Hidden Potential

Chapter 1

I peek out from behind the abandon building. There was a few demons, standing around in a circle. Their heads bowed, backs ramrod straight. One in particular, has a sword. Covered in blood, it drips down slowly, into the circle, onto the ground. Drop, by, drop.

I look down upon myself. Blood and grime sticking to me, my clothes is in tatters all around me and as I feel a sudden panic attack coming on, a loud boom thundered from outside.

I quickly look out again to see a figure step out from the circle. The power emitting from it reach deep down in my core.

"All hail, Satan."

The chant grew. Louder, longer. I tried to block it, to stop it. The end is near. It is coming. Those demons must be banished. The guy with the sword step forward. A man in tow. He murmur his final words. I watch in horror, fear lodge deep in my throat as he plunge the sword deep inside the human's heart.

The human let out a scream as I did the same. The finals words still resonating deep in my mind.

"All hail, Satan."
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I scream, high and loud as I slowly come back to reality. That is weird. I have been having dreams, nightmare really, for days.

Sometimes I would see a girl, which looks a lot like me, waving her hands around and black sparks will fly out of her hands. She seems to be chanting under her breath in a foreign language.

I have no idea what is my dreams trying to tell me, is it the future? Is it the past? I am so confuse and lost. Why on earth would I have dreams about things that just exists in the bible? I am just a human.

There is so many questions running through my mind that have no answer to. The dreams started when I start seeing things last week. Specifically, a hint of shadow behind a girl. It seems to flare out from her back, giving the illusion of wings.

"Clara? Are you alright?"

I look up into a pair of bright green eyes, worry swimming deep inside. "Ah, yeah. I'm alright. Just a nightmare." I give a smile, which may have come out as a grimace instead.

She raise an eyebrow that totally indicates 'I know you are lying but I will take your shit this time only'. "Again?" she ask, in a gentle voice. I could only nod. "Want to talk about it?"

The smile I give her this time is soft and sincere. "Sorry to wake you, but its alright. Thanks for asking."

"I'm always here for you. Good night Clara."

She walk out of my room and closes the door behind her. Well, that is exhausting. These dreams... What oh what are you trying to tell me brain? Hah! Like my brain have answers to my sub-conscious mind. I better get some rest if I would like to survive the next day.

I lay back down on my black satin sheets that feels great against my skin, close my eyes and drift off into the unknown.
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