Hope is a fraud

Chapter 8 secrets untold

Chapter 8

"Ummm....." I stood there in silence,
"I gotta go..." I walked away but suddenly felt a tight grip on my ankle
which gave my heart a sudden shock.
"Wait!" I looked down at the red hair gorgeous man, but his appearance changed drastically. His face was falling apart and his skin was like melting. His entire body looked like a melting wax candle!"eeeeeeeeeeewwww! I can't believe i almost has sex with you. Ugggghh!" I moaned in disgust,"gross!"
I kicked him to the hall way and ran as fast I could like a cheetah chasing it's prey, but me I rather chase or track down a hot guy that tracks better than the FBI, but right now I'm in the dark and it feels cold and damp outside 😰.
Squelch.
Squelch.
Squelch were the noises that I made when I stepped on the ground. At first I was startled but I questioned the existence of the ground,
"What is this?"
As I started walking the liquid substance under my feet were becoming more thicker and hard to move in.
The stench of this thing beneath me smells like, blood?
The air was mixed in the smell of death. How could I even tell?
I then bumped in to something and its hands then slid under my arms and wrapped around me.
It then tighten my rib cage and I suffocated, as my breath was lacking air.
It hurts...
I gagged .
"Repay your sin, monster."
It then struck my mind as if i was missing something. Something valuable...?
Not all main characters are strong...
I'll just pretend that the pain isn't real... The pain suddenly stopped?
I really didn't mind ,but I'll later regret this in the future that this wasn't a dream...
There was a dimming light straight ahead. I ran as fast as I could to get away from this disturbing nightmare!
"Don't go."
I looked back where the tiny voice originated.
Later a different voice appeared that seemed to be where I was heading towards to.
"Didn't you know what you did to Flaire?"
I immediately spun back and saw this dark woman. I couldn't see her face but her smile was big!
"Poor thing you don't even remember. It's like your personality switched... Now wake up!"
I then felt a stab again behind my back and saw my surroundings and brent was in it.
"Now I'm back to reality bitch!"
I then kicked his abdomen and he coughed up blood on to the floor.
My deep wound started to stitch up instantly,"now..." I cracked my knuckles, then pop the other and so on, while my right eye was twitching with anger. I took off the concealed left eye contact. It was glowing with a mysterious aura. It was strange that both of my eyes were different colored. My left was like a midst of varieties of colors as it was shimmering.
"Stay back and let me handle it." A husky voice said.
I then was pulled off the battle stage and laid on thick black mud like substance that was glued to the ground.
"3..2..1."
My eye were shut.
The voice sounded somewhat familiar... Why did I even trust my decision on him?
Whose him?
I heard myself cracking with laughter.
I heard things ripping and shredding in to pieces later on, after the countdown.

"Don't listen to the his voice Cecilia! When ever in a problem just don't even let him control! "
"Don't forget these words if you don't want to become a monster..."

Flaire?
"Don't ever listen to-"
Her head was then decapitate.

What memory is this!?

The blood gushed out and fills my face with my sisters blood. My hand let go of something and a sound of clanking echoed my ear. I watch to see what it was. It was a weapon...
I thought I tempted to kill her!?
If this is real then whose is the true identity of Flaire!?

3rd point of view
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A finger flicks off a chess piece out of the game board. It flies across the room into the outcast of the chess pieces where the dead stay.
"Another one dead!"
"Knock it off Richard. Just because there's one in play against-"
"A whole army!"
"Shut up Richard!"
"Fine geez... Hey...."
Richard had a concerned face shown when he saw a white chess piece that was labeled queen behind a black king piece.
"What's up with that part of the play?"
"What do you mean?"
Richard pointed out to the small part of that weird set of game.
"Oh! Didn't anyone tell you? You see that's me and Cecilia's part of the game."

"That doesn't make sense... Flaire why is your color white?"
"Who knows...."
"You.. Trait-"
Richard's neck then flew off to the ground.
"Didn't I tell you to fucking shut up!"
Said Flaire with a frustrated expression.
"Like I even know whose side I'm on...."
She then heard footsteps echoing the labyrinth.
Flaire later sensed the prescene of her older sister.
"Tch... She's here."