///Melissa POV///
I ran inside the house. Ran into the living room to look for my parents but they weren’t there. I ran upstairs to their room but they weren’t there either. Then I heard the door close downstairs.
“Melisa! Are you up there?” it was Dad. He’s home! I quickly ran down the stairs and hugged him tight. “Honey, what’s wrong?”
“Dad, something’s wrong! I was following this guy and then Michael showed up! Then…then-“ I was gasping for breath.
“Baby, slow down!” Mom came into the house. She stopped when she looked at my shirt. “Why are you covered in blood?”
“What?!” Dad exclaimed as he pushed me away a little to see. “Honey, what happen?”
“That’s what I’m trying to tell you!” I told them. “Michael showed up with a bunch of guys. They came after Death but-“
“Wait, wait! Whose name did you say?” Mom asked. She had a worried face as I mentioned his name.
“Death…you know that guy. He was the one that brought me here, remember?” I asked her. But all then she did was look at Dad. She gave this angry expression to him and he also. They both stared at me. Why are they looking at me like that? What’s going on?
“Now Melisa darling…you listen carefully and you won’t get hurt-“ she stopped. I turned my head to see the door break down and a dark figure zoom towards my parents. The next thing I know is I see Death in front of me and my parents gone. I look to my right to see a hole in the wall. My parents were tangled on themselves on the smashed desk.
“Fucking Medusa…”Death said.
“MOM! DAD!” I yelled as I tried running towards them. But he held me by the arm. “Let me go!”
“Hold up…” he said.
“Like hell I’m listening to you!” I yelled at him. “You attacked my parents!”
“That’s not your parents!” I heard someone behind me say. I turn to see O’Felia and CJ at the door. “Get away, Melisa…NOW!”
“Wh-what are you talking about?” I asked.
“Stupid brat…” I heard Mom say. But her voice was deeper and growling. I slowly turn to see her stand up but Dad was still down. But his eyes were directly looking at me!
“Your so called dad is not real except a puppet…your mother is a snake freak named Medusa…stupid bitch. So this is where she was all along.” Death said. He looked at her. “So now you babysit newbie’s now, Medusa? I expected better.”
“So did I Death! I have always wondered why you changed…you were a foolish child back then. Full of hope. NOW, you are hard on yourself and accepted your blooded side. Was SHE that important to you?” she said to him. What is she talking about…is she talking about me? Is he different for ‘her’ or because of me?
“Shut up…just shut up…a selfish bitch like you wouldn’t understand…” he said as he raised his arm in front of himself. Then I saw it, a black little cloud formed under and over his fist. It spread up and down, showing more of a pole; it reached the floor and stop. But the upper cloud spread forward and the scythe began to show. I held my breath as he pushed me behind him.
