The Start Of The End [BOOK 1: WAR OF MORTALS] [Completed]

Shepherd's Town

"One says you and your little group are stationed in an abandoned warehouse about 25 minutes from town. Also says you have 55,000 people living there right now and your little group meets there every night around 1 am." I sit in my seat not moving a muscle. Someone knows exactly how many people we have, where we are located, and when we meet. Who is this person and how do they know so much?

"Noah. I'll ask this nicely only one time. Who started that rumor?" I question trying to keep my voice level. I glare at absolutely nothing as I wait for an answer. Out of the corner of my eye I see Noah look over at another person in our class. A girl, to be precise, by the name of Angelina Markitov. Her father owns the King and Wood Mallesons Law Firm in Hong Kong. In short, she's rich. "It was Angelina?" I question further. Noah doesn't even finish nodding before I stand up and make my way toward her. I shimmy my way past bags and chairs pushed too far out into the walkway. The room's layout is very close to that of Mrs. Shneep's only more desks and it's way, way, WAY larger. The desks are set up in 12 rows and 8 columns. As I get closer I can hear her conversation. Let me say this, I'm not very pleased with what is being said.

"- about 25 minutes away from here. It's really old, but the inside looks like some old time bar you'd see in the movies."

"How did you know all of this?"

"I've been inside of it. I've been to one of these meetings. They are so for the destruction of the world."

"Yeah, totally! Let's talk about this alone, Angelina." I grab the back of her shirt and drag her out of the classroom, to her and the teacher's dislike. "An old wearhouse about 25 minutes from here. It's really old, but the inside looks like some old time bar you'd see in the movies. You've been inside of it and to one of the meetings. They are so for the destruction of the world? Angelina, do you hear yourself?! This is complete and utter bullshit!!" I scream at her. She glares at me for a few moments. "What do you know?"

"Why should I tell you? You're just gonna go back to your freaky friends and tell them," She hisses. I try to keep a hold on my anger, but it's failing pretty badly. I clench my fists in an attempt to keep my hands off of her.

"I ASKED WHAT DO YOU KNOW?!" I yell even louder as I hold her up to the weirdly painted, and I do mean weirdly painted, wall by two pressure points just below the jaw. Angelina whimpers under my grip like a dog begging for love and attention. The wall behind her has a painting of what I think is supposed to be our school's mascot, but I can't tell, HELL! I can't even tell you what our mascot is.

"I-I don't know anything. P-please just let me g-go!" She stutters in fear. Her fear gives me a sense of pride. Maybe this taking over the world part isn't such a bad idea.

My powers could definitely help me, but Melody would never stand for it. Taking over the world. It's got a nice ring to it. We could finally show everyone that we're nothing to mess with.

"Bullshit!" I spit. One singular tear escapes her eyes before she breaks into a fit of sobs. For once, I don't care. I don't want to comfort the person in front of me. I don't want to show compassion. I want to crush her like a bug 'till she is nothing more than dust. I want to break her farther than she ever thought she could bend. I tighten my grip on her throat and cut off her air way. I feel a sense of pride fill me as I watch her struggle for air. Her hands weakly claw at my arm that is holding her. "What. Do. You. Know?" I hiss once more. I drop her harshly and wait for an answer. My anger flaring like never before. I feel my fist ball up and my glare sharpen. Angelina coughs for a few minutes trying to catch her breath. A ragged, sharp breath jumping in every now and then as she chokes on her tears. Her almost white blonde hair blocks my view of her dark, emerald orbs.

"I-I know.... Maddy Gails... Is the leader of you.... you freaks! She's the one who.. created that silly group!" She spits at my feet. "Here in a few days... You freaks will have nowhere to go!" She hisses. What does she mean by that?