If We Go Down

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Celebrate everything, even the chaos in life's twisted story. - Author
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Alyce's P o v
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The child is not human, she looks to be human but she's not. At least I don't think she's human she sensed us outside. They way she screamed almost like a banshee so ear piercing it almost made me cower! But her voice is so cunning like a mermaid or a siren. She could also be a prophet like her Uncle Andy.

God I hate Andy he's going to be the first to go. I hate this whole "family" I've spent at least half a goddamn month tracking and studying them.

The newest fiancée is a witch a very powerful one at that. She was kidnapped but fell in love.

The soon to be husband, is a vampire he's Ricky or has I call him Ricky the twat. Age 18 Vampire Age: One year

The Uncle, Andrew Biersack married to Juliet Biersack. Age 23 vampire age: Roughly 19th century era. Was a doctor during the Black Plague and served has a medic and solider during the civil war, World War One and Two.

The baby: Ryeleigh Easton Olson, status Unknown, age 1 year, Parents: Ricky Olson and Rayeleigh Quinzel/Olson.

I know more about them then they know about each other. I know what dark secrets haunt their filthy minds. I know where they'll run too when we chase them like sewer rats. I know Ryeleigh won't be marrying her vampire, I know the child will be thrown into foster care once were done here.

"It's sad but inevitable like the rising tide."

This was not going to be an easy task. Each member of the 'clan' vowed to protect each other's lives with their own. I've never fought a witch by the Quinzel blood line before... What joyride!

"On three we go in Alyce be ready." My daddy Dean spoke his voice low has he watched Ricky Olson scramble to hide his daughter. Each clan member had formed a protective barrier around the child. What a waste of time...

"1...2...3"
A loud ear splitting CRACK! Came from the metal door has it snapped in half with such a horrible force. One point too daddy! I could smell the fear pumping through Rayeleigh's veins the weakest link. It mixed with Andy and Ricky and Juliet's raging Adrenaline. A sweet scent like vanilla.

"Hello... I'm Alyce and I'll be your killer tonight, how may I serve you?"

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drama in the henhouse!
Enjoy
Word Count: 420😉

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