The Soulless

Chapter 16

Stacey woke up crying.

"What's wrong baby?" I said sleepily as I woke up.

She ran to me and threw herself into my arms. "Your ok!" she whispered.

"Of course I am, what's wrong?"

"I had a bad dream,"

"Wanna talk about it?"

"Uh uh,"

"But if you talk about it, it won't come back."

She agreed and I wiped a tear from her eye.

"It was morning and you and daddy were asleep," she started, "I was playing with Erica, and then this thing came over and bit You, daddy, Aunt Amara and Uncle Jimmy. Then you all started chasing us and we fell off the boat,"

I squeezed her in my arms.

"Why'd you do that mommy?" she asked.

"Oh, baby, I didn't, it was just a dream, a bad dream, I would never EVER do that, I swear." I told her.

"Pinky promise?"

I nodded and we locked our pinky's together.

She curled up on my lap and we both fell asleep.

When we all woke up I let Stacey draw me a couple of pictures.

"Here mommy!" Stacey said with excitement in her voice.

I gasped as she showed me a picture of Alex dead with his head snapped off.

"Oh my gosh! Stacey!" I yelled."Why would you draw that?"

"I saw it in my head. Uncle Alex brings Phoebe, Widget, and Widget Jr. to us, but one of those people grab him,"

"Stacey,"

"Oh and look! Then you and Daddy save the day!" she said as she showed me a picture of me stab a soulless in the heart.

"Stacey I never want you to draw anything like that again, go draw me a pretty flower that we can plant in the garden." I suggested.

Her eyes squinted and she threw her hands to her temples and rubbed them like she was in pain.

"Mommy, we can't plant a garden," she said.

"And why not?" I asked.

"Cause it's too cold in base."

"How do you know about that?"

"I saw it," she said as she skipped off to draw another picture.

I grabbed Brent by the arm and dragged him out of the room.

"Something is going on with Stacey," I hissed.

"What do you mean?" Brent asked.

"She drew me a picture of Alex being killed and then me stabbing a soulless in the heart! I asked her to draw me a flower that we could plant in the garden but she said she couldn't because it is too cold to plant anything in base!" I said all in one breath.

"How did she know about base?"

"She didn't! Did you not just here what I said!"

"So what? She can tell the future now?"

"I don't know Brent, I'm scared." I said as I threw myself into his arms.

He rubbed my arm and kissed my forehead.

We walked back in and I saw Stacey drawing something.

"What's that?" I asked. I saw a very realistic girl. She had gorgeous big green eyes, she was pale and had long strawberry blonde hair.

"That's me, mommy. When I'm sixteen ," she said. How did she know that? She can't even count!

"But your only one! How can you possibly know what you look like when your sixteen?"

"I don't know, I tried to draw you but all that I could see was this," she said. She took a piece of paper from under her chair and showed me a picture of a grave, it said "Here lies Evelyn Green, died fighting"

A tear escaped my eye. If she could really tell the future, that means the soulless are going to kill me.

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~Fifteen years later~

I kicked and punched at the soulless but they just kept coming.

"Mom!" I heard Stacey call. I looked over at Brent's body, who had already been killed.

"I love you Stacey," I said as I gave up.

I cried as the soulless ripped me limb from limb.

One finally stopped my suffering as they removed my head from my body.

My last sight was Stacey, fighting off three soulless.

My baby girl...