Sinner

Inhuman chapter 1 preview

The sound of rain echoes through the dark barren halls of a dimly lit extensive mansion. The frantic recoil of footsteps hitting the dark oak wooden floors shakes the whole building. Over time the steps slowly become more hysterical and the agonizing high pitch cries echo the halls. The sound of a child mumbling comforting words fogs the other sounds of the wise house.

The mumbling of comfort has slowly turned to screams of horror. The colossal, freshly painted white doors; his one-way ticket to freedom won't budge. He looks down to his left arm, the reason why he is here in the first place. He sighs before saying, "I'll do my best to protect you." A tear trails from the outer corner of his hazel-blue monolid eyes. He looks up at the door and then looks at an ax right next to the door. He looks at his arm again, he carefully puts down the swaddled bundle of joy onto the floor. He took off his black long sleeve shirt and made a sling across his chest to hold the cocoon warped with soft clothes. He grabs the ax with both hands and with all his fleeting strength, he violently swings on the door.

Two, three strong swings at the door and the door crumbles to the ground. He sprints towards the gates and expects the gates to open but it never does. The boy takes a deep breath before scanning the area again. "There needs to be a loophole," he mumbles to him as he notices the unprotected wiring. A smirk and fire in his eyes prepared as he quickly made work out of wires.

Small marks of red cover the boys on top of the marks are shatters of glass digging deeper into his skin. He winces at the sharp pain coloring his milk chocolate color back. The pain trails every movement he makes.

He turns around to see his worst night. Millions of small, fast, slender, flat black bugs crawling his way. Slowly the main body follows a comprehensively large, boney, whiter than paper-skinned, glowing cherry red eyes humanoid monster. The creature's arms are lanky and the nails are stained with red claws. The creature's "hair" is just the webs of the small bugs. Small pockets of white polka dot the webs which are the cocoons that the bugs are summoned by. Bugs crawled out of the webs each following each other to taste the boy's blood. The creature's long sleeve dress was bound together by those same bugs.

The life is quickly being sucked out of the boy's body as he looks at the army coming directly at him. He looks in the eyes glowing red eyes of the beast, and sighs. " I got to keep her safe," he whispers to himself as he looks at the small baby that is attached to him. The baby looks at him and then smiles. He sighs before smiling back at the pure child. He throws the ax, landing a critical hit into the monster's forehead.

Without a second to process, his body moves on its own, pushing the boy's body to the limit. He pushes the gate and books it to the greenish-gray Jeep Suv, the driver is an androgynous person with short black hair and multiple silver earrings. In the back sits a girl with a machine gun. She looks exactly like him but instead more feminine.

The sky pours harder as the boy continues to run, with the smallest amount of strength he had left. The rain burns the boy's wounds as each drop that touches his cuts the more it stung. He jumped into the car giving the child to the girl. Before he closed his eyes and allowed his heart to slow down. The car drives so fast out of the luxurious, nicely spread out neighborhood leaving the creature behind as the girl softly sings a lullaby to the child.

In the blink of an eye, the girl was transported into the cold, vast, freshly bleached-smelling white room. The sound of motors and fans running fills the cracks of the room. The girl caustically moves forwards with each step becoming lighter, faster, and more purposeful. She sprints to the center of the room.

There is an intimidatingly large test-tube-like chamber. Inside floats a small teen girl no older than fifteen years old. The small teen girl has brown skin, long black hair contrasting the other girl's black with purple highlighted medium length choppy layered hair. The girl in the test tube eyes close but her chest gently rises and falls. As if she is in a deep sleep, a pair of wings lay kindly along her back as she lays there. The feather is a soft gradient from palish pink at the base to a palish yellow at the tips. The wings press tightly in the glass as it begs to be released from its claustrophobic prison. Tubes with different colored liquids are attached to the young girl's skin. A large black chain chokes the young neck and two other small red chains are attached to her wrist, locking the poor girl in the place. Her nails which could easily be mistaken for claws are long and black.

"Look at your failure. How could you let this happen to her? Don't you feel pity for her? You failed to protect!" An echo low demonic but for some reasoning, it sounds comforting and familiar.

The girl's body shakes violently as she sobs loudly as she slides down the tube. She bites her lips and she hugs her knee. The voice speaks again but with a lighter and more sympathetic tone. "I'm sorry that you have to deal with this. You're too young for this but that is life. You have a second chance, don't fuck this up and save her from her fate."

The girl's visions become blurry before being made from pure darkness walks up to the girl. The being talks in a kind and looks at the girl sob before the being kneels to just hold the crying girl. In a soothing tone, they say, "don't cry little one. Save her from fate, goodnight." The being swipes its hand in front of the girl which puts the girl into a deep slumber.

*Luna point of view*

My eyes peel caustically as I slowly glide to a sitting-up position. Within five seconds my head started to feel like 100 needles were slammed into my brain. I let out a deep sigh as I lightly pat my face to feel; it's wet. Tears, I guess. I cried in my sleep. I thought of pulling my blanket off my body and standing up.

"That dream again," I mumble as I fix the bed. I yawn as I stumble to the window, I grab the Navy blue cotton curtains. With one smooth quick motion, I pulled them away from each other. To see the beautiful starry night sky with streaks of pink and teal lights coloring the sky. I stop thinking for a moment to just gaze at the million tiny dancing dots of lights. A tear trails down my face as I attempt to recollect myself.

For a brief couple of seconds, I saw their faces again which only made me cry harder.

"I was so weak back then, but now I can protect the ones you love, Ren," I say as I continue to look at the sky. A small pathetic smile lays gently on my face. I take a rolled-up blunt from my right-hand side dresser table and put the butane pink lighter out with it. I place the blunt on my lips and light the blunt. I gently inhale the devilish smoke before blowing a heavy amount of smoke into the early morning air.

I fully absorb the early morning air, the frigid dampened air cools down my skin as I look at the giant pink moon. The smell of the rain, jasmine flowers, and freshly picked orange blossoms fill the large estate air. Wow, I lucked into this place. The soft, mellow, tender breeze kisses my face. The mix of blooming Siberian Iris and Japanese Iris flowers appears circling the estate. I listen to the rhythm of the world, the leaves shake as the wind creates a moldy.

I was pulled out of this world as I heard footsteps. The sound of slow, calm heavy steps comes closer to the door. The sounds of footsteps stop to be replaced by the sound of metal of the handle getting pulled and the push of the door. The slow sound of the door opening adds a nice note to nature's symphony.

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