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Charlottes POV
As I swung through the trees I thought about Sam. He looked strong and I was kind of hoping for a fight, but I guess not. That was partly my fault, you know because of that whole break down I had. I'll find him, and that won't happen again. Or maybe...it will? I don't know it was so out of the blue,and unlike me. I mean I like to put on a show but not a drama show.
And maybe it'll be hard to kill him because if him in general. He was pretty good looking. I smacked my self in my mind for thinking like that. You are dead you are vicious you are a killer. No human should get in the way of that.
I shook him out of my head and decided to focus on my basic needs as of right now. Blood, death, and more blood. That's what I needed. Hm, my family never treated me right. Didn't care about the traumatizing problems I had had all my life. And they almost immediately agreed to send me off. Speaking of which, why hadn't I seen any dead people lately? Oh well. I'm glad they're gone.
I found myself staring at my old house. Standing in the driveway, looking at my parents bedroom. Suddenly I saw a figure a couple yards away from me, on the side of the house. It can't be my parents, and I don't have any siblings...strange. "Hey you!" I called to the person. It stopped moving and turned towards me. A tall, slender, man (see what I did there) appeared. He was tall and had long arms with what appeared to be tentacles coming out from his back.
Suddenly I started hearing a staticky noise as he stared at me, well I assume stared because I couldn't see his face. It grew louder and louder until I yelled, "Hey man, your here to kill these people. I am too, there my family so I was wondering if I could do the honors-" One of his tentacle arms reached out and grabbed me from the waist. He lifted me in the air and threw me to the ground.
It was a hard hit but Charlotte doesn't go down without a fight. "Look dude, you want one I'll take the other?" I asked standing up and pulling out my knives. He reached for me again but I slashed my knife and managed to hit. "I am killing these guys, with or without you." I began to climb up the side of the house but the static came back. I froze. "I just want to kill them what do you want from me!?" I yelled.
He started to walk around to the back but he was not getting away that easily. I snuck around on the roof above him and when he stopped I jumped. I landed on his head, slashing madly at every tentacle arm that came my way. Finally he threw me off and held me to the ground. I came up with a stupid but ok plan.
"Fine, you win. Go on and kill me." I held up my hands in surrender. I assume he smiled because his "face" moved upwards. He let go of me and the static started again. I quickly jumped up and yelled, "NEVER MESS WITH CHARLOTTE BLACK." I kicked him in the stomach and he stumbled but recovered quickly. I pinned my knife in his suit and stabbed at a tentacle. I hit it and blood started oozing out. He shuddered and just stood there, un-moving. "I told you, do not mess with Charlotte Black." I pulled out my knife and walked away. "I guess I'll kill them another night. Right now it's time to visit our special guest."
