Shadow Walkers

Prologue

I will never forget the day that i was betrayed. He took me in, saved me from the monsters that hunted me, protected me from the demons that hunted me. Yet in the end, my soul had nearly joined with the dead.

He was always so smart, clever, and most importantly he was mysterious. I guess I was too, in the eyes of others, but he was better. Or worse. I loved him though, so at the time I didn't care. I like how the world thought we were so much alike. I didn't mind, following in his footsteps, despite my parents' warnings.

I was young and naïve, nothing more than a terrified follower, there's no use in complaining though, no point since I will forget and lose everything by the time the small hand turns twelve.

Did I mention how terrified I am? He's planning my own death, probably has been since I began to follow him. The last "test" didn't satisfy his hunger for torcher, which is why he is upgrading his plan. It seems as though the only way to satisfy himself is to allow death to take me.

I have been saying that this whole week, but there is a part of me that wants to live, to show him that I am stronger than he is, stronger than the world had thought I was.

One week I went missing on October 24th, and today is the 31st. Halloween night, one of my favorite holidays besides Christmas. I can't die on my favorite holiday, can I? No. Tonight I will survive, I will survive and make a plan of my own where his ideas for me will backfire. Tonight, I will celebrate my success, and his death.

~11:50 PM~

The end of Halloween will come in 11 minutes. In ten minutes the haunting hour will come to everyone. Everyone but me.

I have heard of his new plan, and yes, I am scared. He plans to drown me under water, my body will be strapped to the table beneath it. Needles, I've heard about ten different kinds, will be stuck into my skin. I'm not afraid of needles, but what's inside the container that's connected to the needle is what I fear.

10, 10, 10. I have just realized the number ten is constantly being used. October is the 10th month, there are ten minutes until 12, and there are ten different needled that will be injecting unknown ingredients into me. Does this mean anything?

~11:51 PM~

I am being taken to him. In fact I see him right now, looking at me like I'm some kind of mystery that will be solved. Well not tonight and not by him.

I glare at him as he tightens the straps around my arms, wrist, and ankles and legs, yet he just laughs. I am lowered into the water, and before my face goes under I take a deep breath and hold it. My eyes close and then open just in time to see the needles, as well as a clock, one that is digital so I can determine the time faster. 11:59PM. One minute until haunting hour, where I am hoping his death will come. Everyone knows that plans go wrong once haunting hour hits, right?

The needles lower and poke themselves into my body. Two in both of my arms, two in both of my legs, and then I watch as two needles dig into the topsides of my head. Then the pain comes as whatever chemicals he had made is injected into me. I let out a scream and itmeadetly choke on water. I try to break loose from the binds that hold me, but I'm trapped and am slowly dying. I can feel my heart beating fast, then it begins to slow as I loose oxygen. Slowly my consciousness fades, but the last thing I see is the time. 12:00PM. Then a dark cloud consumes everything.