Misguided Ghost: Picnic In A Graveyard

Misguided Ghost:(PIAG) - Pushing Boundries

Sorry for theatre update, schools been taking the life out of me. This is not edited. And thank you to all of you guys still reading this book. This chapter is a filler but some parts are very important :)

Onto the story!

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Chapter five

Pushing Boundaries...

I felt light, free even. Some would even say I was on a high, the emotions of happiness and contentness filled me whole. Something that had me smiling and grinning like a fool... That was until, I felt where I was.

My mouth turned into a frown and a sharp pain occurred all to soon on my back and legs as I tried to move. The coldness of the winds were biting into me through my clothes and parts of my clothing felt drenched. I was laying on something soft, something that tickled the bottom of my feet yet comforted me with familiarity.

I snapped my eyes open, glaring at the harsh light of the dimming moons. The forest foreboding around me. Shadows lurking and reaching out towards me whilst the branches of the trees shock and waved as the gusts held no mercy against them.

The first question that popped into my mind was, where am I? And I didn't even get a second before everything came rushing back in a painful flash, causing waves of pain to radiate from my skull. I gasped at the images of pouring blood that seemed to stir a new high in me. It was all coming back to me.

The vampire. Her pleas, her cries, the fight in her slowly being beaten out of her until I slipped the knive in her throat. I looked down at my wrists, seeing It coated in her black blood and for some reason my body hummed. I remember using my powers on her, I remembered draining the life force out of her until there was nothing left to protect the soul.

Her life force was like a protection barrier for her soul. No life force meant no life, no protection on the soul. Which meant it was up for grabs and anyone from that point on, if powerful enough, could take it.

"I used hellfire" I muttered lowly, feeling my body tremble as grieve shook me. Somewhere in the back of my mind was a voice that said it wasn't me. I wasn't being me. Because if I was, then everything would have been fine. But I wasn't and so another life was added to my kills.

I sobbed into my chest, letting the wrist sword slip down from my arm and drop to the floor with a clank.

And to make my guilt worse, she was already running from something, or someone. She said she had been kidnapped and I had told her it was none of my business. But that inmdiately made me wonder.

Why would a vampire be in the werewolf sanctum?

How was she able to change her eye colour to make me think she was a wolf?

Why couldn't I smell her scent but I could sense her aura?

So many questions buzzed around my head that for a few seconds I found it hard to stand up and look around with accurate eyes. For some reason or another looking back at the girls situation caused a shiver to run through my body and my mind to become paranoid.

Something didn't seem right. Something seemed off and I knew that somehow in the end it was all going to cause something terrible. But I pushed it down and stumbled upwards. Feeling nausea pass through me as I looked around at the scattered weapons and blood lakes that spread across the grassy plains of the forest. Her body still lay there. Her eyes gone and so was her hair. Nothing was left except from a crisp burnt shell that looked like it would crumble under anyone's touch. I rejected the urge to puke and picked up my weapons before lifting my head into the air and concentrated with all my might. Without being in that powerful blood lusting state. It seemed my powers would dim away with it. And so caused me to become slightly hindered in the aftermath when I felt weak and limp. But I knew that at least I wasn't killing people. That I wasn't murdering aimlessly.