Ammunition Angels

How it all began.

-Narrator's POV-

It's December 25th, 2000. Ebony McTier is with her Big brother, Loke McTier celebrating Christmas together until he flies off to Cape Town to be with his Girlfriend. Suddenly, there's a bang on the door. IT'S LAPD, OPEN UP! Loke runs to the window and jumps out onto the balcony. BANG! Ebony runs out to the window. There he is. It's Loke's lifeless body, on the floor, with a 42mm bullet through his head. Ebony Bursts out into a waterfall of tears and runs out of the back door.

-Ebonie's POV-

It's January 3rd, 2001. The day of Loke's funeral. Damn. I miss him so much. His girlfriend committed suicide yesterday. All through this past month have been my worst days.  "It's all my fault. If i just answered the door on time, he wouldn't of got shot. It's all my fault!" I thought to myself, while tears were streaming down my face like a neverending waterfall of sadness. 

"No!The police went to the wrong house. it's not my fault. I-It's not my f-fault."

-1 Hour Later-

" He was a great guy, a great brother. He was the kindest, most caring person in the world, protected me every second of every moving day. When he had a chance, he'd always come see us. He'd stay with me every Christmas, Cared about me more than his own girlfriend." A pain started to merge in my throat. It was like a rock, pulling my throat down and down. "H-He was the best. He loved me. I loved him. I grew up with him ever since i was little." I suddenly burst out in tears. I turned to face his coffin and the picture of him. "L-loke. I l-l-love you!" I fell to the floor, a puddle of tears forming on the floor. 

I walk to the bathroom, drenched in sweat and tears. I pulled out a makeup wipe from my purse that Loke bought me for my 16th and rubbed it all over my face.

"I like that purse you have" A voice emerged from the bathroom stall. It sounded very familiar. I stood, contemplating whose voice it was. I suddenly gasped.

"L-Loke?!" I shouted as I dropped my purse which made all of the contents spill out onto the floor. I spun around. To my surprise, there was nobody there. Caleb ran into the bathroom -pause-

Caleb is Ebonie's ex-boyfriend.

-resume-

"Honey! What's the matter!" Caleb exclaimed rather loudly.

"Nothing, Caleb. Get out of here."

"Buuut why darlin'?" He pulls me closer to him, grasping my hips with his firm hands. I was very uncomfortable.

"Caleb! I don't like you like that! Get off me!" His firm hands let go of my hips. He looked at me, smirked, shrugged his shoulders and turned around.

"If you say s-" He turns back around to me very quickly and lifts his hand high. He swings his arm to my face but suddenly, something stopped him in his tracks. His arm was held high, in the air, right beside my left cheek. His face was overcome in pure disbelief. His body started to tremble and his chiselled face became red while his eyes started to water. It was like time froze. Caleb got a hold of himself and ran out of the women's bathroom and out of the fire exit. 

After I caught my breath again, i silently picked up all of my items off of the floor and carefully placed them into my bag.  

-4 hours later-

I pushed myself into my king-sized bed and lied my head onto my pillow. I thought about today, sobbing while thinking about it. "What made him stop? Caleb never acts like a wuss around me!" Then i though about the voice i heard. I got it! That's Loke's voice! But how? H-he's gone. It was my mind. Yeah, my mind. It was playing tricks on me. I fake smiled and turned to my bedside table to see a picture of me and Loke when we were kids. We were at Disney Land. I had an Ice cream in my hand and Loke was wearing a Mouse hat. Haha, the good ole days. A tear fell down my cheek and slid onto my phone.

"Ebony"

I gasped. "Loke?"

"Yes."

I turned around and there he was. Loke. Loke was alive. 

-Occult is out!-