

“It is not a lens but thanks.”

“Then what is it? Are you blind?”

“It’s my eyes and that’s a dumb question considering I see that your long hair has blonde streaks that are fading.”

Just then I remembered my friend that always used to love my hazel human eyes when I was alive. When I was dead they became these strange white eyes. I hated them and the venom in my eyes always ate contacts when I put them on.

“They are pretty and really cool to me.” He said with a smile.

“Thanks.” That’s all I could say and I finish the lettuce. So all that sat there was a steak way too well done for me so I left it there. He wouldn’t like it very much if I asked for a raw steak. That made my mouth water. I sat there wondering if it was this awkward on a date if I was a human.

“After dinner would you like to spend some time with me?” He asked a bit quietly but I heard it as if he spoke loudly.

“I can’t. I have to go home.” I said quickly.

“Why is it like evil step sisters or something?”

“Kind of, I guess you could say that.”

Before he could as his next question I ran and literally flew to my place. I didn’t know what to do when I got home. So I got into my night clothes and sat on the couch waiting for my curse to find me once again. At midnight every last scar I had on my body started to glow a bright red as if they were bleeding. They weren’t but it caused extreme pain for me. By now though I got used to the pain and I just ignored it and made my body go numb so I couldn’t feel it. A few humans have seen it and it caused me to move around when I tried to get out of here, but that was before I came back to my hometown I once lived in. So now during daylight I came out and at midnight I went home and suffered on my own.

I heard a knock at the door and I put my cloak on to hide my face and skin from whoever it was. I opened up the door and saw Mychaelyah. I just kept the door open and walked away to sit back down.

“You don’t ever give up do you?” I asked as I sat back down on the couch feeling like I wanted to disappear.

“Why did you leave like that anyway?” He asked in an accusatory tone.

“I had to that’s why. Anyway why I left was and is none of your concern.” I said with venom lacing my voice.

“It kind of is when you are the one who left our date.”

“It’s my life, I have been on my own for my most of my life and I am new here and you are just your arrogant self.” I started to walk away and into my room but then he grabbed the back of the cloak and before I could stop him it fell to the floor. He retracted his hand as if I was a disease that could infect and kill him. I looked at the floor as I realized what I just had exposed to him. I let my hair fall around my face and looked away ashamed of what I was.

“What in the world did you do? Was I that hard to be around?” He asked in utter shock.

“Not everything is about you…it’s a curse I didnt do it to myself. I wouldnt ever do this because of someone like you. Besides not everything is about you. The gods gave it to me as a punishment."

“Like the Jesus god or what?”

“No, like the Greek and Olympus gods.”

“Why?”

“I died many years ago in this town. This is where I lived with my family. I turned 19 and kidnapped soon after. I came home one day and then I was tortured and murdered. When I got up there they openly welcomed me but I wanted to be here on earth and just to get what I wanted I also got a curse. When I came back here i found out my family had been murdered right after my death. Now I hide in shame because of the curse.”

He came over to me and went to touch my arm but I just moved away from the touch. I was going to be sorry for even telling him that,

“Do not even think of giving me your pity. I don’t want it or need it.”

“It’s not pity I hope to tell you.”

“Then what is it?” I asked to hide the tears.

“It’s probably kindness and me trying to show it to you.”

“If you are toying with me just leave. I don’t feel like it tonight. Besides that is called pity.”

“I am not toying with you I swear that.”

He threw his jacket down and sat with me on the floor as I slid off the couch and onto it. He started absentmindedly eyeing the scars on my arms as he spoke to me.

“How bad are you scarred from it?” He asked as he watched the puckered lines. It was kinda like they were moving on my skin

“Probably about 85% of me is scarred.” I whispered.

“Who did it?”

“I never knew their names but I knew the faces. After awhile they unblindfolded me and I watched the rest.”

“Were they ever caught?”

“Yeah I tortured and murdered them the same way.”

I seen him flinch as he realized how truly deadly I was. I scared him even when I didn’t mean to. All he wanted was honesty and that’s what he would get. No matter what the costs were. We sat there awhile in silence and then I realized it was 4 in the morning. I didn’t know what to say or do, but I did know I was intoxicated by him. In a way he was entertaining to me. My heart knew what it wanted and it was this boy beside me. Then one of those demons and angel sitting on your shoulder moment came into play and I bared my fangs and they left.

“Don’t you have to go home and go to school or get ready for it?” I asked abruptly.

“No, do you?” He asked quietly.

“No I’m skipping today.”

“Why?

“I have my credits thank you very much and i dont feel like dealing with that prison.”

“Why not?”

“It isn’t safe for the humans.”

“You aren’t safe either I see.”

“It’s as safe as it ever will be for me.”

“Tell me the truth Alhyzziah.” He said with his eyes burning into me.

“I wasn’t a fallen angel who was completely hated. I know everybody no matter if I want to or not. I hear every thought and can control most things.”

“You mean like superpowers?”

“No its part of a curse. It actually sucks knowing it.”

“Do your people know about me?”

“Yes but they don’t know we are here right now.”

“So what happens if your kind and mine were together?”

“We could easily kill a human on accident. It isn’t definite but it is a chance.”

“How do you know that?”

“A friend I had fell for a human and he killed her by getting too hungry and draining her of blood and he didn’t want to live on without her so he told the gods he had been with her and fallen for a human, and they killed him right on the spot.” "Why not be friends at least?"

“It’s too dangerous for us to be together. Mainly for you. Even as friends.”

“How is it so dangerous for me?”

“What came with the curse was the need to drink blood. I drink animal blood but human blood smells a lot more potent and yours smells sweeter than anything at the moment considering I am not used to being around a human.”

“I don’t care…I want to try to be friends.” His voice pleaded with me and it broke the wall I had up.

“Ok, we can try it but if I randomly leave don’t wonder why.”

I felt Mychaelyah’s hand move to touch my arm again. Instead of feeling just like a feather touch, I felt the electric spark as he touched me and I pulled away. He pulled his had back and didnt know what to think.

“What did I do wrong?” He asked in utter shock.

“No, I cant do this I cant be friends with a human.” I said quickly and without even thinking of it I ran and jumped out the open window of my apartment.

I sat on the edge of the tallest building and tried to connect my thoughts together. I sat there in a daze still feeling his hand on my arm and it heated my skin. I still had the scent of his blood through my head. I felt the presence of another fallen angel and it was as if he was trying to sneak up on me. Before he had time to think about it I jumped up and slammed him into the concrete and brick and held his throat as my fangs bared.

“What do you want?” I snarled and squeezed tighter.

“I was just going to talk to you.” He croaked against my hand.

“Well then talk before I kill you and show you what your heart and windpipe look like before you die.” I said as I let up on the pressure on his throat.

“Well for one fact what in the heck are you? You are not a normal fallen.” He spoke more clearly.

“No, I am a multiple cursed hybrid of the race. Get to the point you are trying to make. That is before i decide to kill you.”

“Oh, well that’s probably why you have a mixed scent of a hybrid.”

“Yeah, so what is your name?”

“I am Ethaniol. It is just easier to call me Ethon.”

“I’m Alhyzziah. Just call me Lhyz for short.”

“I watched you run from your human.”

“He isn’t mine I am just his guardian.”

“Didn’t look that way to me.”

“Yeah, well he pursues me to be friends and I don’t know why.”

“Have you seen yourself? Look past the eyes and scars and your not a bad person needless to say. Come with me and be happy with your kind. No complications, no restrictions and definitely no humans.”

“Where will we be going?”

“To the high mountains of the fallen hybrids.”

“I am not a full hybrid.”

“You are right about that. You are a casting hybrid. Your powers weren’t an accident.”

“Ok well do the humans know about the mountains?”

“Only the ones who are slaves for us.”

“Ok but I have to say good-bye first.”

“Meet me here tomorrow night and then we leave.” Then he jumped off the edge and disappeared out of sight.

I thought about it and I knew I had to leave. I didn’t want to leave but it was the only way to keep Mychaelyah safe. All I wanted was to be a human again. I forced myself to go home and tell him and then pack.

“Why did you leave?” He asked as he jumped up.

“I am leaving.” I said simply as I leaned my head back against the wall and slid my body down it.

“Where and for how long?” He asked. His voice sounding hopeful.

“Hopefully forever and it’s only for my kind.” I said in an emotionless voice.

“You can’t leave though. I will miss you and I like having you around.” He pleaded as he was frozen to the spot he was standing in.

“I have to leave, it’s too dangerous in my world and I won’t put you into danger. You are human and I am not.” I said as I stood up to go to my room.

“How can I become like you then? I want to honestly have a friend who is honest and you are.”

“You won’t because I don’t want you as my friend. I just want you to leave me alone.” I snapped. Even I flinched at it but I didn’t know what else to do. Then before I would really hurt him I pulled a chain out with a very stylized stone with wings carved into it. I pulled a feather of mine out and weaved it into it and looked over at him.

“This is for you. No matter what happens I am always with you.” The stone glowed as I put it on him and then it went back to its crystal color. The crystal was actually a protection stone and the one who it was put on would always stay with the guardian who gave it to them.

“Why are you giving this to me?”

“I know I hurt you and I don’t want to hurt you so I want you to keep this to remember me. I know its not easy for you to have something like that after what i said but please keep it on you.”

Before he had time to blink I went out the window and sat back on the edge of the building. I watched him there just standing there for hours crying from what I had said. My heart was breaking as I read his mind and I watched him touch the necklace. It looked good on him. Then I looked at my wings and the outer feathers started turning a dark royal blue and they were sparkling under the lights. I didn’t know what it meant but I would find out soon.

The next night Ethaniol met up with me and explained that the feathers were saying you broke the soul of someone. As he explained it I knew I was making a mistake but I wasn’t leaving no matter what it caused me I wouldn’t break Mychaelyah’s heart just because he wanted a friend. I went to his house and dropped onto a tree branch outside his window. I tapped on the glass with my nail until he finally came and let me in.

When I got in I sat in the chair in the corner of his room but he wouldn’t look at me.

“Why did you even come back here?” He asked in a cold voice.

“I was wrong for what I said and I don’t really want to leave.” I said in a whisper.

He noticed my wings and asked me what happened and I just said it’s a normal thing that happened. He didn’t buy it but didn’t ask anymore. He went to take the necklace off and I stopped him.

“It’s your necklace.” I said and smiled at him.

“Whatever.”

“I truly am sorry but I am not leaving again.”

“Just leave.”

“What?!” I asked in a shocked voice

“Just go away and leave.” He said simply.

I turned away from him and jumped of the open window. He tried saying wait but it just made me go faster and it wasn’t long that I truly seen what the rest of my kind sees humans as. Only I would be different. I would make sure of it. He would get his wish and so would the rest of them. I flew into town and spotted a young girl maybe 15 being attack by a guy. I swooped into the ally and watched he face turn from pain to relief. Damn humans. He finally realized that I was there and turned to face me.

“Get the heck out of here before you end up dead like she will be.” He screamed.

“I definitely don’t think so.” I said as I smirked.

“Fine but I warned you.” He yelled as he swung for my face. I caught his hand in midair and threw him into the buildings. I set my hand on his throat with an unbreakable grasp.

“No, I think I warned you to not try it.” I grinned darkly and showed my fangs.

“Please let me go I will leave.” He pleaded.

“I don’t think so.” I spoke and right after I said that I crushed his windpipe and his eyes stayed wide as my fangs went deep into his throat and I drained him dry.

I had forgotten about the human and after I showed her I wouldn’t harm her, I held out my hand for her and took her home. I made her promise to stay out of the night because there were creatures worse than me that would kill her.

“Who are you?” She asked in a shaking voice.

“Someone you never want to meet again.” I said as I walked away and left her in her room. I jumped out of the tree and headed home.

When I got home, I decided I would go to bed and deal with my actions. I couldn’t sleep because all I wanted was blood. Human blood. I tried to vow only to kill the lowest humans but we would see if I could keep it. Blood was what I needed, no what I wanted. I didn’t care what it cost me. So I decided to lay there and figure out what to do. The blood from earlier strengthened my teeth enough that they grew longer and became sharper. I felt more venom coat my mouth. I laid there until I dozed off into death’s sleep where it was like I was truly the dead that I was.

As I slept I dreamt of a young boy who had been turned into a vampire at 16, and he would never age. In the dream he ran to me and it felt like a magnet. He knew me but I had never met him before. He fell into the darkness that surrounded us before I could save him. I bolted upright in a cold sweat I hadn’t felt in years. It was still dark out as I got up and got some blood I saved in the fridge and heated it up. The blood wasn’t fresh but it didn’t matter…I was hunting again tonight. I left the apartment around midnight. I had school in the morning but I didn’t care. All I cared about was the blood I was getting tonight.

I flew through the sky looking for my victim, but I didn’t care tonight if they were bad or not. I only cared about the blood I got out of them. I heard many people’s thoughts about sex, some money and a couple thought of love. Love. One simple word but yet I couldn’t find it in any true form. Being alone was a virtue of mine. By then I found a boy 18 maybe 19 and read his mind. I found out he left his girlfriend after finding out she was pregnant and only 16 for her best friend. If that wasn’t low he thought about when he said the baby could die for all he cared. Now he was going to die and sure as the cursed didn’t care. I swooped down and stalked him. His blonde hair was spiked with hair gel and had blue tips. He seen me and instantly started running, but I wasn’t in the mood with playing with my food so I hissed and tore my teeth into his throat. I drained him dry of blood,

I headed to school at 8 and Mychaelyah was there. I sat by the window and watched the birds outside absentmindedly. I stuck my hand out and a little sparrow flew to me and set on my hand. I smiled at the small creature in my hands and it flew and sat on my shoulder. None of the class knew what to think or do. Animals loved me, and the humans feared me. I didn’t even try to hide anymore. The scars were visible and looked purple against my pale skin. I was the coldest person now not the shyest. I didn’t even put my hair around me to hide my eyes. I put my hair into a ponytail today and everyone could see my eyes clearly. This was the me that Mychaelyah created and now this was the me that everyone would see and fear. I scared them and I knew it. Good. I knew how much I was exposing my kind and not in any way did I truly care. I would murder humans. I had no soul, and nothing mattered to me. I stood by my kind and that was even very few of them.

The bird sat on my shoulder and curled itself into my neck. When it was time to leave he stayed there as I walked out into the hallway. His feathers felt so soft against my skin and his body completely warm. It was nice being able to hear a beating heart. Mine wouldn’t ever beat again. Since I was the living dead basically it never mattered. I never thought about it. The sparrow started talking telepathically then I knew exactly who it was. He was the bird who always watched over me. He was my eyes in a way. I could see what he could see and feel what he felt. I remembered when he lost his mate years after I met him. He’s an immortal sparrow of mine that always stuck by me. His mate died from old age and I took her soul into me just so he would still have a piece of her.

I told him then to go find me a human male preferably a teenager. Awhile later he came back with a blonde following him. A cocky teenager. He smirked at me and watched the bird. Sparrow sat on my shoulder watching him with ruby eyes. The boy went to step towards me and the sparrow leaned closer into me. I stroked his head gently and gave him some food and told him to go watch from above.

Before the boy could even blink I tied his wrists together and lead him to my apartment. I covered everything in plastic so I wasn’t worried about a mess. I set him in the corner of the room. So he didn’t try to run I taped his mouth shut and cut the tendons in his ankles. He let out a muffled scream at that moment. I untied his legs and he screamed more with the sudden movement that ran through his legs. I could hear the blood pulsing through his veins and I bit into the flesh of his wrist and drank the hot sticky liquid deep. Usually I could cause him to feel some numbness but I didn’t care to help instead all he felt was pain that racked through his body. I relished at the sounds of his pain, screams and that gave me more power.

After I finished I wiped the blood off my mouth and face and all he did was glare at me. I took the tape off his mouth and offered him some food to keep his strength.

“Go to hades witch!” He screamed. I smirked at that and got up and grabbed a knife.

“Let me tell you something. I am already in hades that I chose and besides I would love to show you what it truly is.” I whispered in his ear. I dug the knife at that moment into his skin of his chest. My venom was on my nails and the knife and all it did was burn where there was open wounds. After a few shallow cuts I stopped and sat there. He screamed and thrashed against the restraints as I watched the blood run. I wiped off the liquid with my hands and the saliva that was on my hands went through the cuts. Tears filled his eyes as he felt my venom run against the raw flesh of his chest. I smirked at him then.

“Next time play nice and don’t use harsh words or the pain gets a lot worse and that tongue may be the next to go you never know. Or maybe I will just keep you alive as I just keep cutting you for blood.” I smiled and got up and walked away. I knew what I planned on doing and he would never find out till he was already dead. I drank the blood that i got as he passed out from the pain. I would be nice for now but not for long. He woke up to me sitting there reading a book of the dead that people actually think how the dead lives. I looked up and smiled innocently.

“You really are a psycho, aren’t you?” He yelled as he gritted his teeth against the pain. I sighed. The quiet was good and now it is gone. Apparently this one really didn’t know how to use his words or brain wisely. Oh well it wasn’t my problem what happened to him. I got up and sat in front of him cross-legged on the floor drinking blood I had heated in a water bottle I had bought.

“Let’s see if I can say this correctly, and if I don’t answer your question you still shut up. I am a fallen hybrid, and only the gods know truly what I am. I just hate humans and I can read your mind and feel every one of your emotions. I feed off of that besides your blood. I relish the thought of your pain and love watching you scream. Your kind doesn’t particularly matter to me.” I smirked as I kept drinking the blood. Then I kept going.

“Let’s see and you are a 19 year old jock who has 2 kids because you dont care what consequences are, and you don’t even care what happens to them. Then to top it off you beat your girlfriend. Did I miss anything about you?”

“What are you a stalker too?” As hatred coated his words.

“No I met you the day you met me the exact same time. I could care less about what will happen to you and since i dont feel like dealing with you right now you can just sit here." As i said that i ran a finger on one of the cut. He hid the pain and didnt scream. Then I stood up and walked into the kitchen.

“Just remember there are still ways to torture without harming badly and I have just gotten started.” I walked away as he screamed in agony. I showed him images of his worst fear. I was done hearing the screaming for now and with my powers I shut his voice box off and it was instantly quiet. I relished thinking of the other ways I was going to torment him mentally. I was being cruel and I knew it but I truly didn’t even care in the least.

I sat there watching my prisoner/food, and when I went to school he was chained and he wasn’t able to talk. I sat drinking blood and the sparrow sat on my shoulder and drank with me. My hatred towards the humans grew higher and higher each day as I read their minds I heard what they thought of me and my kind. They didn’t know what we were and called us freaks automatically. I knew what I had to do and that was cause a complete chaos. Not yet though. No it would be later, much later. When I drank blood I was happy in a way. When I grew stronger I would make sure this whole school grew as cold as my soul did. I felt empty these days of my life.

One day I couldn’t remember quite when but I decided to head to the house where I grew up. I owned it now since they died. I found an old drawer that I wouldn’t ever go through and found something like diary entries about me with my name on the folder. I found an entry and I was 5 and it said I took a boy who kept picking on me and without even touching him and I threw him into a wall causing his neck to break. Then I found one when I was 13 and I was talking to the dead and I recognized some of my kinds names brought up that I said. A couple days before I died it said I had killed my own brother and I don’t even remember having a brother or any of these memories. I slid down the wall that I had been leaning against. I hadn’t meant to hurt anyone back then. I found the day I disappeared and the day before I was murdered. It was written in capital letters and it was the last entry because they were murdered after me.
 * //__NOVEMBER 28, 2021__//**

**//HER BIRTHDAY WAS ON HALLOWEEN NIGHT AND I REGRET EVER TAKING THAT ABOMINATION IN. SHE SUMMONED SOME KIND OF FALLEN ONES AS SHE CALLS THEM. SHE IS PROBABLY ONE OF THEM. I AM GLAD SHE IS GONE AND SHE SHOULDN’T EVEN BEEN TAKEN INTO THIS HOUSE. MAYBE SHE WILL DIE THE PAINFUL DEATH SHE DESERVES!!!...//** I couldnt believe that the people that I had once looked at as my parents felt that way about me. I didnt want to accept it but after awhile of reading it over and over again, the colder my heart became. That was the point i realized none of that life mattered to me anymore. I walked out of the house with my hair blowing around me. With my powers the house exploded behind me and it faded into ashes just as my life had. This was the chance to start the fresh new life i wanted and it was my way. I would make it legendary and i looked forward to every minute of recreating this life. As I walked away from the house and into the valley I always visited I started to cry and about a minute later blood streaked my cheeks, neck, lips and the front of my shirt. I knew I was going to get payback on humans in this world. No matter the cost of it, and I didnt even care how I ended. The gods would have me pay dearly in the end and i looked forward to every minute of it.

I went to the hill maybe a half a mile from the valley and sat down in the damp grass as dusk hit. I let myself fall back into the wet blades that made me feel somewhat more human than I usually did. I heard footsteps behind me and I instantly shot to my feet and ready for a fight. The samarai sword i kept in the back of my lined coat was calling my name and i pulled it out quicker than i could think to stop. Its twin came with it, and the intruder was pressed against a tree and the blades crossed at his neck ready to cut. Then I recognized the long copperish blonde hair anywhere. It just had strips of red and black through it. Dravyn. He was at one point my guardian and the one I knew always protected me. That was until i turned 17 and he left without warning. I slid the swords back down my back and looked into the white eyes identical to mine but with a black ring around them. I finally couldnt look at him anymore and turned my back on him and laid back down in the cool grass.

"You still have those nice greeting skills I see." He said with his voice full of sarcasm.

"What are you doing here anyway?" I asked ignoring the jibe.

"I came to join in the massacre you are creating."

"No really, what are you doing here?"

"I came to help you. I have missed you for far too long."

"Youre the one that left."

"Yes I did and for good reason. I couldnt be with you while you were still a third mortal."

"A third? I was a full mortal."

"No you werent. Youre father was a fallen and mother a human. You had more of your father in you and i was youre guardian to protect you and watch your powers."

I went to answer him but as i went to he fell to his knees and hissed as if pain seared through him. I walked over to his side and moved his shirt up to look at his back and I seen deep gashes and burns covering his back. I knew what it was. It was a punishment from the gods, and also a warning. I healed him with my powers and helped him to my apartment. I got him some blood that was in the fridge and heated it. I couldnt believe after all this time I was still in love with my guardian.

I let him sit down on the black leather couch that just felt like you fell on feathers. I set one of the dark purple velvet pillows behind him and turned on the heated seats of the couch. I handed him the blood and then got my long coat off and set it on the hook I had for it. Especially for it because of the weight it had busted a hook off my coatrack so that was when I decided I had to go to heavy duty. He smirked at the human life I had created but as he did he winced as the pain raked through his body. I may have healed the wounds physically but it feels as if they had just healed and started to scar which is very true. The gods' warning truly were deadly but since we had a connection i could save him from the long strenuous healing process. I didnt know what to do but the only thing i could think of was try to get his shirt off so i could see how bad the wounds really were. I had only done a quick heal with a bit less pain but now i could really help him.

As I peeled off the blood stained shirt it was worse than I had thought. It was the gashes of dragon hide strap with blades entwined through it. The burns were dry ice burns mixed with fire of the gods which would most definitely scar him for eternity. I healed it a bit more than i had before but could not fully heal them. He would have to rest for a few days to get back to normal but I had my bed and it was his till he wanted to leave. I led him into the bedroom and it was more like something you would see in a vampire movie but it was my personality. The walls were painted black with crimson paint that looked like blood ran down to the floor. The bed was a huge captains king bed with spiked posts entwined with metal roses and then it had netting that was designed like a spider web hanging down. The floor was covered in faux black fur and he looked at me with a raised eyebrow. I only shrugged and led him to the bed. When he turned was when he seen the deadliest knives covering every inch of the wall by the door and chains draped from the ceiling. Maybe it was a bit sadistic maybe a bit demented but it comforted me. He laid down on the bed and it started vibrating under him. He just gave me a stare that was asking me if i was nuts.

"I may not be a human but I will say i do have pain still that i feel especially in my back." I said nonchalontly.

"I am just not used to it." He said softly.

"I'm not used to the company."

"You are welcome to stay in here you know. We are adults and besides i am too sore to mess with your demon side tonight."