De-lu-ly POV
How dare her stop me from killing her. I will not be stop, I will not be controlled. I will do what I stayed to do.
Stupid witch thought she was putting me back when I already took root.
When she went into the spirit realm. She had gotten too weak to release me successfully and I had gotten too strong to allow her to.
So I watched her did her little chant and when she was done , I stayed slient for her to think that I was gone.
That worthless little thing didn't even realize she was blocking out and forgetting hours at a time.
I even killed the Chief, I strangled him with her little lady hands as I confess to him, my name and my plans. The chief knew very well it wasn't her , as much as I wore her skin. So he never confess to accuse her or even tried to.
I remember it like yesterday, the struggle to eliminate him. I remember him almost killing me but as he held the knife against her chest. He soften and that's when I ended it. Sarafena's skin was my armor of protection. Until it was ruin to cover an ultimate deception.
Sarafena herself couldn't tell and stood wanting revenge for a crime she facilitated.
Then I allow her to take me to the spirt realm.
To trick her, so that I could finish Yashmin and eventually her mother too. I stood slient while she hunted that man who went into Yashmin's house.
A Sarafena to have died was a great burden. I didn't seen coming. The moment that knife went into her back. I was forceful propell to wonder this earthy plane, without my great disguise. Never the less. I will succeed.
Sleep over at Dew's house
Yashmin's POV
We all got to Dew's house, greeted his mom and gathered upstairs in his room. Where we each prepared our sleeping bags at our desired corners.
Tonight wasn't just a sleep over but something we had plan to get to learn more about each other.
It was Lilian and Lily's idea, that we would gather together; where we were safe to explore our other sides.
It felt a bit freeing but still I am also vampire and I yearn to explore that side as well. But not here. I wasn't sure if I could control that side of me as yet or even if my friends would accept me.
We were all ghosts, all capable of similar things but to each a special ability of their own.
Dew was born a Climagieist just like his mother. Known to affect the weather; such as causing cold spots and unexplained fogs.
Mark was born a Poltergeist. Known to be mechievious and malicious ghosts; responsible for most hauntings.
Lily and Lilian are Zwillingiest. Known as ghosts of terror, who are more powerful when they work together.
What I was, I knew not........well not yet. I am yet to display any special characteristics that will point to my type.
For now all I am is a McCleary.
Yashshauna's POV
"If you are sure you smell her blood coming from that house then we will definitely have to check it out", I said to Murron.
"Trust me Yashshauna, I am positive. I know my kin", he said responding.
We waited until 12am that night. When the neighborhood was quiet. I pulled Murron from his body the way I did before. And we went into Leona's house.
"I'll never get use to that", said Murron as he looked upon his body laying in our bed.
We quickly phase through our walls and into theirs. We were floating around from room to room. Trying to identify any reason as to why Yashmin's odour would be in a place she has never been.
We came upon Leona's mom room where she laid in a robe upon her bed. And at the edge of her bed stood......"wait is that", I asked Murron as surprised knocked me speechless.
"Is that who, do you know what that is?", Murron asked.
She looked up at us in an instant as if she saw us . I could of swore she made direct eye contact until I heard her scream. And saw her crawl backwards to her bed head board.
"What are you?, what do you want?", I heard she said to the figure standing at her bedside as panic filled her face.
"Murron we must help her", I said. "That's De-lu-ly the demon. The demon that capture Yashmin. He as now started to seek out her friends. We must help her before it finishes her and start on Leona", I said as I move towards him, to try possession of it's body.
"I can't help you like this", I heard Murron shouted.
Looking through the demon's eyes I could see Leona's mom searching the room for the voice that spoke.
The demon was fighting back for control of its body. And I wasn't about to let that happen.
It's soul was corrupt and unclean. I felt my skin burning as if it was melting away. The pain was so intense. I was about to surrender and leave the body. When a gust of wind entered into the house and before I knew it we were in the woods.
I left his body; more like I was forced out and fell to the ground. Instantly back into human form.
"Yashshauna, I didn't schedule killing you until later but am afraid this will have to do", he said as appoarched me. His fixation on me clouded both his judgment and his sight. As he didn't see my husband waiting.
The minute he reached within three feet away from me; preparing to land his blow. My husband rushed in, full vampire speed giving him a fist. That threw him backwards leveling trees.
"Nice to meet you", he said as started to walk into the direction in which he landed. "You the demon that's been messing with my family it's time you meet the man of the house!!", he shouted to him as his fangs became visible.
Word from author
Well........well it seems De-lu-ly went after Leona and her mom. The very moment they moved here but why would he do that. And how did he know they were somehow connected to Yashmin and her family.
And what a lucky coincidence that the McClearies broke into the house on the exact same night, that he was there to murder them.
Readers.............
Murron as been calm in the story, taking a
backseat. Allowing others to defend and protect. Respecting his wife and allowing her to dominate.
As a vampire, one of my favorite supernatural beings, it time he makes his presence known. Time he express his dominance. Afterall he allows no one to mess with his wife and kid.
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