All my unfinished stories I can find lying around google docs

Erased. This is the end. So far

The end has come. I told you it was near, although I didn't expect to get 19 stories on this thing. Anyways here you go:

Prologue

No one knows me. No one remembers what I did. I am a blank slate. Except for one small problem. The girl. The one who knows. The one who hears even if she isn't there. The one piece on the chessboard that I need to demolish to win. She needs to be erased. Just like what I did to her... My love. The betrayer.

Ok u know how earlier I said that something was the shortest Prologue I'd ever written? Yeah about that.... Hhehehhe..

The girl

I race down the hallway as they follow me. The things that killed the rest of us. The things that no one seems to know exist. Screams and horrid laughter echo behind me as I run. My legs seem to move without me telling them to. One two, one two, one two, turn. Blank stone walls create a movie of passing graffiti and cracks as I sail by. I hear them. They chant in my head.
"We know where you are. We are coming, we are coming. We are coming little one..."
I hear the man's relief that he is new. His thoughts as he enters the main plaza of New York, or what's left of it after they came. He's thinking about me. He wants me gone. They want me gone. I don't know what they are. I've seen them once before when they killed my mother. She was sitting in her room telling me to run. I still don't know how she knew they were coming but when they did. She had no chance. I didn't see her die. I ran like she told me to. I ran the way I always run. No stopping to help others. They will just take me too and that wouldn't help anyone. They are living shadows. Transparent. Dark. But completely tangible when they need to be. They are tangible now. They will kill me. I know this yet I run. I run from the future. I run from the inevitable. I run. I take another turn and see a glass door leading out. Please be unlocked. Please. I think as I run towards it. Then I realize what I need to do. I speed up using all the energy I had left and crash into the door. Instead of falling to the ground the glass shatters and I scream as pain from glass shards on my face and hands sink in to me. I keep running. All I can think is Run. Run. Run. Run. I run into a foggy morning. The fog isn't natural like it used to be. It is contamination from all the destruction. The smoke and the pollution. I gasp as I breath it in. I should be used to it since I've never lived in the Before. But I live under it all. I live in the hallways of the bunkers they started making under Chicago Illinois. They were under construction five years ago. That's when they weren't as manqy in number. They were two small a group to come to America at the time. Illinois and all Americans where creating safe havens. Or what were meant to be safe havens. The construction stopped when he told them to attack. He meaning the man I can hear. He told them where the bunkers would be and they came. Suddenly there was no government to make them. No workers to build. They were gone. All of them. I remember when my mother and I got the news. She told me it late at night on the 27 of September in 4806. She came to me and said,
"Ava, your father was taken. We need to leave Michigan, it's not safe here." She was blunt. I liked that about her. She never told me a lie to make me feel safer. She never told me that everything would be ok and my whole family would be fine because she knew it wouldn't help me if I wanted to survive. And if she had told me that. She would have been a liar. Everyone but me is dead. Maya. Trey. Dad. And mom. I shove the thoughts of my family away as I race past buildings. Rubble. Roads. Homes. I don't stop or look back but I know They are gaining. I'm human. I can't run forever. They can. I run until I see a river. "No!" I shout almost yelling at the river itself. I scream in frustration as They chant in my head, "You're ours. Ours. You're stuck so very stuck." They laugh in my head and I turn to face them knowing there is nothing I can do. The river is to deep to wade in and one thing my mother never taught me was to swim. If only she had. Another reason not to take my chances with the water was that it was so toxic just touching it for over r a minute could kill you. I know it sounds stupid to let them finally kill me but at least it will be painless. I hope. The man I hear thinks it's painless. I turn around from the river. They are watching my every move. Their shape is vaguely humanoid and I know why. Every time a person is taken they... Turn into one of Them. They are dark shadows coming from nothing. The only feature they have other than the human-ish shape is a large gaping mouth that people say the suck your soul into. I don't have any clue what they do with the bodies because They can eat and there is no bodies after Their kills. I shiver at being so close. The only other time I had been so close was when my mother died. It was like they needed her for some reason because they completely ignored my eight year old self as I ran. That was when I got my powers. I can hear others. Their thought and what they're saying when I'm not around. I can hear anyone a choose to but when I landed on the man who did it all. Well I haven't Listened to anyone else since. Except for Them. I hear Them even when I don't choose to. I don't know why or how I got my powers but I'm pretty sure it has something to do with how I've seen Them before and lived. But at this moment when I'm petrified with fear I don't think about any of this. I think about my sister. She was two when they took her. Two years old. She went upstairs to get food and when we came looking for her... She was gone. My baby sister. Maya. And Trey who was six. He disappeared one day and we just assumed that he was taken. I stare into the darkness of where Their eyes would be if They had any. I'm in denial. I can't die this way like everyone else in my family. I can't. I hear the man. He knows They have me. He's happy. I scream at Them as they stand there.
"Why! Why are you here? Why can't you leave me alone? Why did you take my sister?!" I scream and tears pour down my face, "My baby sister! Maya..." I whisper remembering her little face smiling up at me. They move towards me. It is over. There is no doubt about that.
"We want you because he wants you. He does, yes he does. You know.. you know... you know." They chant. They glide forwards until the mouth of one is right in my face. I straighten realizing that I need to be brave for my last stand. I smirk and whisper,
"Then. Take. Me." The feeling they give off of fear and hate changes to confusion.
"Take you... Take you... We will..." They say. The one opens it's mouth and I see endless darkness inside of it. I decide what I'm going to do a moment before a do it.
"Ava out." I say as I salute Them. Just like my mother used to do. Then a pulling sensation reaches at me. They are sucking my soul in. I look down at my hands and fear reaches me. I am turning into a shadow. My fingers are gone and instead I have dark wisps coming from them.
"Goodbye Ava Green. Goodbye." They say. I close my eyes. An involuntary scream comes from my mouth and a tear drops onto the dusty ground. I let more fall. I am almost gone. Then someone's hand yanks on my shirt and I am pulled away just before I black out. Some unseen force blows Them away and the last thing I see is someone's blue-gray eyes. Then everything is gone.

T.H.E.O

I wake up in a completely white room. I'm lying on a table. (I have a thing with tables don't I) There is not doors in sight but I know one must be hidden somewhere because that's the only way I would have gotten here. I sit up and look at my hands. They are not shadows and the wounds from the glass shards are gone. Almost as if the healing powder that was invented a few years before They we're released was used on me. That couldn't be though because it was so rare you had to be rich to own any. Then I realized. I'm alive? But my thoughts are interrupted by a door silently sliding open on the left wall and two people stepping in. The first is a man. He is large with dark hair and features. He's holding a mean looking gun and a chair. As he sets his chain down next to the table I see the second person more closely. She is a woman, probably about twenty and has red hair and blue eyes. She is holding a glass tablet and a chair. They both sit down and look at me. I behind at them and watch as the door closes. I think the woman says something but I'm to busy partying in my head attempting to keep the happiness off of my face. I'm alive! I want to keep going but the woman clears her throat. Loudly.
"Are you listening to me?" She says sharply. I look up at her face. She's annoyed.
"I said my name is Veronica Mason, this is Mark Terx. And you are...?" She leaves the sentence for me to finish. I don't ever tell people my name. Never. I normally don't even see people, let alone talk to them, so of course, I don't answer. I just sit there studying the walls as if there's something amazing written on them. There's not and Mark and Veronica both know that. Veronica sighs and looks over at Mark,
"Your turn, looks like we've got a stubborn one, can you-" I cut her off,
"I'm not stubborn, I'm smart." I say matter-of -factly. What kind of person do they expect me to be? Someone who goes and tells strangers their name? No way.
"Look kid," Mark starts, "we're on your side, I promise. After all you would have been taken if it weren't for us." He says. I glance up at him sharply, "Neither of you have grey-blue eyes. The person..." I pause, "the person or thing that saved me has grey-blue eyes."

Well there you have it...

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For now. *Laughs evilly*

Btw this is not a promise that there will be more, just if I find anything else ill post it (:

this was fun, see ya'll somewhere else! Hopefully (: