Raining Hellfire 3

Chapter 7: This Is What We Do For The People We Love

You didn't want to drag the kids into this. After last year's battle, and the one before that, you were conditioned to feel protective of them. They were children. They shouldn't be fighting monsters, dealing with things before they even graduated middle school.

So you did what you had to.

You drove Max and El straight to the Mayfield house, assuring them that everything was fine. Luckily, you were aware that Billy wouldn't be going home. You knew you shouldn't have lied. But they were your family. Family looks after eachother.

And you had a suspicion of what this Billy was capable of.

You knew you couldn't do it alone. All night, you tried calling Nancy. When she didn't answer, you tried Jonathan. Both of them seemed to have disappeared. You even tried calling Steve but his father didn't appreciate it the third time you tried.

You slam the phone back down, pacing the hallway. Your uncle was stuck at work because of the storm, meaning he wouldn't be back until the morning when it clears up.

With a frustrated groan of stress, you walk back into the kitchen and place your palms on the counter, taking a breath. You knew you shouldn't assume everyone was ignoring you. Your irrational fears needed to disappear from your mind if you really wanted to put an end to what was happening before anyone else got hurt.

From the corner of your eye, a small red blinking light shone at you and your heart skips a beat. Maybe someone called back when you were using the line?

Walking to your voicemail machine, you eagerly press the button and play the message, the tone playing until suddenly it went quiet. You lean closer, frowning.

And then the highest pitch of static screamed at you, throwing you back.

Tripping over yourself, your back hits the ground hard enough to knock the oxygen from your body. You gasp for air, turning on your side. Slowly, you take in a breath, hand reaching out to push you back up.

The ground is cold, shooting pain through your arm in shivers.

Scrambling up from the kitchen floor, you panic. The kitchen you loved was crawling with vines, the air cold enough to show your breath.

"Y/n"

You spin around to see a silhouette in the hallway. One long arm.

"It's time"

"No." You gasp, back away. You run to the back door, pulling on the handle. But the door doesnt open.

"You can't escape this"

"No, no, no." You choke back fear, back pressed against the door as the silhouette steps closer.

As soon as it stepped into the room, its body morphed into a new shape until Billy stood before you.

"You are ruining everything" His voice didn't belong, sending waves of shock down your spine.

"What do you want from me?!" You scream, anger coursing through you. Why was this happening? Why you?

"Stop fighting"

You take a step forward, clenching your fist, "No."

"Your fate will come for you sooner than you think" He continues, meeting your steps until he was only a breath away.

"Then kill me." A tear falls down your cheek, "If that's what you want, then just kill me!"

"It's not that easy" Billy strokes your cheek, wiping the tear "But there are others ways of destroying you"