BloodMoon Child | ✔️

Death.

Eliza's Perspective:
I slowly lift up my head and take in my surroundings.
The trees blew in the wind.
The sky was blue.
Everything was magical.
The sun kissed the hills and mountains as far as the eye could see.
Beauty was everywhere.
And I loved it.
"HELLO!" I yell, a small smile forming onto my face.
My echo goes around,  bouncing off of hills and high roads.

Darkness starts to swallow the green grass.
It surrounds me.
I notice Dean and Emily hanging by a thread in the middle of all of the darkness.
And then...
They fall.
Their shouts echoed, but I couldn't reach out to save them.
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I gasp.
"It was all a dream." I say aloud.
"Eliza? You ok?" Dean whispers, his legs covered in slashes and red blood marks.

And then it all comes back to me.
My mother put me here.
And at this point, I can't trust anyone.
Not even Dean.

"Y-Yeah." I reply.
Emily's head is down, she almost looked lifeless.
But then again, we all were.

I looked around the room.
It was dark, smelled like the burning flesh of something or someone.
It hurts to look.
The pain I see.
The pain I feel.

Everything all at once began to hurt.

"We need to get out of here. But it's so dark and heated in here..." Emily stated.
Her face, legs, and arms stained with her own blood.

This is all my fault.
If I weren't born this way, everyone here wouldn't be in this situation.
Dean would be beyond the grave.
Emily would be coping with the grief.
And I'd be a lost soul.

Wait...
Now that I contemplated this in my head it all doesn't fit.

What do I even want anymore?

What is my purpose?

I wonder what would've happened if I killed myself.

Just like that...gone. No more problems.
Dean wouldn't have to "father" me 24/7, he could take care of  Emily and she'd be okay, no suicidal thoughts.
And my mother would be fine.
I wouldn't be a nuisance to her, nor to my family.

Everything would be great.

Without me, everyone would be ok.

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                     Dean's Perspective:
Eliza's head was down, and I could only hear slight murmurs coming from her every so often.

"Suicide." She slurred.
"What?"

She tilted her head towards mine.
"Suicide would be so good right about now. No worries, no bull that we all have to go through. None of us would be here you know..."

Emily looks towards her.
"I TRIED TO KILL MYSELF AND LOOK WHERE WE ARE!" She sobbed.

"And? That was you, Em. This is me. Once we get out of here I-"
She stopped.

The door opened and there stood Eliza's mother.

"Untie the filthy animals."

Charles came in and untied us all.
"Time to end you all. From shame, burdens, and utter disgust."

Charles lead us out of the room. We stood behind each other and Emily's head hung low.
"I'm sorry, Dean." She whispered.

"QUIET  YOU NUISANCE!" Eliza's mother yelled.

We entered a hotter room than the last one. There was a dark door at the end of the room.

"One by one, you all shall die tonight. No one leaves. You can only leave through death."

I've failed as a guardian.

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Author: I AM SOOOOOOOOOO SORRY!!!!!!!!!
Ok I know I haven't updated this since November, and I suck for that.
But hey, I'm back for a bit!
My life has just been a mess.
I'm confused TBH.
But yeah.
I had to update reallllllll quick.
lol it's not like anyone reads this but I had to write something.

          
                        -  N.