Apocolypse (True story.... No jokes...)

Guys this is a true story based on what is going to happen... please keep an open mind, what you are about to read will shock you..

 

Dakness, death and destruction were all I could see as I raced through the Dangerous alleyways in the City of Cape Town. Dodging a blazing ball of fire aiming right for my shoulder, I dived behind a medium sized grey dumpster and poked my head out to properly examine the scene. There were dead bodies everywhere, men, women and children, all piled up on top of one another. Lifeless bodies engulfed in blood and sweat, headless, and already rotting away into the grey tar of the street. Others were scattered all along the alley, swords in their chests, axes in their heads. Some were on fire, burning into nothing but dust. Those who were still alive were running uncontrolabbly to no where in particular, with their hands in the air, panic on their faces, loud screams emitting from their mouths, but each, one by one, were either striked down by a sharp arrow, or thrown and engulfed by massive spheres spheres of burning flames.

My heart went faster and louder as I watched the dreadful incident. I had to cover my mouth with my one hand to keep myself from screaming "WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON!!!!!"

But I already knew

Wiping the sweat from my brow, I turned and looked from the other side of the dumpster, to where the fire and arrows were shooting from. I saw figures, wearing black hooded cloaks. There was about an army of atleast 200, all perfectly lined up, the first of them cramming their way into the narrow alley. They were armed with swords, bow and arrows, daggers and sheilds. The scene kind of looked like a war in the old medieval movies, expect this wasn't just an ordinary war. Infact, nothing about this night seemed ordinary. I knew this because the first row of hooded figures all raised their hands at the same time, and before my very eyes, created smoldering globes of fire out of thin air, the spheres manifested right in their palms, and before I could even disiphere what was happening, a ball of fire had already shot out of one hand and landed right infront on the dumpster.

I couldnt hold my mouth anymore. "AAAAAAAAAAH!!!!!!!!" I exclaimed, leaping away from the bin. I dodged another fire ball, tripped over a lifeless body, and rolled to the dead-end wall at the closing of the alley.

Oh before I forget. Hi, Im Chelsea...

My life wasn't usually like this, my life..(once upon a time) used to be simple. I used to be a normal 15 year old girl living in a simple Town in South Africa, playing normal music on a normal guitar, watching episodes of Hannah Montana, Wizards of Waverly place, and everything else that a simple normal, carefree teenager would watch. Yep... my life was good, that is until, I met him. The one person that changed my normal life into an episode of Charmed with a dash of Supernatural, mixed with a sprinkle of Twilight and about every other horror movie and story that you have ever read or watched. But... I'll get to him later.

I closed my eyes, sensing a fireball heading my way, I lay, expecting my death...which never came. I opened my eyes, sat up and saw the fire ball metres from my face. I let out a huge breath of relief before I looked at all the hooded figures, they seemed to disarm their fire, and were now all staring up ontop of the wall in the enclosure. I also looked up and gasped.

I saw three other figures. They weren't like the hooded-figures. They distinctivly had female attributes. All three of them were woman, round about my age, all standing in poses. The fire in the alley was aimed in an angle that allowed me to see exactly what they looked like.

The first girl stood with a hand on her hip. She was tall and haddeep brown, shoulder length curls, with blond and red highlights, she was coloured, with caramel skin and dark chestnut coloured eyes. She wore a blue denim jean, with the same colour denim jacket, and a black spagetti top, and she had purple feather earrings in her ear.

The one in the middle was the shortest. A caucasion girl with golden air, coloured with pink streaks. She had beautiful sea-blue eyes and light freckles decorating her nose. She wore a black skirt, with dark blue leggings, and an "Ed-Hardy" shirt. She stood with a bow and arrow under her arm, and her hand on the other hip.

The Third one, standing next to her, had short, dirty blond hair. She had cat-green eyes, surrounded by black eye shadow that gave her eyes a smokey look  that seemed to glimmer in the moonlight. She wore a black leather jacket, leather pants, leather boots and blue corset top, and biker gloves.

I heared a loud yell and turned to the hooded figures, all of them had raised their bow and arrows and were aiming them at the three girls. They immediatly released and I had to tuck all the parts of my body that stuck out, underneath my stomach. I heard the third girl hiss, a sneer planted perfectly on her face. I saw her flick her wrist and all the arrows turned and hit the opposite wall. The Middle girl raised her bow and arrow, and the first girl drew a sword from behind her back.

"Chelsea! Wake up! Breakfast" said a familiar voice.

I opened my eyes slowly, rubbed the sleep out of them and breathed.

That dream again...

Okay guys...this is the first chapter. And no, incase youre wondering, its not just a dream. Okay this first part is a dream...but it came true. You'll understand more in the later chapters..but guys, this is supposed to be an eye-opener. This is TRRRRRRRUUUUUUUUUUEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!