A Missed Shot

Chapter Twenty

then

The girl struggles to get free but the man is gripping her way too tight for her to move. She starts to shout at him, "What the hell do you think you're doing?" She tries to yank her arm away again, but all he does is pull her closer and whispers in her ear. Her eyes begin to widen, as she is released from the man's grasp and she bursts out of the door to follow the man.

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After following his car on her Longboard for about fifteen minutes, she tails him into his house. It is hardly illuminated by sunlight, but silhouettes of the various objects can be made out across the different rooms. With her hand over her back pocket for her pocket knife, she creeps amongst the dark. When she reaches what seems to be the living room area, she sees a glass table. On it, there are framed pictures. She picks it up and holds it in the sunlight and gasps, realizing it is a picture of her. A fairly loud click from behind her cleanly breaks the silence that penetrated the air as if to rivet the attention of an overwhelming crowd. She swallows hard as she turns to the man slowly.

He begins to speak with a Desert Eagle in her face, "Who are you?" He turns on the flashlight attached to the barrel of the gun and gets a more clear look at her face. His eyes widened, but the gun remained at eye level, pointed between her eyes.

She says in a shaky voice, "You know exactly who I am. They call you The Overseer, don't they?"

His hand begins shaking. Drawing in a sharp breath, he steadies his right hand with his left, holding the gun with both hands now and his finger hugging the trigger. "And how would you know this?"

"Because you told me. . .dad."

It wasn't clearly seen on his face, but the sun shining down towards his legs showed a tear fall for a split second before it vanished into the shadows again and created a trifling puddle on the floor. He lowers the gun to his side, his hand swaying back and forth before dropping it. He drops down to his knees where in the sun, only his right cheek and right side of his lips are seen. Another tear runs down his face as he whispers faintly, "Scarlet."

She drops to her knees too and holds his face, wiping his tears. Her voice trembling, she says, "Yeah, dad, it's me."

The Overseer sniffs and wipes his eyes. Clearing his throat, he says, "We got work to do."

now

Scarlet's eyes light a vibrant purple and her voice is merged with a demonic voice. "You took the Mark of Cain?! What the hell were you think—" A gun shot rips through Scarlet's ranting, but nothing happened. After the shot was fired, the bullet remained floating in the air. The sound of the gunshot makes Scarlet jump. She lets go of Dean, not even recalling how she ended up choking the life out him. She looks around and everything is frozen in time. Taking a peak inside of the car, Scarlet sees Alisa in the midst of some sort of ritual and she is holding a talisman in her hand. Scarlet's eyes widen as she breaks the window with her demon fist. The glass shatters and it's audible, but the fragments of glass just dangle in the air, completely still, unless she is to manually move the glass. She mutters to herself, "What the hell is going on here," before reaching inside and grabbing the talisman from Alisa's grip.

Scarlet's demon arm began to glow vibrantly at the touch. Feeling the talisman in her hand surged power all throughout Scarlet, to an extent in which her arm even began to twitch. It was like the power was overwhelming her. She closes her eyes, letting that feeling take hold of her. When she opens her eyes again, they are a strong, dark purple.

meanwhile

Destiny closes her eyes and lets out a deep breath once more and releases the draw string. The arrow pierces the air and glides towards Ellie's face. The arrow's tip glistens in the light just as Ellie looks right at it. The arrow stops in midair, two centimeters from her. Everything stops, even the shocked expressions of the government officials around the room. She goes to them and whispers something in each of their ears.