Chapter 08 | Cold Blood

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You learned to run from what you feel, and that's why you have nightmares. To deny is to invite madness. To accept is to control.
~Megan Chance, The Spiritualist
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Unknown {P.O.V}

"You look happy" a voice said in disgusted.

"And if I am?" I said.

"Then I will wipe that smile off your face" he raised his eyebrows.

"Dramatic much man?" I smirked.

"Whatever" he scoffed. "Anyway what are you smiling about. Oh lemme guess... have you captured her yet?" He said.

"No not yet but I'm getting there" I told him.

"What is that suppose to mean?" He questioned.

"I mean she's getting closer and closer than we expected" I sneered.

"How do you know she'll fall for it?" He mocked.

"Because I know. I can see it" I fired back.

"Alright, alright!" He held up his hands up in defeat.

"Whatever. Shouldn't you be with your father?" I laughed.

"Shut up! Missing a meeting with my father will be fine"

"Oh, it's because the Dark Lord's son can get away with anything am I right?"

"Yes my father is too busy killing some demon shits back at the throne room"

"Again?" I chuckled in amusement.

"Yeh. Anyway shouldn't you be 'stalking' that girl" he asked.

"I guess beside I never fail what the Dark Lord gives me"

"Never" I replied.

"Alright dude I get it your fucking Ryder Maverick, yes a fucking Maverick the boy who can kill with in a second I know"

"Yep that's my name so don't wear it out" I smirked.


***

"Someone help me!" I tried to yell but no sound came out.

Waters consumed around me, waves crashing hard on my head and water entering down heavily to my throat to my lungs. Slowly and quietly my body continued dropping down deeper and deeper in the ocean endlessly. I looked up and saw bright lights above the surface of the water but my body couldn't move, I could no longer function. That's when I breath my finally breath. My voice was gone. Everything was in slow movement and my arms and legs were too tired to kick back to the surface.

I should have been dead my now. But once my eyelids slowly closed half way two pair of eyes were reflected above me. A statue, no man, no a dark angle came to view. Red eyes glowed as his mouth revealed his sharp yellow, fangs.

Snarling it said, "YOU'LL BE NEXT!"


"Argh!" I screamed waking up, sweating like i have ran around the castle one hundred times.

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