All I remember is darkness. How it is comforting yet terrifying at the same time. I remember the feel of a cold draft going across my abdomen as the blade rips open my shirt and pierces into my lower stomach. I remember thinking it all is over, she is no more. Sometimes I began to wonder if I am even still here, or if I'm stuck in the in-between.
I've lost her and she has lost me. No longer am I part monster carrying such creation into the world, and no longer am I the connection of the in-between; or so I hope. I know eventually I will fade into nothing as I did this with out the consent of my family, and so I am all alone. But how I may ask do my thoughts run so clearly and I feel the skin of my stomach stitching itself back together. Then it hits me, what if she didn't die, but I did.
After a while I feel my eyes adjust to the darkness and my senses heightened. I feel the cloth across my eyes and I feel the ground beneath me. One though circles my mind. ' How did she survive?'
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Just Another Difference
General FictionKia is a 19 year old girl with the abilities to sense inhuman beings and move things with her mind. she is still majorly unaware of all she an do and maybe on her adventure she just might find a love interest.
