The Beginning

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  • Dedicated to everyone who ever told me I can
                                    

All The Afflicted

"Carolyn, can you go deliver this to the Buck's house for me?"

"Sure thing, mum" I take a small brown bag from my mum and walk out the back door of our bakery. The streets are almost empty, all I hear are the sound of my own feet slapping against the wet concrete of the alleys. Every few blocks there's a door, all worn brown with small bullet holes at random. The hardest thing about war is what will happen afterwards. In our city's case, Emptiness. No one even knew it was coming, but if I did...I'd run.

"Hello?"

I said this because I've been hearing a tapping behind for about five minutes now, I'm very cautious after what happened with the war.

No one answers.

I yank my head around and stop dead in my tracks. No one.

There's someone there, I swear.

"Please.." I say calmly. Mum doesn't like to send me out alone but since Patty got fired, she has no choice. I think she's been getting ready for the time I get killed, I feel likes she's been grieving my not-yet-but-soon-death.

This is it. The moment the earth stood still. Everything, everyone, it felt gone. It was silent. I stood there standing still as a statue. But the earth doesn't stay still for long.

Silence, then.

I scream.

A wolf is running towards me?

A wolf.

A dark colored wolf.

Running towards...me.

I turn around and run down the ally, I feel it right behind me clawing at my heels. It jumps on my back and I fall forwards. Wait, what? Human arms form tight around me, someone is up against my back. Then, I slam face first into the ground, no rescue.

I can tell its a guy, he's muscular and tall and laying on top me.

He, Pressed against my clothes.

Me, pressed against the hard, wet concrete.

Ow.

My face stings, I'm sure there has to be blood. I feel the pressure lesson on my back as my attacker lifts himself up off me. Forcing my self to turn to face him I wince and grunt in pain.

I instinctively reach for my face, blood. Not much though, I'll be fine, maybe.

He stares like he attacked the wrong person. We stare. Me standing. Him sitting on the ground.

He eyes shift to something behind me. A boy and a girl both as tall as him, the girl a little less strong. But both just as good looking. Walking towards me with roughly painted butterfly's around their eyes, bright red eyes. Walking towards me.

Towards me. And I don't do anything.

I'm shocked, don't blame me.

They grab both my arms and yank him towards the guy on the ground.

"Cas, stunner, she's defiantly the one" attacker said. They nod.

WHAT DO THEY MEAN?

They lift me up an inch off my feet.

"Put me down!" The only words that I'm able to say, doesn't work on them, it's like I said nothing. "Put-" attacker cuts me off "shut your mouth!" He snaps at me. They take me into a lighter area and I can see my attacker better.

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