The Most Powerful (The Unforgiven)

Chapter 8 (The Truth Slips Through The Cracks)

All hope was yet again lost. After training, going through torture for more than a millennium with the thought of a companion on the other side. But now I'm left the way I was before.

Broken, worn-down, misused, pathetic, and most of all, unlovable.

I had gotten used to these feelings, but somehow, they advanced. I still had felt no guilt, but something in Katherine's face struck me with this dark feeling. This feeling in the pit of my stomach.

Like disappointment. Maybe something is wrong with me? Do normal people feel this way?

Others would call it guilt. I call it a weakness. And Satan had made me realize: Katherine makes me weak. She makes me strive to be whatever it is she would want me to be. She made me believe in a pretty lie off of a pretty face.

Although, back when Satan had whipped me to death for the first time, Katherine's spirit came to save me. From a death that was caused by the one who raised me, and created a killing machine.

I've been with Satan for the longest time. It's impossible he's wrong about the Chosen Ones. I've seen it. Sam stabbed Samantha in the back, and still pretended to be the good guy. I'd rather not pretend. I'd rather live in reality, even if it's painful.

If I am not cruel and heartless, then I'm one with the weak. And that would mean that I'd be just as pathetic and disgusting as those artificial Chosen Ones.

I will destroy them all for having the same illnesses as me, and still getting the easy side of life. Yet, they would not have an easy life if they have no life.

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It's been three days since Brianna had manipulated with Cody's mind, and stabbed me in the back.

I had no idea how to wipe the slate clean with Cody, so he had already expressed what had happened with his friends. Of course they freaked, and surprisingly, Katherine didn't believe him.

Yet, none of them did anything for him. They all basically placed the metaphorical hand on his back in comfort. But it was kind of a good thing. I couldn't handle anyone on my back when trying to defeat Brianna.

I jumped out of my thoughts when suddenly my phone rang. I looked at the caller ID, drifting into dread as soon as I spotted the first letter.

"What do you want, Brianna?" I spoke in a deadly tone after what had happened, she better not ask for my forgiveness.

"Hello, Rebecca," Brianna started in a dangerously mischievous voice. "How's my precious older sibling?"

"What do you want?" I growled. I felt the sensation of fury tremor through my entire body.

"It's not about me. It's about these thirteen people here that are about to die for my feeding."

Fear rushed through my veins, taking a fifty-fifty range of fury and fear.

"Better hustle it. I'm at Missaukee beach. They say it's going to be a hot one," she hung up, giving me little time to decide whether it was a trap or not.

But I was not ready to take my chances.

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Something really wasn't adding up with Katherine. She swatted away the thought of something happening to me, her favorite idiot between Coleman and I.

Leah laughed at me as well. Literally in my face. Hazel had watched me, pity stuck upon her expression.

Alex seemed to believe me, but she didn't speak up to the others, but that wasn't abnormal. I hadn't talked to Coleman about it just yet. Turns out, the group claims something happened to Katherine. They all were about to spill the beans in private.

"Listen, Cody. Yesterday, Katherine got kidnapped by a man. The man was huge, and impossibly muscular. We watched it all," Coleman started the facts. The others all stared intently at Coleman and I.

"Wait, she said 'Ethan', you guys," Alex started. Everyone turned their heads towards her.

"So it's true then. Ethan's real..." Hazel trailed off.

"No way." Leah looked at us all, bewildered. "C'mon, guys. There's no way Ethan's real. And even if he was, how is it possible she doesn't remember?"

"She said it before. If Ethan's real, there's such a thing as supernatural entities," I stated, self consciously in a whisper.

"But she's back. Ethan wouldn't just let her go. At least, not from what she told us," Hazel said.

"I vote we beef up, take Ethan on," Coleman said courageously. Leah started to nod, watching Coleman as he stood as though he was a motivational speaker.

"Whoa, guys," I started. "We can't just walk into battle not knowing our enemies. We have to be smart. If they have powers, we need powers."

Alex clapped her hands and let out a small, childish squeal. Well, at least someone's excited to die....

"I know what to do. Meet me at the Dairy Bar in Fife Lake. Not far from there, there's a house. That house is our answer." Coleman finished our conversations just like that, and that's where our history would supposedly begin.