What Have I Done?

Who are you?

(Devin's pov)
I smiled wide, feeling the warm liquid running down my face and hands. The adrenaline pumped through my veins.

I had to get out of here.

I heard the sirens screaming out and I ran. I saw a bundle of bushes and jumped in. Fuck... That was not a good idea. Groans escaped the air and I felt something, no someone by me. I froze. Oh God.

The sirens were getting louder and louder. The police cars zoomed passed me in the dead of night. A silhouette of a small teenager, covered on the same substance as I, came towards me, pulling out a bloody knife, similar to mine.

"Who are you?" He snit, staring into the shallow depths of my darkened, yet lustering eyes.

"I'm Devin Sola, call me ghost." I pulled on my signature smirk,then a toothy grin.

"Well Ghost, I see we have the same hobbie." The mistery boy smiled, showing off his venom filled fangs.

"So,I'm guessing you're a demon." I got up, dusting myself off.

"Yes, as are you. I see lord Satan has set you on a mission, and it seems as if you have succeeded." He pointed at my blood soaked clothes.

"Of course. She put up quite a fight. That cunt, of course, deserved to die. Just like the rest of them." I crossed my arms becoming annoyed.

"Well, I must be going Ghost, but I'll see you at school tomorrow. I'm the new student everyone has been talking about. By the way, my name is Ricky, Ricky Olson." He smirked, disappearing. Only a thick black smoke was left of him.

This is going to be fun. Yet another demon joining the school.

✖//A/N FOR THIS STORY, ALL OF THE CHARECTERS/PEOPLE IN THIS BOOK WILL BE IN HIGHSCHOOL, THEREFORE THEY WILL LOOK EXACTLY HOW THEY DID IN HIGHSCHOOL.\\✖