The Original Ripper

Chapter 50: "You started losing your mind"

Waking up in the middle of the night Layla sat up letting out a window shattering wail. Heaving Layla jumped out of the bed looking around. She'd seen the symbol of a dragon eating its own tail in a flash of blue light. Running over to her closet she swung it open shoving on a leather blazer jacket, a white tank top, black skinny jeans and heeled boots. Running out of the house Layla trudged through the forest in a trance like state. "Kre Nan Hun" Layla heard being repeated over and over again. Layla turned around her eyes trained on everything around her. She saw all of this death. The spirits walking around her killing themselves in different ways. Layla blocked her ears thrashing around. Hayley and Marcel appeared in front of Layla who was scratching at her face drawing blood. "Holy Shit, what is that?" Marcel asked as they went to run over to Layla but she caused a fire to burn around her.

"I think the hollow is affecting Layla. She's a banshee, she sees death and pain and destruction. The hollow causes all of that." Hayley informed Marcel who nodded in understanding.

"Maybe one of us should help her." Marcel offered and Hayley went to walk but she then caught on fire. Hayley jumped away putting the fire out.

"Or maybe the more durable one could." Hayley offered her shrugging. Marcel huffed storming up to Layla who burned him. Marcel then grabbed her face as she thrashed around and he held her tightly.

"Layla, Layla! Calm down." Marcel called out shaking her violently. Layla looked up at him wide eyed, her blue eyes meeting his terrified. He'd never seen Layla terrified before. She'd been fearless, she'd been angry, but she'd never been terrified. Not even as a mortal. He'd admired that much. But as he saw this girl. He knew something bad was coming. Banshees were rare but there was one family in New Orleans who had one banshee every century. Whenever something bad was going to happen they went manic and almost catatonic half the time. He brushed her hair softly and Layla turned to the side seeing Lucien walk forward placing a soft hand on her cheek brushing her hair back.

"Don't be afraid love, you are stronger than that." Lucien whispered kissing the top of her head bringing her in for a hug. Layla cried into his chest hugging him back. Once Layla calmed down she looked to see it was Marcel that she was hugging. Pulling away from him she drew in a breath seeing blood on her hands.

"What the hell happened to me?" Layla asked training her eyes on Marcel. She died the fires out.

"I don't know you started losing your mind." Hayley informed her. Layla then shook her head drawing in a shaky sigh.

"I saw a lot of death. So much death." Layla whispered walking with them in a certain direction.

"And the sooner you can all be on your way." Marcel commented as he had super hearing. Layla followed meekly behind still seeing all of the ghosts.

"Clearly we're skipping all the hugs and hellos" Hayley commented looking around.

"The trail leads that way so I guess we follow the bread crumbs." Vincent sighed walking away.

"To find our way to the psycho savages preforming a rave in the woods I say we make quick work of them." Klaus commented wanting to be in command.

"Klaus you're with me, I'm not letting you out of my sight." Marcel pointed at Klaus making him look away with disdain. "Anyone got a problem I don't give a damn."

"I will go with Vincent." Layla piped up running after Vincent and walking off. "The hollow what is it?" Layla asked looking up at him. "Why can I see it in my dreams?"

"Your body is a Banshee and a witch from the family Latorie, the legend goes that...the banshee family was cursed by the hollow for controlling it, the hollow is rumoured to have been one of the banshees that went dark. Your body's family is magically connected to it. A banshee can see what we can't and it's only natural it can see what the banshee sees. So everything you see and hear, it's connected with the hollow. Can you control it?" Vincent asked quickly making Layla sigh running a hand through her hair.