Chapter One

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by XxHappiestSadistxX

by XxHappiestSadistxX

"Come on, Daegan, we're almost there!" I shouted among the brush and trees of our local forest that was abondoned due to the legend and mysterious disappearances that revolved around it.

"Wait a minute, Mercy, I'm not as fast as you," Daegan panted, exhausted from the countless amounts of steps we ran and near face plants into the mud.

"Mercy, I-I don't think we should be here," Daegan stuttered as he brushed his ink-black bangs out from in front of his glasses, his nearly-black almond eyes whispered a plea. I shook my head and kept going, my footsteps sent a quiet echo through the woods. I could hear Daegan give a heavy sigh as he ran up behind me.

A few minutes later, we came across a building. . . My home to be exact: Its walls were crumbling and darkened with age, vines had climbed their way up the darkened and moss covered walls. We walked in through the entrances' double-doors, one flat in the ground and the other was only hanging on because of the rust that had started to eat away at the metal.

"Whoa," I hear Daegan sigh from behind. He seemed awe-struck as he stared at the ancient drawings of historians past, still intact. He walked over to a wall that had a slip of paper taped to it along with some unintelligible words sprawled above it with a thick and dark liquid.

"Open it," I whispered in his ear. He looked to me and nodded, then flipped the note open.

It was like i could hear the gears grinding in the brain of the 16-year-old as he processed the words sprawled on the paper. I watched as he stiffened as if something sharp was poking him in the back. He turned sharply towards me and grabbed my shoulder, his nails were digging into my flesh. He was surprisingly strong for someone who never participated in sports; I could see his nearly-lean muscles through his his sweat-drentched shirt. A sudden breeze blew through the ruins, whiping his blue-checkered-jacket aound and blowing through my long hair that reached to the back of my knees along with the white silk-like dress i wore that skimmed just above my kneecaps.

His dark eyes peered deeply into my gray, lifeless-looking ones. I looked up and noticed that it was already night, the moon shined with a pale light overhead. I looked back down towards Daegan and his grip loosened, he pulled his hand back and looked at his bloodied fingers that dug deeply into my skin.

"Doesn't that hurt?" he whispered. He knew about how I was . . .different. . . He was the only one who managed to accept it and became my only friend. I was unable to find the words to tell him that I was made to feel nothing, no emotions, nothing physical, absolutely nothing.

I can't find the words to tell him... yet...

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