The Games of Alastor

Chapter Twentyseven

I don't know if it helped. I went to my living room and in almost a trance I turned on my TV. It was a rerun from the news yesterday.

It was about Saskia.

"Good morning folks today we're here with what was said to be a sucide, but seems to be more of murder. Local Saskia Shaytan was reported that she had killed herself, but when police came to inspect she was found with a stab wound in her chest, deep cut in her arm, and cuts on her face. Due to the blood on the wall and the shape her body was in, we suspect it was & break in and there was a struggle. We will be back with more information. While we wait, here's Becky with the weather.

"Shit" I picked up my lamp on my coffee table, and threw it as hard as I could against the wall.

Anger rose inside of me. I didn't want to see her like that again. I didn't want anyone else to speak her name. And I didn't want it on the damn news.

Not able to bottle up anymore emotions I just punched the wall. My fist went right through the drywall. I wasn't going to wait for a day for Adron to be reformed. Noticing I still have her dagger in my hand I went to Adron.

"No," he crocked, as soon as he saw me. I went up to him and didn't hesitate. I stabbed him in the chest over again and again and again and again and again. Blood oozing with every cut.

I could still hear the splicing sound it made when the blade made contact with his skin. I didn't stop till my arms were sore and I heard Alastor, Calm down, kid.

"Calm down!?!?" | yelled back at the air. "Nobody as any right to tell me to calm down!!!!" I didn't realize tears were running down my face. They were tears from pure anger. I haven't cried from sorrow since I was eight. I don't remember ever crying from pain.

The voices started talking. My hands started shaking from rage. You need to get some sleep, Alastor said to me.

The last thing I wanted was sleep. I was about to protest against the demon when I felt a huge wave of exhaustion. "Fuck you." I told Alastor, stubbled to my bed, and automatically passed out.