I stood silent outside my home, the night air blowing gently against my face making my hair falling over my dark eyes. The sun had set, the moon had risen, full and shining brightly down on me casting a dark contorted shadow, closing my eyes I shook away the thoughts of my mothers death that I had committed. I shook slightly from the air, it was rough and cold. Goose bumps spread across my arms "This is awful..what have I done?" I said quietly looking down at my feet that were covered by my black toms.
I looked up to the sky my black wings spread out wide, the breeze blowing through my feathers ruffling them. I set the scythe against the railing of the porch, tears starting welling up in my eyes again. I had finally stopped crying but I couldn't help but start crying again, I had killed my own mother! Now I couldn't bring her back all I could do was cry, realize what I had done, and hope for the best.
Would anyone find out she was dead and would they know it was me? I shook the thought away and picked up my weapon, closing my eyes I walked off the porch to find a place to hide out for the night. After hours of walking my wings had gone along with the scythe but the voices were still there, whispering in my ear. 'You did it..you've killed her she's gone now' they whispered. All they did was laugh and say I killed her. I closed my eyes tighter hoping to shut the voices out but they kept up getting loudly. Now they were screaming again, a man I had no idea who he was passed by me. He stopped and turned to look at me. I didn't know why he was staring at me. I had stopped walking, my wings had appeared, along with the deathly crocked weapon. I knew he was smiling now.
"Well, well, well" The man said.
I looked at him blood red eyes glowing brightly. "What?" I growled.
"An Angel of Death, this is my lucky day"
"Why does that make you lucky? You've seen me, which means I have to kill you now"
The man laughed "You've got it the wrong way kid, I'm suppose to kill you" He said
I was silent as he took a phone from his pocket. He pressed several buttons then put his phone away. He laughed softly a smirk spread across his ugly unshaven face making me feel sick.
"Now all the bounty hunters know of you, so even if you kill me, they'll be after you" He said laughing a very dark hardy laugh that make me growl and lunge at him.
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Deadly Nightmare (BoyxBoy)
Подростковая литератураThis is about one of my OC's named Shane, he becomes an Angel of Death, he is forced to kill those closest to him to prove his worth. When he is found out he is hunted down by several bounty hunters that have been looking for an Angel of Death, kill...