500 Years *ON HOLD*

500 Years

Kry Stephens' tiny footsteps echoed in my head, the sound of leaves cracking and crunching under our feet as we walked a trail in the forest, Dead Blue.

"Leaves fall, hitting the ground-- the cold ground. They twirl in the wind but they don't know that they're...dead." Kry paused and jumped over a fallen branch. I kept on walking, listening to her words. She was five years old-- a brillant storyteller. I was the listener.

"Kry and Flag walked secretly around Dead Blue, Kry feeling a little frighten and blue-"

"And why is Kry so frighten?" I asked, interupting her. She blinked, murmering. "Because Kry doesn't want to be here. She wants to go home with mom and dad and drink some hot coco. Maybe watch tv with Flag but Flag doesn't want to go. Because Flag was different."

"How different?"

"She watches Flag at night when she's asleep because Flag whispers things in her dreams." She replied, still in her storytelling tone.

"And what does Flag whisper in her dreams?" I asked. She breathed in and glanced down at her tiny feet. "Things. The End." Kry giggled and I laughed as well. Kry is my little sister, I'm the big sister, and I don't know what I'll do without her. It was a young June morning and He decided it was time to get me a new sister. It was a nice gift and I thanked Him. Finally. Someone I could explore the outside world with and enjoy the beauty of art. Our parents were delighted, so happy they brought in a beautiful little girl into this big world. But not for long. Kry's beautiful blue eyes suddenly faded into a blood red and it scared them. Not me. I thought it was pretty cool. So then I knew at that very moment she wasn't human. Crazy right? I actually believe in that stuff. I started when I was seven. With striking blue eyes, pale cold skin and sharp teeth, I scared everybody at school. I got kicked out. And our parents signed us for adoption. So the parents home waiting for us isn't our birth parents...sadly.

"Can we go home, Flag?" Kry whispered, softly. She yawned and rubbed her eye.

"Alright." I scooped her up and she clung to me.

The walk home was long and the sun was setting. I doubt we were going to make it.

I walked out into the Dead Blue Rd., a road that cut in between the forest. So the forest is actually split into two but it's overall name is still Dead Blue. How it got the name? We don't know.

Kry yawned once more and I proceeded to walk down the road, eyes lock up ahead.

"Almost there..." I whispered. Then a flash of headlights lite from behind me. A car was going to past by me. ....Strangers..

I quicken my pace but I heard the car stop. That made me shiver. Then came the sound of the car door slamming shut and the manly footsteps from behind me.

"Almost there..."

Quicker. The footsteps followed along as well.

"Almost there...." I panicked. "Almost the-"

Boom.There was pain. And darkness.