A young 14-year-old boy is accused of a murder that took place one night. He has no clue of his name. More trouble will arise as he knows exactly what happened that horrifying night. Strange figures are after him. Why are they after him? And what ki...
Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.
Finally, it's an early Wednesday morning. It's going to be 5:00 A.M. in about 10 minutes. Joyce and Lexie are still sleeping. Yet Angel and Lucy are fully awake. Angel was having a conversation with Lucy.
Lucy says to Angel, "So we both had a crappy day. Let's start with you first. What happened to you in school?" Angel continues, "Let's start with last night." "Okay, what happened last night?" Lucy asked. Angel continues, "I encountered Agent Sherrie." "Agent Sherrie? Who's that?"
"She is an FBI agent right now, but she is also the one who shot Joyce the other day. The point here is that I remember that one night. When I was younger, I tried to save her daughter from getting killed. Some police officer in duty shot a bullet -at what I know now as of now- is a shadow. Before, I did not understand that it was a shadow. When the officer shot a bullet at IT, he also hit Sherrie's daughter. I tried to get her. Although either way, her wound was to open. She would've died anyway. I had to leave the area quickly. Sherrie did not want to leave, so I forced her to come. Without force, she would've died too and-"
Lucy interrupts, "Wait a minute! Why didn't you just grab hold of Sherrie? And Sherrie should've grabbed hold of her daughter. Don't you think?" "I was getting to that part," Angel says.
He continues, "There was a police copter and some shadows there. I wanted to save her daughter, but the copters were already shooting. I may know Martial Arts. I may be stronger when I have that special blade in my hands, but that doesn't mean I'm invincible! One of those shots could've killed me! I wish I could save everyone, but I can't. Not when I know it's too late."
"So, does that mean we're in danger?" Lucy asks. "It appears we are. I'm sorry, Lucy." Lucy bites her nails. Angel continues his dreadful story, "As I was saying, last night I had to save Sherrie again. We were being chased by a shadow. That one followed me wherever I went. Until I stopped him. Although what's strange is that IT didn't kill me. IT just laughed and told me that I had twelve chances left."
"What do you think that means, Angel?" "It means if twelve more shadows come and I refuse to go with them, I will lose everyone I love!" "So if you have one chance left, what will you do, Angel?" "I'm not sure, Lucy, but I will do my best to keep you all safe!" "And if you can't?" Lucy asks worriedly.
Angel looks at Lucy in the eye with a serious face and does not answer. He puts his head back down. "Okay, you don't have to answer. How come you're all beaten up?" "The idiots at the school beat the living crap out of me!" "Damn, didn't you do anything!?"
"I'm sorry to say this, but I don't know what I was about to do. All I know is that at the last moment, I was aiming my blade at one of the leaders. That was until the principal got hold of my hand and I got into more trouble."
"Wait! You were about to kill him!?" "I think so." "Why!?" "I don't remember Lucy." "How could you not remember that!?" Angel ignores the question. (Lucy was pulling on her hair.) "Fine! What about this girl here, Lexie? Huh?"
