Revenge

Run

"So... Are you hungry?" Blaikes voice cut through the silence

"No..." I heard him sigh

"Listen, I am sorry"

"What's there to be sorry for you just lied to me and oh yeah you murdered my best friend"

"I DID NOT!" his face was red in anger as his knuckles were white, holding on tightly to the steering wheel. He started again with a subdued voice "I didn't murder your friend..."

"Mhmm..."

Afterwards there was frustrated silence until we reached the next town, once there we stopped and he looked back at me "Want something to eat or not?"

I just looked at him blankly.

"Fine suit yourself, I don't give a damn if a bitch like you starves." He stepped out of the car and slammed the door shut and walked away.

Soon there was screaming and gun shots and he rushed into the car with plastic bags and a sandwich in his mouth "DAMMIT!" he fumbled with the bulky keys before starting the car and took off, slamming his foot on the gas.

"What's going on?!" fear welled up in my chest, an electric static like feeling prickling at me.

"your 'boyfriend' sent the cops after us, both of us. Not just me." He growled "Great this means I can't just drop you off and part ways with you"

"oh tell me how you really feel!" I actually felt slightly hurt, but he was Madeline's killer I had to remind myself "Just fucking drop me off in the woods so I can starve"

"I'm not going to do that! You may get on my nerves but I am not hanging you out to dry."

"Why not? You seem to have no problem killing people." We were already far out of the town and he slammed on the breaks nearly making the car flip over. Before I could move he gripped my shoulders tightly

"SHUT UP! JUST SHUT UP I DID'T DO IT!!" His skin was blotched with red as tears welled up in his eyes " God dammit, just, just fuck you. Believe whatever you want. I'm done." He turned around and started driving again.

We didn't speak after that and we drove for miles until the car broke down.

"No... no no no no!" he hit the steering wheel and sighed before getting out and grabbing the bags. He then looked at me "You have two choices, stay with me for a greater chance of survival, or go get eaten by some random monster in the woods"

"Since spending any more time with you will result in me killing myself, I think I'll take my chances with the so called monsters in the woods" I rolled my eyes, monsters? Ha, did he think I was a child?

"Suit yourself." He took off down the street as I went into the woods. I couldn't tell where I was going so I basically was blindly stumbling trough the darkness

A shiver tingled down my spine and I rushed to hug myself as the temperature dropped. The moon casting shadows, moving, snaking in the obsidian darkness. Though there was no wind; there was not even a sound in the screaming silence. Tendrils of jet black snake like smoky substances started crawling out from those shadows, looking like a shadow itself moving with fluid grace across the grass. Closer and closer it pooled towards me as the backing trees became engulfed in its jet black inkiness. There. Whispering, whimsical and soft, a frail song playing on the wind. The words were unintelligible other than the one word kill. Glowing red spine-chilling eyes with no emotion other than sick enjoyment were shining in the ever growing dark smog. I opened my mouth to shriek, to scream, to call for help. But the muscles froze, a choking rock forming in my throat and hurting to swallow, conjuring nothing other than a strangled noise, not even above a normal voice. I looked down as the dripping darkness enveloped my feet, which were replaced by the endless void of darkness. A prickling thorn like feeling began growing along with heat, fearsome heat. My bones were splintering, cracking, breaking; my blood was boiling, burning, stinging. Ripping at my skin, I was hoping for some relief from the pain. I found none, my skin was bubbling, like fire ants crawling, biting, stinging. My legs gave out as I pulled them into my body. I could feel tears, hot and salt filled, stinging my eyes. Death, death would be sweet relief from this horrifying pain. No one is coming.

I closed my eyes, welcoming the controlled darkness. Is this how I die? I could feel the strength slowly leaving me as I gave in, welcoming the blanket of death. No more pain, no more having to live such a cruel joke of a life. I could be free.

"Lilja!" a voice called, fighting through mirth and sounding so distant, so far away.

As if ice water was thrown on me I could feel all my nerves prickling with adrenaline, my heart thumping in my ears, I couldn't catch my breath. I sounded like a gasping fish as I struggled to let air into my lungs, drinking and welcoming the fresh air. The world around me was suddenly more sharp, brighter. The wild life teaming, like it was all... glowing. I could hear so much, I could see so much. Everything was so... beautiful. Sparkling with energy and life. I looked over to see Blaike as he kneeled towards me.

"Lilja? Are you all right?" It took me a couple seconds to comprehend as my breathing slowed, I could feel that magic, the incredible power sapping and fading. Leaving me as how I had been no, no, no... don't leave not yet. I wanted to keep some part of that beautiful powerful feeling. The last of the warm feeling disappeared and I answered softly, barely able to whisper.

"Yea... what was that?"

"A shadow stalker. Welcome to the rest of the world." Then suddenly I realized my small world, the small town I had always known, was so much smaller now and the world that I once thought I knew like my own name, I really didn't know at all.