The Most Powerful (The Unforgiven)

Chapter 16 (Death Is A Cruel Concept)

I followed Brianna Conrad all the way to someone's front door in Kalkaska. She was oblivious to my presence, but that was a bonus for me. The house was a log cabin, and it was the size of a mansion. (To me, anyway.)

I walked onto the front lawn, making my way towards Brianna. She whipped around after I stepped on one crunchy leaf.

"Coleman Kile, is it?" She smirked.

"What are you doing?"

"I don't know yet. Why? Come to occupy me?" She sexually and slowly leaned on the front door, making her cleavage visible.

I never had much control in these situations.... I quickly looked away, and she kept silent. Suddenly, there was a scream in the house of a mid-aged lady, and Brianna was gone from the front porch, yet the door was sprung open.

I frantically stumbled through the door way, witnessing the horrific sight.

Brianna had slashed open some random man and woman's throats open. They were bleeding out on their kitchen floor, blood splattered on every wall. I ran over to each of them, using a kitchen towel to put pressure on their throats. But the leakage started to grow black, and I knew of the outcome.

"How precious. You, trying to save them. Aren't you the selfish one?" she laughed.

"Rot in hell." I chucked a kitchen knife in her direction, even though I was quite rusty. She disappeared in thin air. I fell to my knees once again, pulling out my phone to call an ambulance.

Yet, the woman took her last, raspy breath, and laid still and silently. I then put my concentration to the man, after carefully setting her head to the floor.

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I sprung from the car, rushing in to finally see my parents once again. I haven't felt joy like this since I made my way to being a professional boxer.

My parents used to push me to be the best, and when I fell down, they'd lend a hand. They always supported my decisions, and respected me for who I was, or who I wanted to be.

I went to knock on the front door, yet it creaked open with my fist's force.

"Mom, Dad?" I yelled after closing the door quietly. It's not like my voice did any good for that matter.

I went straight to the kitchen after hearing a click of a window lock opening. I peaked in, and gasped in horror. The man scurrying out the window took one glance back, and ran.

I couldn't concentrate on him. I ran to my parents, feeling for a pulse throughout their bloody necks.

"Mom," I cried out. "Dad, open your eyes," I demanded. "Dad!" I screamed, slapping him across the face. But still, no movement.

"No," I sobbed, falling onto the floor, and splat on to the pool of blood. I slowly curled into myself.

The only people that truly knew me are gone. The ones that guided my hands through everything completely slipped through my fingers. And I couldn't do anything to stop it.

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YouTube had already updated the news of Paige Kamlot's parent's death. I tapped harshly onto the video, after people grew panic in the comments of Paige's meltdown.

"I'll find the son-of-a-bitch that killed them." She sobbed. "I'll find them, and I'll make them pay," she spoke to the Press, her face drenched in tears. She grew a frown when sobbing once more, and had a full-on crying session. Then she suddenly started screaming, "I'll kill him!" She thrashed violently, and her large bodyguard held her harshly, gripping her wrists, pulling her into his body.

I exited from the page, my breath shaky. She's after me, and I didn't even commit the crime. Brianna did, and I can't do shit to prove it.

I had to tell someone. I don't want to die. I can't die.

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I stalkerishly crept up on Katherine and her friends after following them to Walmart. They were messing around in the pad/ tampon aisle. Cody was picking the tampons apart out of the package, making jokes as the others laughed. Katherine slapped it out of his hand, trying to shame on him, yet busted out laughing. They all stumbled into one another from laughing so hard, Hazel trying to compose herself most of all.

"I need to buy some tampons," Hazel's high pitched, feminine voice broke through the others laughter.

"Here you go," Cody yelled, and threw a box of tampons at Hazel's head, which bounced off, falling near my feet at the end of the aisle.

"You dropped this," I said awkwardly, slowly reaching my arm out to the emo-looking girl. Her frail hands grasped the box, as she looked into my eyes with her icy blue stare. She owned a generous, yet ditsy smile.

"What are you doing here?" Cody questioned cheerfully. Katherine eyed me, as though she knew I had been following them. Alex turned, and frantically scrambled over to Katherine, as though thinking I was someone else. Alex stared at me like a wild dog: Fearful when backed into a corner, and unwillingly ready to fight or flight.

"Actually, I wanted to speak to Katherine." All heads turned her way, and she looked at me skeptically. She walked away from her group anyway. She went three aisles down, as though knowing the others would eavesdrop.

"What do you want?" She turned to me, crossing her arms.

"Do you remember anything weird? Like, Ethan?"

She stared at me, precipitating for me to spill the beans.

"I need your help. Brianna is... not normal. And she's hurting people."

"And you want me to get to Ethan to find a way to kill a demon." I stared, dumb-struck. She didn't even question. She knew.

"You remember?"

"No, it's happening." She frantically pranced to her group. I followed quickly afterwards. "I'll help you take her out. But I need some time. Maybe a couple days, I don't know." She turned away, pushing her group members out of the store.

Coleman wasn't with them....

Somehow, that worried me. He was probably causing trouble, and enough trouble to not even bring his friends, as though they might get hurt. And if Katherine was telling her friends, they could panic. And who knows what Coleman might do?

I couldn't tell whether I had done was a good, or a bad thing. Or maybe both. Brianna would be taken down, as well as I. But I couldn't foresee this to be all worth the battle in the end.