Chapter 3

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Phoebe pov
  "NO! ALEX!" I cry as her body drops on the floor.
You might want to know what happened to get to this point. Well here you go....

I had freaked after Alex told me that. I haven't been able to sit still since then. The first two periods of school were slow torture then came ELA. I hate ELA and I hate our teacher. Then the speaker goes off, "This is a hard lockdown." The whole class got up and went to the back of the room while the teacher locked the door. I sit next to Alex who is fidgeting with her fingers.
"You're going to be fine," I assure her.
She laughs dryly. "I hope so. I still haven't had my first girlfriend or boyfriend yet."
"Don't joke like that. It's not funny."
"I wasn't trying to be."
I stare at her. How could she be so hopeless? Does she not want to live?
I hear the door knob turn. Someone is trying to get in. I notice other students take note of the door and back further into the wall when.... BAM!! The door swings open hard, cracking the wall.
"I'm looking for Alex Frost," one of the men says.
"We won't hurt anyone if she stands up," the second of the four men promises.
"I'm right here," Alex reveals.
"What the hell do you think you're doing?" I whisper-yell at her.
She ignores me and walks up to the men.
"Do you know why we want you Alex?" the first man speaks.
"You want to kill me, right?"
"Yes but there is so much more to it then that. We don't want to just kill you we want your power."
"What power?"
"Do you not have any idea how powerful you really are?"
The second man speaks up. "I don't think she does so just get on with it."
The first man draws a sword and pierces Alex with it in a split second. She gasps for air, blood dripping out of her mouth.
The first man chants something in Latin. "Et potestatem tuam dabo in manu mea: nam ego novi mortem. Ego facti sunt immortales."
He then thrusts his hand into her chest and rips her heart out while the second man slits her throat.
"Virtus transferri," the men chant while the first man devours her heart.
I hear my classmates gasping, crying, and screaming in protest, yet I am too shocked to turn to them. I feel guilty. I was the one who promised she would be okay. Her body becomes limp as it slides of the sword. I suddenly find my voice.
"NO! ALEX!"

Her body lays on the floor, eyes wide open, blood pouring out of her wounds. The third man goes to her body and closes her eyes.
"Finally, I'll be the most powerful being ever," the first man celebrates.
"You killed her," I whisper still in shock, tears streaming down my face.
He turns to me. "That I did darling. Now I will make my leave in a few minutes to make sure it worked."
—4 minutes since Alex's death —

Alex pov
Is this what death feels like? It feels cold and dark. I thought it was supposed to be warm and nice. It's not, just empty.
I open my eyes revealing glowing white
ones. I quickly stand up. My classmates and the men look at me with wide eyes. I smile.


"I back bitches."

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