As I walked out into the golden shower of leaves not a lot was running through my head, which for me is odd because of the ADD. Had my parents just gotten slaughtered? Yes. Was I devastated? Also a yes. Was I questioning why I was walking toward the person responsible for said deaths? No, no I wasn't. Because if I was I would have pulled out a phone and called the 5-0.
Instead my dumb ass was probably going to die just as my parents did, on a cold fall morning. The girl regarded me with cold dark eyes, and a wicked smile spread across her face. "There you are, little wolf, come out to play with the hunter?" She asked. Her voice was ice, her words devoid of emotion. "Something like that." I heard myself saying.
You know the people who you hear about that have the "out of body" experiences? Yeah I was in one of those as I said those words. Her smile grew and she laughed, it was a beautiful laugh in it's own way. "They told me you had a quick mouth, guess the little wolf can bite." I scowled. "First you slaughter my parents, then insult me by calling me a little wolf, you got some nerve girly." My words were venom, but she didn't seem to care.
I lifted the gun up and pointed it at her chest, head-shots were so overrated. "Two to the chest THEN one to the head." my father would always tell me. The girl didn't seemed fazed by the glock at all. "I got one question for you, why?" I asked her.
Her smile faded and she put a hand on her chin as if deep in thought. "Lets see: A.) I was ordered to. B.) It was necessary, and C.) to bring you home." I put two well placed rounds into her chest near her heart and she collapsed onto the ground. I walked up to her and put the whole magazine into her head. Blood splattered up on my coat, seeping down into the ground. Chunks of brain matter was scattered everywhere. I bet you are thinking something like, "wait what?" but don't look so surprised, I mean It's not as if I was going to let her get the chance to dismember me.
I threw the gun into the snow and glanced at the scythe lying next to the dead girl. I reached out to touch it when my hand was stopped...by the girls hand. "Don't touch Red." She said. I backed the fuck up real quick in horror. The dead girl had just spoken, even after the ten rounds I put in her head. Her hand reached out and took hold of the scythe, she got to her feet, and to my utter bewilderment her injuries were gone. "That was...very painful little wolf, I didn't even have time to defend myself." I couldn't speak, now I know you were expecting a snappy comeback but honestly? The girl I had just killed was not in fact dead, yeah no comebacks from this guy.
"I'm so dead." I said to myself. I looked at the girl and her scythe and she was...smiling. "The fact that you acted without pause, easily taking my life, without remorse or hesitation." She paused and bit her lip, which partly turned me on and party disturbed me. "You really are one of us, I didn't believe what the others said at first but now I see I was wrong." She walked up to me and put a hand on my cheek. "Jack Wulf, would you like me to answer your biggest question?" Oh yeah I never told you guys my name did I? Well hello then, name is Jack Wulf, there now ya know and...I got sidetracked again, shit.
Anyhow as the girl said this I just nodded my head dumbly waiting for her explanation. "You aren't who you think you are Jack. Those people back in that house aren't your actual parents, the life you have been living up until now has been a lie, and I am here to bring you home, to your true home." I could barely comprehend what she was saying.
My life a lie, the people who raised me not being my parents? "Bullshit." I said out loud. She frowned at me. "You think I would lie to you?" I slapped her hand away from my face. "Why wouldn't you lie? The people you killed were my family, why would I believe a murderer and a monster over them?" She actually looked hurt, which I enjoyed. "I can't prove anything to you without showing you, can I?" I started to turn around, my destination was my house. She grabbed my arm with a grip of ice. "Where are you going?!" She demanded. I looked back at her and shook her hand off. "I'm going home." I started walking when a blade appeared in front of me, curving around behind me. "I was hoping to bring you without a struggle, but if you take one more step I'll have no choice but to hurt you very badly and drag you back, little wolf." I shrugged, at this point I didn't really care. "Do whatever you want, I obviously can't stop you." I ducked under the scythe blade and continued walking, leaving the girl behind me. That at least was what I thought I was doing, until my world went black and my body hit the ground.
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The Girl I Met On Winter Road
FantasyI've never really liked society. Everyone is too cheery, and horribly fake. Nothing you do seems to mean anything in the long run either, and after the day ends everything is the same as it was before it all started. Accept for the day I met the gir...