The Devil: Four P.O.V.

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Zeke and I were only walking home when she came.

The devil.

The little girl looked sweet enough with a bright smile and her bright blue eyes, with her soft brown hair braided down her back. Dusty. Shoot.

"Dude, it's the Devil Dusty." Zeke whispered.

"Zeke! Four!" She chirped happily. "Mommy! Can I go play with my friends?" She asked warmly.

"Of course dear." The woman said while Zeke was mumbling 'no'.

We looked at each other and came to an instant agreement. "Run."

And we ran, from the devil everyone else saw as an Angel playing again with two adults.

Then she caught us.

Tris was very surprised to find her eldest brother and boyfriend beaten up, panting in her dorm. "Wow, Dusty was really mad!" She laughed. And walked off.

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