Lost: her nightmares might come true

Chapter 6: The Job...

Unknowns P.O.V

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Wow.. It's been 6 years and this girl has become a young lady. Slim athletic body, dark blond hair, huge chocolate brown eyes and her beautiful flawless skin..

I knew she was the one.

She is so beautiful but all of that will change, I smiled as I knew a plan was forming into my evil brain. Oh poor poor Christina, your innocent pure little soul will be stained with darkness and pain. You will suffer more than you have ever have before. You will be just like us...

A tortured soul..

I had everything planned, I knew exactly how is was gonna start and I knew how this was gonna end. Even though she was a weak, worthless little human she still had a little fire, hmmm must have got that from her mother.

I couldn't get her mother out of my head, the way she laughed, the way she cried she was beautiful in every way until I saw the light vanish in her eyes just seconds before she died...

I'm out for revenge.

Years ago, I use to be the good guy you know? The guy that would help people, the guy that was a good samaritan. But all of that changed 6 years ago when Julie died...

Well actually, more like brutally murdered.

Christina reminded me just like Julie, strong, smart and athletic. She reminded me so much of her that its making me physically sick with disgust! Even her damn looks too! She's a spitting image of her dead mother.

I have to get her. I have to get her to be mine. I want to torture her beautiful innocent soul. I want to twist her mind. I want her troubled, I want her to be suffering. Just like I was.

It's her fault. It's all her fault!

I want her to feel my pain.

The plan is sorted. And I will move in to go for the kill. My time is coming. And her time is ending. But the only thing that might ruin this plan was Damian. But he won't be a problem. Oh he defiantly won't be a problem. I'll deal with him later. He'll be my little helper. He'll obey everything I say without even realising. After all I am a higher ranking than him. He doesn't know me yet, but he will soon.

As I'm watching him now I can tell he is just like what I use to be. A demon was a good soul. I know what you're saying;  

"It's impossible." Well it isn't.

I watched them sit on the field looking all lovey dovey, I clench my fists, she's mine! But just then I see her running away from Damien, leaving him confused. I watch as I see Christina sprint away. Whoa with a body like that she could've been a athlete or a figure skater. But I guess the death of her parent stopped that. Ah well, I don't care.

I need to be close to her. Make her become my friend. Make her trust me. And all I have to think about is why Christina was acting all weird. Then she will be in the palm of my hand. She will be my broken toy, once I've finished with her.

I'm wearing normal clothes looking casual not to look all dodgy when she walks pass me, and I feel bolts of electricity, hmmm that's normal. When a dark creature feels bolts of electricity when a human walks by, that human is destined to be a tortured soul, just like me. They're destined to become the victim. The creature can do anything it wants to make their victim broken and is willing to give away their soul to end their suffering. It's actually quite fun for us. Hey! I'm a evil bastard. After all the Satan is my father and the Demon is my cousin.

She froze and turned to look at me. What the Hell? Did she feel electricity too?

I felt the electricity which is normal for us but the shocking thing was... She felt it too. She wasn't supposed to feel it... It's impossible... Only the creature! Only the demons, only the vampire, only the witches. Only dark creatures! Not pathetic worthless piece of crap like a human!

She looked at me and ran away as fast as she could.

This was strange. I think I should have studied for history when I was in school so I could know a little about my history and prophesies and humans a bit more. Oh well I guess it's time to hit those books.

Because whatever's going on I'm gonna find out.

Christina, you will be mine. One way or another...

Your poor sweet innocent soul will be tortured and twisted. And soon? You'll be one of us...

You'll be like me...

Your time is running out Christina

Tick... Toc... Tick... Toc

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Christina's P.O.V

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I run as fast as I could from Damien, these electricity bolts were still there and it's irritating the Hell out of me and to irritate me more I walk pass some guy and I feel electricity again!!! Ugh someone kill me!

"With pleasure Miss Christina Avery"

"HUH?!?!" I turn around to find no one around me. Hmmm. I take in my surroundings, deserted street, nothing living in sight. Tall grey unknown buildings towering up high all around me. I must of walked and turned left instead of right.

"Miss Avery.... Your soul will be mine"

I spin around "Who are you? Where are you?" I scream. The slow rhythm of my heart starts to race, pounding in my chest. If people were here I'm sure they'd hear my heart a mile away.

The sun was replaced with dark clouds threatening to rain down on me. The nice summer breeze was replaced with harsh winds making my hair go in different directions. I feel hands roaming around my body, grabbing my arms and legs dragging me into the darkness. I scream and struggle to be free, I pull the hands away from me and ran as fast as I could but for some reason I begin to slow down. My vision is blurred, I can't see a thing. I panic and spin around.

I can honestly say that, that was the worse mistake I have ever done. I feel a sharp pain on my wrist. I look down and scream In pain, I've been bitten by something. I crouch on the floor covering the cut with my body. I hear laughter. I curl into a ball and listened to the horrible laughter in the air. I don't know what to do, I feel frightened. I feel the need to scream out to my parents, begging them to come save me.

Why me?

But wait... Maybe this is my destiny. Maybe I'm suppose to get hurt. I mean they killed my beloved parents. They burnt down my home. No one likes me and I'm treated as a freak. I hate me life. Maybe this is suppose to happen. I ignore the pain. Ignore the blood slowly seeping out if my wound. It might get infected. Ah well. Who cares?

"I care Miss Avery...."

I wake up...

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To be continued.

I know I know... it's confusing and crap but ah well. been so busy with coursework, mocks and exams -.-

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