Jonathan hanging his head down sitting against a cabinet on the kitchen floor. Almost about to fall asleep, he is half alive.. half asleep.. and half dead..
He feels Megan holding his hand, but how can he feel that and not the pain of a broken bone. Or the pain of glass scraping slowly across his wrists. He looks up and sees a white figure in front of him. He speaks in a trembling voice, as if he doesn't wanna see whatever this figure has to bring.
"Go away.. I'm d-done with this.."
Jonathan wasn't physically weak, but mentally.
"What are you?"
Jonathan looked confused and irritated that he/she was still tanning in front of him and hasn't left yet.
"I do]n't know, definitely not human"
he/she walked towards him and kneeled down lending his hand out to Jonathan. Jonathan's hands were down to his side like a dead corpse.
"just tell me who you are and what do you want..."
He/she didn't move at all, he was almost like stone. He let out a almost soft short sentence.
"Just take my hand John."
He reached his hand up unsure of what he even wants, it wasn't even a conscience decision, it felt like a mental urge.
Within an instant he was in his arms,
"You must rest, your spirit is troubled"
Jonathan felt a spark of rage mixed with fear, weeping loudly. What is he supposed to take from this, it's like he's was in a corner being yelled at by the world for being who he is. Even tho the world doesn't even know a thing.
"I can push all this behind you"
He/she whispersJonathan pushes him/her away looking down.
"No... I don't wanna give up just cause things are getting hard for me"
He/she directed Jonathan to walk to Megan and wake her up. Jonathan calls Megan's name to get her to wake, now standing seeing a bright human figure with no outline standing with Jonathan.
"Wait! Why are you here!"
Jonathan grabs Megan's hands and pulls her close and whispered for her to get the knife on the counter beside her and keep it hidden until he will signal her to attack this being.
"Follow me and I will explain how I can help"
Getting up to walk Jonathan is filled with anger, he is tired of people coming in and out of his life and bothering him and Megan, he wants to be alone.. but how.
Walking to the door into the freezing cold snow, it starts to explain steps and things to do but with no exact reason.
"It won't be hard, you'll need to keep away from everyone you think you can trust. Protect the book, it's all that matters"
Jonathan and Megan walking up a hill that hangs over the stream of water, Jonathan thinks when he/she mentions the book, where is the book! He begins to mentally freak out. He/she pulls the book out of nowhere and stops walking to hand it to Jonathan. He's surprised, the feeling of mistrust is a little less tight now..
he honestly doesn't know what to think about him/her is shehe being sneaky? Or is this all a helpful hand. But it doesn't matter now cause Jonathan apparently has made up his mind, he's getting rid of this guy."Where are we walking?"
He/she looked back and answered
"Just trust me it's right up here, I want you to see this when it happens, I hear it's a once in a lifetime view"
Megan grabbed Jonathan's hand and clenched the knife in her left hand. She saw Jonathan moving his lips telling her "go now".
Megan takes her hand from behind her back and takes one step forward but before she raised her hand, he/she snaps his fingers and Megan freezes.
"Hey let her go!"
"Oh no but I can't, you see this is your great fresh start"
"...what?"
Jonathan feels Megan's face with the fear in her eyes, she's completely unable to move.
"It's such a shame America started another war with China"
Jonathan heard planes in the distance, he turned and looked to find three bomber planes in the sky. Opening at the bottom.
"What is this! Stop it!, STOP THIS!"
He/she came close once more, brushing the back of his hand on Jonathan's face.
"Here's to the clean start"
Jonathan looked back again to see a bright flash of light knocking him back, wind flailing all over the place. Getting hotter and hotter, he turns to Megan and hugs her screaming for this to stop.
"Stop this! Megan wake up we have to go!"
Within seconds gushing wind and fire covers the land and Megan is no longer in Jonathan's arms.. he closes his eyes tight.
Opening his eyes he sees nothing but fire and burnt fields.. he sees something in the distance. It's insanity, but he has something in his hand.

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The story of Jonathan Vol.1
TerrorJonathan was born 1804and lived a happy life, until his mom died and all was left behind was a burnt house and a book. But this book made him into something... Can he stop this evil? Can he save his friends? Can he escape..? Learn the story, Inspir...