The supernatural?..... seriously?

Until death do us part.

A/N, this chapter may contain gore! I don't think that bad, but just to warn y'all.

Word count: 2266

Charlie and Chris ran as fast their feet could let them.

"Hurry up, Chris! I can sense that someone's in danger!" Charlie exclaimed at the slow werewolf. Charlie had no clue how or why she's got this feeling in her gut, but she trust the feeling and blindly follows. Her mind is racing, thoughts flying all over the place. But one thought is the strongest, (Danger, danger. Someone's in danger!)

"Chris! Hurry! Chris?" Charlie slows down in a second, causing her to almost lose her balance, but she managed to keep herself from falling. The girl swung around, looking for her friend. He was gone.

(He was right behind me, I felt his presence just seconds ago! What happened to him?) Charlie thought, still gazing at the trees. Hoping to get a glimpse of Chris.

"Chr-" Charlie wanted to yell again for her friend to come back, but was cut off by what sounded like someone cussing at a person. "If you don't let me go, Mark, I swear to Go-" the person's yelling were stopped by someone putting a gag into their mouth.

Charlie didn't understand how she could hear this from far away, but one thing she knew for sure. That voice belonged to Angelique. Angelique was in danger.

Suddenly, Charlie's head began to pound taken the girl by surprise. She collapsed on her knees while tugging at her blonde hair. Her vision began to blur and before Charlie knew it, she felt nothing.

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Angelique tried to fight against the two men with all her might, but it was no use. She screamed for help as she was taken away from Dan and Phil.

She wished for Gale to be here, Angelique really missed her. Charlie wasn't her Galadriel, that was rough for her to accept.

We came to another open spot, angelique wondered how they've got here so fast. When one let go of her, she saw her change. As the man tried to put a gag into her mouth, Angelique bit into his hand as hard as she could.

The man released a loud yelp and backed away. The other one let go of her as well, to help his hurt partner. (Dumbass.)  She thought when she fled the scene. Angelique was free.

But then, she got tackled by dark smoke. While pushing the struggling woman farther into the grassy ground, it distorted itself into a person.

"Hello, Angelique," He said with a pinch of disgust hidden in his voice. Angelique's eyes widened in fear, but also confusion. She had always thought that this person was dead, but here he was alive and ready to get his revenge.

"Mark?" Angelique tried to act bold and brave, but deep down, she was dying of guilt. The guilt of leaving Mark, not saving him from his fate. The only response that Mark gave was deadly glare, before yanking the woman off the ground, using her hair as an expedient to do so.

Mark whistled at the other men to come help. They nodded and ran towards their direction. Angelique recognised the one she bit, he seemed to be still mad. His blue eyes spitting fire at her. Good.

"Be prepared, the other half of the duo will be here soon." Mark said with a chuckle as he cuffed my hands behind my back. (Wait what? No, they can't hurt Gale! Not that she's vulnerable.) She thought.

"But, we need to give Galadriel a sign." Mark said with a devilish grin. It was making Angelique sick to see him like this. The man with the red floof turned his back to Angelique and asked one of the Ezekais, "Felix, hand me the knife of the holy one's!" The man, apparently named Felix, gave Mark a silver looking blade with .