The debris from the attack laid around a little boy holding his sweet sleeping baby brother. The little boy's eyes were blank like glass, he was petrified from what he saw, all he could see when he closed his eyes was the memory, crimson red flowing out of his parent's cold lifeless body and the face of their killer. His scar across his eye, his cold heartless aura around him, it was like a barrier stopping him from loving anything in this world. His blood red eyes glowed in the night along with his silver blood tipped katana as the fluffy white clouds floated in front of the full moon, the boy let a blood curdling scream slid from his lungs as he opened his eyes again.
Rex jolted awake from his nightmare, his face was covered in sweat as it trickled down his face, his breathe finally slowing down. I opened the door, the scent of sweat hit my nose the moment I stepped in, " Are you alright, we could hear you turning and screaming from outside, did you have a bad dream?" I offered him a glass of water, he took it, nodded at me as of saying a thank you and then just walked out the door, what's with him?
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"From now on, our objective is to find..."but before Ren could finish, the door slammed opened.
A very red faced Alice came storming into our quiet office, " Rex has been kidnapped by DSA." We all stared at her."How?" Asked Tyrant," His so fast no one should be able to kidnap him."
The DSA headquarters loomed over us as we approached a old building, cracks covered a lot of the building, "Are we at the right place," I asked, hoping we wouldn't have to go into the insecure looking building, but unfortunately, Alice nodded in reply. The wind blew and the building swayed a bit, we all shivered in the thought of going in there. Then suddenly, the building tipped like a domino, the big thud set shock waves through the ground. "Sorry, just making sure if it was safe," said Tyrant as he shoved his pale hands in his warm pockets. Thank goodness he did that, or we would be squashed like pancakes, I thought. Everything was a monochrome grey in the light rain expect for a bright red metal trap door that was where the building stood before. That must be the real headquarters I thought, the others must have thought the same because we all began to walk towards the trapdoor.
A old man hunched over a crystal orb," So I see they've come." A boy stood next to him nodded as he looked at his brother through the orb.
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Burnt Away
Mystery / ThrillerThe colour of the flames; the blood- curdling screams that filled the air that night, all these things still haunt her whenever Katherine closed her eyes. If she never had her gift, it would had never happened, no one would have died. But... If that...
