Chapter 5-The Help

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Trish's POV:

I woke up after a long peaceful night-so I thought. I got out of bed. "It's too damn bright in here! JENNIFER!" I shouted aggrivated. I looked over at the alarm clock-9:39 AM. I walk out my room to see a mess and my friends in the middle of it-slaughtered. Blood was everywhere. "What the hell happened here?!" I say creeped out and entertained at the same time. I was torn-the violence is awesome, but it was against my friends. I walk into the living room. A dagger was in Veronica's chest. I pulled it out gently. Who would have done such a thing? i thought. The handle of the blade said Fire in italic print. The light hit the dagger with a ruby ray from the blood. I ran to my room and began packing. I need to find clues-answers. Staying here would do nothing. I put the dagger in my bag with my belongings. Where would I go? How did this happen? I asked myself. I left the condo without a glance back.

I was walking down the sidewalk towards town where shops could be found. I was starving! As I was walking, I felt someone touch my shoulder. Nobody touches me! I turned around to a guy and shout, "Don't touch me or I'll kill you bitch!" I beat him with my fists in the process. I remembered I had a dagger, and pulled it out. The blonde boy yelped as I stabbed him. I quickly put the blade away hoping nobody saw what just happened. "People these days." I say under my breath. I kneel down and go through his pockets. I find a wallet, and a cell phone. I pocketed them both, and made a run for it. Luckily nobody was around.

Unknown POV:

"Commander, I found Trish Scantos." I report into my watch. "Excellent! Bring her to headquarters as soon as possible. We already have Jennifer Heronah." the commander says. "Copy that, but I got a question. Is it possible that Trish is one of us?" I ask remembering the dagger. "It's possible, but why do you ask?" the commander asked. "Sir, she had one of our daggers." I say in a hushed voice. "What?! Only we can see the daggers, not mundanes. Bring her in immediately." the commander ordered. "I'm on it." I say hanging up. I looked both ways and headed towards her direction and act like a normal person.

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