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[Chapter 30]

Chapter Thirty: Brewing Wars Behind the Scenes
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"Your eyes are swallowing me,
Mirrors stared to whisper, shadows started to sing
My skins smothering me
Help me find a way to breathe."

~Bring Me To The Horizon, Sleepwalking
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Anna's POV

It had been a long day so far and school had finally ended.

Walking home usually wasn't a big deal for me; I did it everyday in the morning and afternoon. I wasn't scared to cross the street or walk along the empty sidewalk that was paved alongside the ominous forest. It didn't bother me. But today it did.

Instead of going straight home, I made a detour and walked to the library; I had a english project due soon anyway. I had to walk past the silent neighbourhood, past the empty park (because it was getting cold and no kids wanted to touch the freezing swings, slides and monkey bars) and then along the road for 10 minutes to get there.

The walk ahead of me seemed longer than the school day. My mind wandered throughout the walk. My fleeting, escaping thoughts only halted when I did.

The park was filled with people. But not with kids. No, there were no children at all. And the weirdest part: all the adults here had one thing in common. Their eyes.

They were yellow.

No one had noticed me because they were all paying close attention to the one person in front of their giant group. That was, until I hit my knee against the corner of a wooden park bench and took in a quick but loud breath in.

They all turned and stared at my crouching, in pain figure. I stared back, in shock and fear. Maybe they were all role-players...?

I stood up straight after holding my knee in pain and staring at them for a few long moments. Looking straight ahead, I started forward, hopeful that they wouldn't follow me, or worse, try to tackle and kidnap me. The worst and creepiest part of all was that no one spoke, heck, I didn't think they even breathed!

The atmosphere of my surroundings was immensely silent and almost...dead. It seemed like none of these people were role-players--or even alive! Well, I suppose that explained the 'I-don't-think-they're-breathing' part.

I could feel their yellow, gold and amber eyes burning holes into the back of my skull. What did I do?

Picking up my pace, in order to leave their sights and their weird meeting, I took larger steps than any normal person would. If anyone saw me, they'd laugh at how silly I looked. But right now, with these people behind me, I couldn't care less and norther could they because none of them laughed at me. I bet they didn't even know how to laugh...

Just as I was almost free of their blank, but intense stares (I think they had walked a few steps behind me because they were as close to me as they had been before), someone stepped in front of me, someone I knew and felt safe around.

I sighed. "Officer Darwin," I breathed out in relief.

But when I looked up at his face, I realized he was smiling, a smile that was all pointed and evil, and his eyes weren't brown anymore.

They were yellow.

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I didn't really have a chance to think of a way to get away before 'officer Darwin' took me by my arm and started tugging me away from my escape route and into the thick throng of yellow-eyed people.

Okay, these were not role-players...

Some snarled--yes, snarled, like wolves--as the fake officer pulled me through the crowd. The others stared at me like they wanted to gauge my eyes out...maybe they would.

Officer Darwin led me all the way to the front of the group, where a person had been speaking before. It was a man, around his mid 30's with dirty blonde hair, a long face and of course, the yellow eyes. He looked at me, a peculiar and curious expression morphing his otherwise authoritative looking face. He didn't say anything but seemed to almost...sniff me as I walked by. Officer Darwin walked my past the whole group and into the trees. I wasn't scared of where he was taking me because I knew where he was taking me. This wasn't a forest, it was a trail and a few more steps would lead us straight to a creek where the trees grew a little apart from one another and wild flowers bloomed.

There was an empty park bench near where the creek ran along the earth and officer Darwin pushed me so that I fell onto it. I stared up at him dumbly, watching him pace back and forth, but not with a intent or serious look on his face (which most people would have), but a cheerful one.

Awkwardly clearing my throat, just to get away from this immensely uncomfortable and cumbersome scene and feeling, I looked up at him as his head snapped towards me. I had caught his attention and now it was time to act.

"So..." I didn't know what to say afterward so I stretched the word for as weirdly long as I could. And then, I whipped the smallish rock I had been clutching in my hand as hard as I could, at his face. It missed. But it still made him grumble aloud. He made a noise if exasperation and annoyance and anger all in one. He came charging at my tiny, shaking body which had frozen me in my place, on the bench, in fear.

"You!" he bellowed and I visible cringed and cowered away into the hard, cold bench. "How dare you even think of running and attacking me!"

He grabbed my wrist and hoisted my now nervous, freaked out and horrified self off of the bench and pulled me further deep into the woods. Now I didn't know where he was leading me and I started to freak.

"No, no, no, no! Let me go! Please!" I resorted to the last possible outcome left for me: begging.

His smirk made me want to punch him, not beg him and that's exactly what I ended up doing.

The force of my knuckles smashing into his lower jaw, right below his bottom lip, made me cringe in pain. But I only felt the pain for a seconds before I threw another blow. I didn't know what part of his face I was hitting--and I really could care less-- but by the time he had captured my free and punching hand in his fist, my knuckles were bleeding and so was his face above his right eyebrow, his nose, his right cheekbone and his lower jaw. Despite my situation and myself, I was proud.

"You're going to pay for this," he sneered at me as he led me deeper into the never ending forest which seemed to mirror my thoughts and feelings from the vibrant but bloody looking leaves and the whispering wind.

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Hope you guys liked it! :)

I'm finally trying to end this long story lol >___< :)