(Anya): just let Steffani and wiley go! At first, Sam and Sebastian were dazzled that I finally made the decision. Azreal smirked, snapping his fingers as steff and wiley appeared before us bound and gagged! (Azreal): so you've made your final choice? Sam elbowed me and we looked at each other. (Anya): if I decide this, I....! A bright light flashed between us, and a mirror like image revealed the house. I shouted in horror. Blood soaked the walls, and stained the walls in streaks as if somebody was dragged! What the hell happened!? (Steff): what did you do!? I couldn't tell if it was directed at me or Azreal, but I refused to open my mouth.
Finally, the first body showed up. Robyn laid in a motionless fashion and a knife wound was on her chest and shoulders. though I couldn't tell whether or not he was unconscious or dead. I greatly feared the latter. My body shuddered, watching as the blood streaks along the wall lead to Aradia's body! A cold shiver ran down my spine seeing her dead open eyes. Blood dried on her mouth and a bruise was beginning to form on her throat. A piece of bloody shrapnel dripped in her dainty lifeless hands.
Brady kneeled next to her shaking and crying! His eyes were a bloody red, and he held her body in her arms. (Brady): I'm sorry...I'm sorry...I'm sorry...! He kept repeating more bitterly over and over. But something about it made it seem a little guilty. He couldn't have!
Could he?
The mirror followed more of a trail, probably to see what that goddamn weasel is up to! Once again, I was wrong. Zeke was convulsing, drowning in a pool of his own blood. That even shocked Azreal for a moment! The mirror shattered, leaving dark crimson shards behind it. We were speechless, and angry glares from Steffani and Sebastian were directed at Azreal and I. But before I could speak, a twisted laugh escaped his lips. (Azreal): congratulations, dear! You're no better than I am. Dare I say, maybe even worse. I took the dagger in my hand and charged at him with ALL my being! Engulfed in smoke, I looked down and realized I now lay in a pool of blood. I jumped back screaming! Sebastian and Sam helped me up as I was shaking in their arms. Just like Aradia. The blood began to flow upward on the wall and made letters. And those letters turned to words.
once it finished, my heart had shattered. I was on the ground, head buried in my hands screaming and crying histarically! It's all my fault.
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Queen Of Disaster
FantasyAnya Peterson was never the most popular girl to walk the halls of high school, and for a good reason. People tend to think of Anya as some kind of antisocial freak, mainly because her father was a gifted serial killer, which this town is notorious...
