When she dies

Death.

"LET US CHEER FOR FREEDOM TO DO WHATEVER THE FUCK WE WANT!!!"
The several serial killers knock their beer bottles together.
They don't know...a predator is right above them in the ceiling. Waiting to sink it's teeth to get its blood it wants.
"LET ME OUT PLEASE LET ME OUT!"
A girl with long dirty blond hair shakes the bars of her cell.
I turn away and disappear. I rise up from the ground. She jerks over fear in her eyes. Before she can scream I hold up my hand.
"P-Please...Don't hurt me."
My hair turns brown and shortens. My eyes return it's original color of purple. I wear my long white dress I was buried in. She then calms down.
"A-Are you here to kill me?"
"You must relax young girl. If you anger them any more. You will get hurt."
My voice is low. She nods and presses her lips together. "W-Will you help me please? I don't know where I am."
The girl with the shining dress takes a few small slow steps toward her. I nod.
The dark girl with long black hair returns. With grey skin and wide black and white eyes. The white dress that is also long. The glaring eyes...disappears back to the drinking men.
"Hmm weird. The girl actually shut up. I was hoping to get some heavy action with her." They all chuckle.
A glass bottle that is on the counter is knocked over. It breaks on the ground.
They all jump up from their seats, around that old wooden round table that was found on a street.
"Dammit." One of the men wearing a dirty flannel walks over he kicks the glass to under the counter. He takes a gulp of his beer.
Another breaks.
"What the fuck?"
"Ok John what the hell are you trying to pull here."
"I'm not doing that I swear!"
"Uh huh sure it's some ghost." They all laugh.
The fridge tips over and falls onto the ground. Cracking some of the tile.
"Holy shit."
All at once the cabinets open and close. The door handles shake violently.
They all stand back to back in a circle....it's all silent. A light in the hallway flickers
On

Off

On

Off

With every change in light they pant shaking with fear.
A large screech shakes them making them cover their ears.
All of the lights turn dark
On

Off

On

Off

This is when they see me. My long nails scratch the wall as I take slow steps down the hall. Head bowed down.
They are all silent shaking, scared out of their minds.
One of them scream.
Bloody
Murder
I stop and lift my head. My hair still covering my face.
The lights flicker off.
When they come back on a door is slammed shut. The man who first screamed has been dragged to the room.
Ruffling around and dragging sounds go through the room. Along with the mans screaming.
They jerk open the door. Hair to thick to cut surrounds the outside of the door. Making it hard to leave.
Same with all windows
And all doors
All
Escapes
Will
NOT
Happen.
A death cry makes them stop and shake even more.
The man has died slowly and painfully.
One of the other six men pulls out a rifle and loads it. He points it at the hallway.
Everything is silent.
"C-C-Come out!"
Everyone screams from behind he jerks around.
I stand there from the ceiling. He shoots at me. He misses. I detach myself from the ceiling and crawl at him. Slowly. Slithering. The prey is hungry. A human spider. But I am none of those. He shoots at me and I reach out my hand and grab the rifle.
The girl in the cell looks up at the ceiling. Wondering what is happening up there.
I jerk the rifle away. He allows me to from his shaking weak hands. It floats up and spins around. I turn to the other men. It goes right into the mans chest. Not going on the other side. It goes all the way into him. It bends and some of it comes out of his mouth. He shakes. It then shoots his brain.
He falls over.
"WHAT DO YOU WANT FROM US?!?"
The one they fear is now death takes a step forward. Its head cracks to the side. It's eyes wide. One of them covers their mouth trying not to get sick.
Her head turns all the way upside down. In a single second she is on the floor. Her head returns to its regular position. It's cracking whispery voice speaks.
"You are prey..." I get ready to lunge. "I am the predator.."

The last thing anyone heard.

Was screams and breaking glass.

Bella Pov
"So....The killers are the ones you go after?"
She doesn't answer. Again.
"Marin. This isn't something you can always do."
She steps forward and is in front of me. I look up.
She takes another step. She puts a finger on my cheek. I look at her only one eye she shows. The other eye is covered with her long black hair. Along with her ears.
She then takes two steps back and closes her eyes.
"Marin..?"
My eyes widen.
Her hair turns brown and shortens. Her skin no longer dead pale. Her eyes returning to her pretty purple eyes. I stand.
She wears her beautiful long shiny long sleeved dress she was buried in. "M-Marin..?!"
Her voice returns. "Bella..." Her voice is more deep and graceful. "I avenge others when no one did the same for me. I get revenge for the ones who couldn't. For the ones who suffer...I set free. I don't do this for myself. I do this for the ones who can't."
There is no wind in the room but her dress flows towards me along with her hair perfectly. Her hair is to the side.
It's like....she's alive.
She takes a step forward and gets close to me.
She places her hand on my cheek. "I came back to protect you. To kill the ones who kills as a living for the pleasure...for fun." Her voice gets angry. "I don't feel any remorse for any of those ruthless pathetic humans who like the blood of the innocence. The scream of helpless woman and children. They deserve this fate I will give them."
"You....you shouldn't of come back." I look at the ground. She immediately lets go and takes a couple steps back. "You...your better if your in the afterlife. You shouldn't be suffering yourself."
She lowers her eyebrows. "I came back for you." Her voice is deep and dark filled with anger and sadness.
"You shouldn't have."
Her hair turns back to black and long. Her dead self returns.
"Marin. I will miss you. It was great to see you again but...it was your mistake of returning."
She growls at me. My eyes widen. I take step back. She roars at me and she disappears.
"Then you don't need me." She says. I look around. I then look up. I scream. Her dead self covered in blood lays on the ceiling. "I hope you regret your words."
With that she turns to dust and falls on the ground.
I feel...

Horrible for what I said.