Kid'sPOV
I'm starting to get worried I haven't seen Samantha in 3 days. And father's door has had her in there for 3 days straight neither father has come out. Sometimes when I past Father's door I stare at it but sometimes always telling me,''you have to business here''
Okay today is day 3 and I'm gonna go in that room!!I walked up to Father's door and opened the door slowly.His room was still dark but the hallway light illuminated the room. Father was staring at me with Samantha next to him as if he knew I was coming. I was to determined to even enter the room that I totally forgot to think of something to say.
He patted Samantha on the head,''Kidd what a surprise''
Samantha was looking at the floor with horror and blankness in her eyes. I gave father horrible look then pulled my attention to Samantha. I held my hand out,''Samantha come with me''
She rested her hand in my palm and I pulled her away from the room. I noticed a bandages wrapped around her risks.I know how cruel father can be but this was a bit much. I took a closer look at her,"Hey, I know you don't like here so do you want me to take you home"
She smiled but her voice revealed her pain,"Yes plz"
I walked out the door with her,but nobody noticed. As we got to the fog forest a Kishin just had do appear. Samantha was the first to notice the loud stepping. She tugged on my shoulder sleeve,"Kidd that sound"
I stared into the distance where the sound was coming from,It's a Kishin. It was fast and reached near us in few seconds. It pushed me towards a tree. Samantha was so scared and nervous she tripped over her own foot. I pushed her out the way. But I was to late she was already bleeding all over. I called out Beelzebub(idk how to spell the name of Kidd's skateboard)
I chopped off the kishin's head with the edge of the skateboard then quickly snatched Samantha up and ran to her house. I tried to stitch her up as fast and symmetrical as possible but it was impossible. If I made a mistake it was permanent. I didn't want to cause her trouble and I didn't want my father to cause her pain so when the stitches were done and Samantha was safe and sound in her bed I left.
When I got back home,I slipped into fathers room. It was still dark it creeped me out. There was still the light in the hallway illuminated the room but the deeper I went the darker it got until I hit the wall on the other side of fathers room.
I moved my arms around and felt a lamp. Flicking it on I saw pictures of witches and the witches who died recently had Xs on them. Was father reasonable for the deaths of these witches. I covered my mouth in shock, and started to step back. I hit someone behind me as I turned to see who it was , he grabbed the back of my shirt and through me out of father's room.
Who was that?
Was it father?
No that's impossible that man seemed human it couldn't be father,
Or can it
Seconds of thinking, I noticed when I was thrown out the room papers flew out. I search through the paper and luckily I found the picture of Samantha's picture it was scheduled to today. I ran out the door as fast as i could. Why would someone want to kill her! She hasn't done anything wrong.
I ran through the forest and as I ran through I shouted,"SAMANTHA SAMMY SAMANTHA SAM!"
No response
I reached her house. The door wasn't even there. There was a trail of Samantha's blood that led to upstairs. I ran up the stairs following the trail. It led to out the window. I poked my head out the window.
It was Samantha...
As dead as a door nail.
I hopped out the window and rested her head on my lap . Someone slit her throat, it was horrible, her eyes were opened wide, and filled with dry tears and fear. The only thing I wondered was where is her soul. Is fighting for dare life. I stared at her then closed my eyes tightly, hoping it was a nightmare but multiple times opening my eyes to the same thing over and over again.
Suddenly the last time I tried she started to cough, cough up blood, her eyes quickly turned a dullish dark navy blue. Her throat was healed and all. Blood still covered her body and her clothes were still ripped but she was alive. She looked at me lightly smiled and dozed off.
I smiled,"I was really worry Samantha, it was like something in the back of my mind said, watch closely, she's not dead,"
I whispered to her,"it was as if you silently called 'HELP'"
She curled up on me,"now on when you can't find me just call
Little witch,where could you be"
"Okay my little witch..."
