Seeking the Humans - Editing

Chapter 26 - They came here for us.

Dedication: to lovethynature!! Your support is very appreciated!!

A/N: Sorry I do a lot of dedications, I just want people to know I am thankful for them :)

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We all looked at each other. Mer seconds passed before we were all sprinting towards the town.

As I pushed through the tree line, the sight that met my gaze was one I had never dreamt of. One I had never thought up even in my darkest nightmares.

I watched as my once-best-friend Jeannette, stuck her sparkling blue arm into an innocent humans chest. She electrocuted him to death. His scream was ruff and cut short as she trough his lifeless body to the ground.

I let out a small gasp in shock, as my eyes scoured the clearing. Amorans were everywhere, and they were killing humans.

I stumbled back, lost for words. Two strong arms pulled me into a protective embrace.

"Lizzie, we need to get out of here." Dawson whispered quickly in to my ear.

My body shuddered at his warm lips caressing my ear.

"Lizzie. Please, baby talk to me." Dawson pleaded.

He was right. We had to get out if here, but we couldn't.

"We can't leave Dawson." I said softly.

"Why not?" Dawson questioned loudly.

"They know we're here." I said bluntly as I caught eye contact with one of the Amorans. "They came hear for us."

Dawson body froze behind me.

The Amoran that had locked eyes with me, began to stalk over. I recognised him. He was probably a fellow student back in Amora high.

"Well, well. Look who decided to show up." He sneered.

Sophia yelped as more Amorans appeared, trapping us.

The first guy lifted his hand up and placed his palm on my head. I felt Dawson being pulled away from me, I felt alone. I was to scared to summon my powers. What if I wasn't quick enough?

Purple light swirled it's way up the boys arm. As the purple reached his hand, I felt a razor like stab on my forehead.

Then the world went dark as I hit the ground in a loud thud.

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"Wake up, sleepy head." I heard a deep voice of a man grunt as he nudged me with something cold and hard.

My eyes fluttered open. My body stiffened when I realised I was laying in a small puddle of blood on a cold concrete floor. I tried to sit up but my body fell limp. I couldn't move.

The same Amoron boy from, chuckled at me. "How cute." He snarled as he kicked my body closer to the ground.

I cried out as my jaw smacked the ground. The pain was unbearable.

I turned my head ever so slightly, ignoring the sharp throb, so I could see who this fucktard was.

Ugh.

Him. The Amoran from before. The one that touched me with his wired purple hand.

"Lizzie?" Said a fragile voice from behind me.

I froze at the familiar voice of Jensen. He sounded like he was in lots of pain. I needed to see him.

"Jensen!?" I called out as I sat up and looked around. The numbness in my body was ignored my eyes landed on him.

His beautiful face was covered in blood and cuts. One of his eyes was swollen and purple. Anger pumped through my vain's.

My head snapped round to face the Arsehead. "What did you do to him!" I screamed, as I pushed myself up to a standing position. I swayed and pushed myself up onto the blood covered wall.

"Just had a bit if fun." The dickhead shrugged off. He then moved into the light and I could see each of his features clearer.

My jaw locked as I remembered his wicked face. Jonathan. Jonathan Samuals. The towns biggest manbitch.

"John." Saying his name out loud made me want to puke. "What is happening?" I tried to sound clam but my eyes kept wondering over to Jensen.

John said nothing.

I couldn't take it anymore! Fuck John. I needed my Jensen.

I stumbled over to where Jensen was sat and crouched down In front of him. My hands caressed his face gently. His jaw locked as my thumb graze one of the cuts.

"I'm so sorry, Jensen. I don't know what to do." The hot tears stung my eyes as I looked at his handsome features.

"I'm like so sorry, Jason. I don't know bla bla." John said In a girly voice mocking my words.

I whipped round and stormed closer to him. Our faces were centimetres apart when I spoke dryly. "Suck a dick, you fucking cock face." My arms lit up red as I felt the heat burn under my skin.

John took a daring step closer to me. "Was that an offer?" He joked calmly.

My fiery hot hand made impact with his cheek seconds later.

He yelped in pain as he held his face. I noticed a me-like red hand print so obvious on his cheek. I smiled at the pain he must be feeling.

"Start from the beginning." I snarled at him. "Or god help you, I will fucking end you."

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A/N: John... Mmm, what do you think Lizzie might do to him? And what is happening and why?

I'm about to kill someone. I don't know who Lizzie should end up with. You literally have like 4 days to comment and tell me who you think - Dawson or Jensen?

On a happier note - OMG! I totally hit 2k the other day! Thank you so much everyone!

I wuv ou! ;3

Becky xx