Unknown Factors (Book One)

Ch.44: This lovin's all for you

  Gasping for air, I found it hard to breathe as I was coughing and my vision was blurry while I had no clue where I was. Looking around, I saw walls on every side of me that were too close for me to breathe. Screaming, I found my voice was hoarse, and my throat felt sore. Banging on the walls, they sounded like thick wood. 'I can break this.' I thought while feeling my heartbeat quicken with panic.

  Punching as hard as I could, my fist went through the wall, but when I pulled back, dirt began to seep in. I was coughing while trying to stop the dirt, but it just kept slipping through my fingers. That was when I realized I was laying down. Making the hole bigger, I clawed my way through the soil.

  Taking in a deep breath, I filled my lungs with fresh oxygen while digging my claws into the grass to pull the rest of my body out of the ground. Panting, I just laid there for a second, catching my breath as my muscles ached. It felt as if I had just experienced the worst workout ever.

  Climbing to my feet, I glanced around, seeing that I was standing in the graveyard near the forest. Looking behind me, I froze as my blood went cold. I was already confused as it was, and what I saw wasn't helping. It was a gravestone with my name on it along with the year I was born....and the year I died. Beneath that read 'Beloved daughter, Devoted friend' followed by 'She helped save the world for food'.

  I nearly jumped out of my skin when I felt a small hand slip into mine. Looking over, I saw Buffy, and her hair was a mess as she was covered in dirt. Glancing back, I saw her gravestone right next to mine. 'What's going on?' I thought while holding Buffy's hand.

  Walking out of the cemetery, we found ourselves in the streets. Cars were on fire, and shops were being broken into or were already stolen from. Chaos and its debris filled the streets, and I had to squint due to the bright fires and my still blurry vision.

  Squeezing Buffy's hand, I ran with her in tow after a demon on a motorcycle raced past and threw a glass bottle at us. I could hear sirens in the distance, and when I knew we were far away from the motorcycle-riding demon, I leaned my back against a car parked in a driveway. Buffy did too, and its alarm began to blare. We let go of each other's hands while covering our ears from the noise, then our eyes as well when a bright porch light turned on.

  "What are you doing?" A man shouted. "Get away from there." He pointed a gun at us. "You hear me? I said get off my property!" He then aimed at the sky. "Leave us alone. Get out of here!" And he fired a warning shot as I grabbed Buffy's hand and led her away.

  Wondering through the streets, I didn't know where to go. All I knew was that I needed to find a familiar face. I was scared, confused, and Buffy was the only thing I had, and I hung on to her. Walking past more burning cars and places with broken windows, I tried to find something recognizable.

  I saw a bonfire and blurry, human-like figures. Maybe I could find help there. Heading towards them, I furrowed my brows the closer we got. They didn't look right. Some of them didn't have noses and their skin was stretched back tightly while some had horns, fangs, and various other parts, and I realized too late that they were demons. Just as I was about to take Buffy away again, I stopped.

  I saw another Buffy being chained to multiple motorcycles.

  "Gentlemen, start your engines." A demon shouted while raising a handgun. "Bye-bye, Slayer." There was a shot, and Buffy screamed.

  "No!" She saw the other her get torn to pieces as her limbs were ripped off by the bikes all driving in different directions. Holding her, I covered her eyes.'No....' I thought as the demons turned to us.