The whole ride I was on the lookout. Not many people noticed me, but I wasn't complaining.
"Last stop. Alda." Came the voice through the train, I got up un-suspiciously, and huddled to the door. Flying out of it as soon as it opened.
My backpack weighed me down slightly, since I stuffed everything into it.
I strolled through quickly, my eyes like hawks as I glanced at everyone, trying to see anything suspicious.
The metal detectors went off, "hey yo- Dave... False alarm..." The security officer said, hid eyes glazing over as he turned his attention off me.
Honestly, the illusion creeped me out.
I practically ran through the metro station, constantly bumbling into people which scared me, since they went all monotoned zombie-like.
I was careful not to touch anyone for too long, in case I hurt them. I stepped quickly on the grass, feeling ashamed every time it withered and died around me.
"Miss can I help you?" A little voice asked, interrupting my thoughts.
"What? Hey. I know you." I exclaimed, turning a round and feasting my eyes on the little girl.
"Or do you?" She said softly, the ghost of a smile was placed across her face.
Before I could react she lunged at me, with horror I realised her nails had grown to long claws, her eyes glazed over and turned a bright red, blaring like a traffic light. Her teeth were long and sharp needle-like things.
"W-what are you?!" I screeched, the thing faltered.
"Well it depends in what context you're talking about. To some, I could be considered as a vampire, although you'd be lucky if I was like that." She hissed maliciously at me.
I faltered, getting angry.
"Why can't you go away and leave me alone?" I screeched at her, a blazing sandstorm surrounded us, blocking out the sun.
"What are you doing?!" She asked me, her posture slackened as she was dumbfounded by the storm around us.
"It's- I. I don't." I stopped, I wasn't doing anything.
"Stop it." She said to me, her eyes were pleading as her body slowly dissolved to ash before my eyes, joining the whirlwind of the storm.
I gasped, struggling backwards, a clump of the sand fell into my palm.
No. Not sand.
Ash.
It was an ash storm. An ash storm of the dead.
Stuttering I got up, using a patch of grass to support me, I watched it either, exploding to ash as it too, joined the storm.
"S-stop!" I murmured.
The ash merely flickered, not listening to me.
"I-I can't. I couldn't. Leave me alone!" I hissed, bursting through the wall of sand, sending the whole thing toppling down.
No one noticed anything different, they turned away from what I'd created.
I clutched my hands closer to me as I ran, I ran through the city streets and didn't once stop, no matter how much I wanted to.
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Elsa Darknight: The discovery of Lhanyia
FantasíaMy own story here, that is, I'm taking this one very seriously. I'm making this out of my own mind, planning on becoming an author and actually publishing this ^.^. Anyway! This story is all about a girl called Elsa Darknight, after a weird experien...