Chapter 15

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I could feel the cold darkness resonating around me. I opened my eyes, but all there was, was black. I wasnt scared, i wasnt happy. All i felt was nothing. I reached up and felt the dirt between my fingers, felt it crumble onto my body. I slowly dug until a patch of light appeared. I dug more, peeling away layers of dirt. I pulled myself out of the grave and stood up. I observed my body. My clothes were stained with dirt. My hair was a tangled mess. I didnt care though. I didnt care about anything. I couldnt feel the warmth of the sun, or the beauty of the trees. I just started walking. I walked until i found a road. I kept walking until the bottoms of my feet were bleeding and sun was burned from the sun. A car stopped beside me. "Lady are you okay?" A concerned voice asked from the pickup truck. I didnt answer i walked over to the truck and climbed into the passenger seat. Before he could say anything, I snapped his neck. I pushed the body out onto the road and slid into the drivers seat. I didnt even flinch. I turned the radio up as loud as it could go, and "back in black" came on. I put my foot on the pedle, and sped off as fast as the truck could go. I stopped once i got to a crossroads. I pulled a little metal box out of the trunk, and filled it with the things i needed to summon a crossroads demon. I burried it and waited. "Well hello" A female voice said. I turned around. "I need to see Crowley the king of Hell" i said sternley. The demon scoffed. "No way" she said. Suddenly i felt energy flowing to my finger tips. "I said, bring. Me. Crowley." I yelled at the top of my lungs, and the energy came out of my fingers and melted the entire demon. The empty vessel flopped to the ground. "Now now dear, no need for violence" Crowley said from behind me. I whipped around to face him. "So im guessing you finally conpleted your transformation. No more human left. All angel and demon." Crowley said. I just nodded my head, feeling the energy and the evil run through my veins. Knowing the old me was gone, and she wasnt coming back.

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