Fallen (crawford collins fanfic)

Chapter 30

It was dark in the house. I used the light from my phone to guide me up to my room.

I walk over to my old closet wich was now empty since I had moved everything to the new house.

I reach up to a shelf in my closet. I always put my drawing journal up here. I feel around and only find a piece of paper.

It was from the journal. It had one of my drawing on it. It was a black figure, but it didn't look human. It was supposed to be shaped like one but it just looked blury.

Almost looks like. . .it can't be. It was an exact drawing of the smoky creature that was always following me.

Why would I draw this. I had no idea what it was back then. I used to always draw weird creatures like this one, but I just thought I had an amazing imagination.

Another page shows up at the door of the room. I pick it up. It was a picture of wolfs and their alpha. That would represent Alex and his pack. So all my drawings have to be conected to everyone around me somehow.

Another page shows up, and another, and another. leading me to a room. I pick them up. One of the pictures had a witch. It was more of a silhoutte and flames were all around her. Emma. Altough I don't understand the flames part. The next drawing was of fairies. . .but not fairies you would expect. They had an evil look to them. Probably Angelica and valeria. I'm pretty sure Anastasiya is one as well. The last picture had two pairs of black angel wings. Crawford
and. . .I don't think I know another Fallen Angel. Maybe my dad?

I look up to the door where the drawings stopped. It used to be my parents room. It had all their stuff in there.

The door slowly opens and I gasp when I see Crawford standing in there. "What are you doing here?"

"I came to see you."

"How did you know that I was here?" He steps forward and I step back.

Before he can answer I hear a gunshot and yell as someone drags me down. As soon as the bullet reaches Crawford he turns into the black smokey figure and vanishes.

I continue to scream until my voice cracks. Some people dressed in all black and with weapons all over them walk in the room and corner me.

I stand up slowly ready to fight any of them who tries something.

Two of them step aside as a woman that looks to be in her late 30's walks in.

"Hillary, it's so nice to finally meet you."

I don't reply. I just stare at her.

"I get it. You're scared. I'm sure you've heard all about us," she waits hoping I'll say something. Anything. But I don't, so she continues. "well, I've heard all about you. And I am very impressed with your work."

I looked at her confused. "We have been trying to get rid of the Realms for so long and since the first day you got Crawford took you there, you have slowly been doing the work for us. And thanks to you we found him,"

Two of the guards with her pull in Austin. He struggled against them, his eyes a bright yellow and his teeth out. He throws one of them across the room and the guy hits the wall and falls unconsious to the floor.

Before he could fight off the next guy, the rest point guns at him and one of them tazes him until his eyes turn light blue again and he falls to the ground.

When he was going to attack again I run to him. If I don't stop him they are definantly going to shoot him.

"Austin, why are you here?" I hug him.