Yet another day of the abuse. Its not just at home but people do it at school too. I figured out my sister, Alexis, started some rumors about me and soon the whole school had turned against me. Then one day someone new came to school. Everyone saw him almost immediately and I'll be honest, he was really cute. I soon found out his name was Dante. He had light hair(like me), was muscular and tall, and pretty hot. However there was something about him. I couldn't tell exactly what it was, but I felt like he wasn't exactly human. I thought he might be different, but it only took a few hours before he made me his punching bag too. I figured he must've heard all the rumors floating around, which probably made it worse. He started like everybody else, but over time, he started beating me worse and worse. It was terrible.
---Present day---
When I left the house today, my dad looked pissed for some reason and he screamed at me. He told me I had to be at the house at 4:00 sharp and I knew better than to disobey him at this point. It is now 3:20 and it's a 10 minute walk from the school to my house, but the final bell doesn't ring until 3:55. He knows that. My anxiety was starting to show and I was getting scared. At last the bell rang! I got my stuff ready, avoided everybody as best I could and started running home. Maybe I could make it. I paused just for a second and looked all around me, then transformed into my wolf form. No body at school knows Alexis or me are wolves. We've been taught to hide it since we could crawl. I immediately started running towards the house as the minutes went by. Then I heard something.
All of a sudden I couldn't move, I tried to force my feet to go but they wouldn't. I heard someone laughing in the distance and looked around, starting to growl. I didnt see anything at first, but then I saw a shadow emerge from the trees. I couldn't tell who it was at first but then I saw the light hair and the red eyes. He soon came into view and I almost lost my breath for a bit. Dante had found me. He definitely wasn't a human though, he had almost purple skin and his eyes glowed a brighter red. He was doing something to me and laughed as I kept struggling. I soon realized I couldn't get free and whether he let me go or not..I was in big trouble. I was now dealing with a Demon.
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The Demon's Broken Werewolf
FantasyWhen her mother gets killed by a demon, everyone blames her. But when she gets to meet someone special, he seems strangely familiar and powerful..could it be the same exact demon?? Warning: mature content and language. Possible TW