Twisted Fate

Chapter 9

Striker POV

I looked down as my phone rang and picked it up.

"Hello?" I grumbled tapping my foot against the ground outside the Ring station. Where was she? She said it would be quick. It's been a few hours.

"It's Millie. Look, I wouldn't call you unless it's an emergency, but Liz is my best friend. We fucked up. Humans have her-" I zoned the female imp out as my eyes widened, a ringing in my ears. My Darlin' was caught.

"I'm coming. Where do I meet you?" I said as I entered  station. I'm coming Darlin'. Just hang in there.

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My POV

"If my man hears about this or if I get out of here. You are fucking dead." I yelled the empty threat with a sigh.

"You demon freaks have significant others?" The male agent scoffed.

"Yeah. What do you take us? Animals?"

"Yeah. I met her guy once. Almost tried to kill me and Mox here. You guys are fucked either way." Blitz said as he and Moxxie kept irritating them until they left the room. After a few minutes, I looked around at the green gas.

"Guys?" I called out concerned.

"I'm just worried about Millie." Moxie started talking.

"Guys."

"She'll be fine Moxxie."

"GUYS!"

"Sir! They are pumping some sort of gas in the room!" Well no duh, Sherlock! As Moxxie and Blitz bickered, I slowly blinked, slipping in and out of consciousness.

*TRIP DREAM*

I stood around walking across a field, seeing a house in the distance, seeing everyone standing around.

"Guys?" I called out, all their heads turning towards me with twisted grins.

"She's pathetic."

"What?" I looked around, now in the center of everyone.

"She was cool, but she had to fall for that cowboy. The Asshole and the Bitch. It's fitting." Moxxie said as he held a gun to my head.

"I'm not home. I'm just losing my mind." Striker save me.

"I was only friends with her because I felt sorry for her." Millie laughed, and I looked around panicked. Terrified. Weeks of guilt slowly eating me alive.

"A traitor to us! She should have told us about the Harvest Moon Festival!" Blitz stood with his arms crossed.

"I didn't know! He just told me it was a normal job!" I said as they turned to flames. Striker walking up to me.

"Darlin'? You alright?" I whimpered, running into his arms as he wrapped his tail around me and grinned, pinning me to a wall.

"Such a weakling. Getting caught by the humans. Your right...I should have left you." Striker grinned, and I tried escaping his grasp. "You think I really love you, Darlin'?" He held a gun to my head.

"You're a hallucination!" I screamed out as I bit the arm as he vanished. I fell to the ground gasping for breath as I looked around, seeing everyone a grave with my name on it. All I could hear was the sound of my breathing as I stumbled up to it. It's a Hallucination. Playing on my fears.