The town was small, seemingly innocent. It was beautiful, full of life, buzzing with conversation, but in this town, there was someone new, someone with a bloodline that brought trouble. Curses and history that should stay buried do come to the surf...
I was walking home with Aris after school, listening to music when Aris points something out. Something that even scared him. Amber, struggling then escaping an officers grasp, seeing the corpse, then talking to the policeman and leaving. We told Ana.
"Oh gosh." She gapes.
I stir my ice water.
"I both her parents are dead. I can't imagine." I say, nostalgia filling my tone.
"Should we look for her?" Ana asks.
Aris responds, "I don't know."
Aris looks down. Ana looks away.
"This is bad." Aris groans, pressing a hand to his forehead like he has a migraine.
"I'll go look." I state.
Aris nods.
"I can vouch for that."
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Amber
I walk into some woods. I was scared. I don't have anyone else to trust. A crow comes into view.
"Back off." I mutter, and it too, is thrown back.
Suddenly, I feel like I'm choking. I drop to my knees, and blood starts to drip from my mouth.
I choke out, "Stop!" It doesn't. More blood.
"STOP!" It stops, but there's still blood. I hear a grunt. I run to the noise, getting my breath back. A man sits, holding his stomach.
"Who are you?!" I bark.
"No one!"
"Well why are you doing this?"
"You're bloodline will kill! You have darkness in your blood!"
"What do you mean?" I postulate, closing my eyes and pinching my nose.
"You're evil! It will take over. There's no way on saving yourself. Your loved ones, will die because of you."
"Shut up." I growl.
SNAP! Then silence. I open my eyes, to find him unmoving.
I stare for a second. Wait, did I?... I grab his wrist. No pulse. I raise my voice in worry. "No, no. I didn't mean to! I didn't mean it! Come back! Don't be dead!"
"Come back! Please! I just got upset! You can't be dead! Please! Please..?"
I know I killed him. I didn't mean to. I bury him. "I'm so sorry."
I can't believe it. I killed someone with an anger made of passion.
As I walked away from the woods, my thoughts are interrupted.
"Thank goodness you're okay!" I look and see Jace. He smiles, but can't look him in the eyes. I think he notices this.
"What's up?"
"You saw what happened?"
"Saw... the crash?"
"Yes the crash.."
Oh gosh, he said that so strangely. "What else did you see?" I bark with desperation.
He stops, then grabs his throat.
"Jace?"
He's doing what I was doing. Realization hits me.
"No! I didn't mean it! I didn't mean it!"
Jace, followed by a fit of coughing, regains breath.
"What the hell was that?" He wheezes.
"I got scared.." I keep my distance. I'm dangerous. Destructive.
He continues to cough and wheeze.
"I-I'm so sorry!" I spit. "I didn't know this would happen!"
Tears glistened in my eyes as I stared in horror.
"It's in your blood, you can't help it." He responds.
