UNDYING(On Hold)

Chapter 7

**RECAP**

"They found us,we have to get into the basement quickly" We ran as fast as we could, we reached the basement and I heard a screech in the living room it sounded so inhuman. I have to be honest I was scared as hell.

**Stranger's POV**

Here I was in the freaking basement, with Sarah, and my creator up in the living room. I can't believe they found us,I was so careful. I thought I had an hour at least to tell her everything before they came for her. I can't let them find her and kill her, she needs to know what she is. I heard my creator move around upstairs. She was breaking everything, but I know she can't come in here, it was protected by a spell, that couldn't let her through. I looked over at Sarah, she was looking up at the roof of the basement,we were directly under the dining room, and we heard allot of stuff breaking and falling. "Wherrre arrre you Ssssarrrah? We have to talk to you" I heard those slithering words.

I haven't gotten use to it and it has been four years with them , it still sends shivers up my spine. I heard Sarah's breath hitch "What the hell was that and what does it want from me?!" I looked over at her when I heard her say those words she definitely did not know what she was capable of. "Okay Sarah since we are alone and safe at this very moment I need to tell you something" She scoffed and rolled our eyes. "You idiot! We aren't safe! there is a freaking monster up there trying to kill us! How in the hell are we safe? We will be safe when hell freezes over." She yelled and waved her hands around dramatically. I scoffed. She was really being difficult, I couldn't believe she doesn't know anything about herself and here she is where we all could smell her, see her and attack her. She shouldn't have come here.

**1 Hour later**

We are still in the basement and my creator was getting tired out, she wasn't crashing around anymore. She was just pacing around, waiting for us. Sarah still didn't want to listen to a word I said, and kept to herself in the corner. She was holding her knees up to her chest, and biting her nails. She was as pale as a ghost and I can see that she is nearing her eighteenth birthday. Her skin is showing tints of green and her eyes has the colour change.

I can't stop looking over at her. She is so beautiful, how can she not know this? Ugh... I just want to kiss her and hold her in my arms, but she would hit me and hate me. She would think that I am a weird guy and would never want to talk to me again. "Would you stop looking at me! You are really freaking me out! By the way I still don't know your name, would you tell me that?" She yelled at me while standing up. "I can't tell you my name yet... But if you would listen I will tell you something else, please just listen." I half whispered half yelled at her.

They were down in the basement for three hours and the creator still hasn't left yet. They were arguing now, and the creator was getting impatient and she felt so betrayed that her little one has turned against her. That girl is one of the strongest she has ever seen, she cannot believe that she went through all that trouble five years ago just so that someone else could kill that line of full bloods. She hissed when her tail went over the line of the protection barrier that was put there when the girl was born, the basement was bewitched and protected that no evil can pass over to do any harm. She hated this wretched house and she wanted a meal. She would leave her little followers to make sure that the girl cannot get out until she was back, she will go and feed then return.

***Sarah's POV***

It is already 3 o'clock in the morning and it sounds like she has calmed down. I still have no idea who or what she is, all I know is that she is called the 'creator ', she hisses like a snake and this strange freak with me doesn't even want to tell me his name! I was so over this asking him to tell me. I'm just going to ignore him for the rest of the night.

"Will you stop pouting and talk to me! Dammit Sarah! Just talk to me please?" I looked up at him and turned away again looking at the big box next me. I was curious to what was in it, it was an old brown, vintage styled box that had a snake engraved on the sides and at the lock. The lock looked like no ordinary lock, it looked like a heart that was folded open. It looked similar to my locket that my mother and father gave me on my 10th birthday. It was a great gift, because it had our family crest engraved into the middle and my parents also engraved a few words saying: "To our special child. We love you and always treasure this gift for one day you will need it to discover the world"

A loud growl snapped me from my reverie, when I turned around I saw it. "Take a good look Sarah, because this is what you are as well! Except you were born with this, I was forced into it! Take a damn good look!" I looked at him and I was confused I couldn't be, could I?