Hellbound

Chapter 1

Why couldn't I be normal? I thought I was normal for all of my life. Until today- my eighteenth birthday. How ironic, right? Everything changed since I'm legal and all. But, I didn't think everything about me would actually change. First my hair, then my eyes, now I'm growing a freaking tail! This was worse than hitting puberty!

I should probably explain. It all happened when the clock struck twelve and it was officially my birthday. I was in my bed, twisting and turning. I couldn't fall asleep for some reason. I usually fell asleep as soon as my back hit my soft mattress. It had been happening a lot that week. I just assumed I was so ready to turn eighteen, that I couldn't sleep. I stared up at my ceiling, sighing. I suddenly had this nagging feeling that someone was watching.

My eyebrows furrowed together as I sat up. I let my blue eyes explore the room. My room was being lit by the moonlight that shined through my curtains. I saw that no one was there, but I couldn't shake off the feeling. That's when I heard the unbearable shrieking of a bird. A crow to be exact. I rolled my eyes.

"Stupid crow," I muttered as I turned toward my balcony doors .

I saw that God forbidden black rat with wings. I've always hated birds, crows to be specific. I don't know why. They had always given me chills. The thing that drove me crazy was that they seemed to be attracted to me. I couldn't go out without seeing at least one crow staring me down, then flying away. It's been that way since I could remember.

This specific crow, at my balcony window, had been coming here for the past month. It would make it's evil shriek, then fly away. Tonight was different. It just stayed and stared. I narrowed my eyes at it.

"Maybe it knows it's my birthday. Maybe it'll give another horrid screech as a birthday wish," I thought as a joke to ease myself. I chuckled a bit, but then the bird from hell screeched. I was shaken by it at first, then I laughed.

I laid down, lifting my sheets over the my head after getting my good laugh out. I closed my eyes and tried to sleep. I felt something light fall on my stomach. My eyes shot open. I was face to beak. The crow was inside my room. I screamed. Well I tried to scream, but nothing came out. I frowned in confusion. I tried to talk. Nothing came out.

"We can't wake up your mother now, can we?" I heard a raspy, hoarse voice. I looked around, still confused. "Hey, over here human," I heard it again. I looked at the terrifyingly close bird, that was now on my chest. "Yes, I am a crow that is talking to you right now."

I tried to scream again.

"There's no use in trying to make noise. I enchanted you," It said like it had done this all the time.

The bird flapped its wings, leaving its black feathers on my chest and face. I sat up, brushing off the feathers as the crow landed in a corner of my room. As I patted down, I realized I didn't make a sound. I started hitting my bed. It still made no sound. It didn't just take away my voice, it took away my ability to make any noise with my body.

"What the hell?"

I saw a puff of black smoke from the corner of the room. That was where the crow was. Confusion and fear hit me like an unexpected earthquake. I saw a shadow of a man in the smoke. I trembled in fear. I had scooched up my bed until my back hit the wall.

The man strutted out the smoke. My eyes widened at the sight of it. It was surely not a man. This couldn't be happening. His arms were large black feathered wings and his eyes glowed red in the moonlight. A smirk grew upon his pale face. He showed off his long fangs. I, being the terrified and baffled human being, tried screaming once more. Of course it didn't work. He laughed at my failed attempt. The thing with a ripped button up and black slacks stepped closer and stopped at the foot of my bed. In that moment I wished I could walk through walls.