The girl walks aimlessly down the dark empty streets, she's forgotten what it feels to be alive. From the moment her sister was taken from her she had fallen into a numb depression.
She is in the lonely streets of London. It has been a few years since The Rebirth, the whole country had been in repair for a very long time and it was only three years ago that the construction had been put to an end and everything was left as if the Chaos and everything after it had been nothing but a forgotten nightmare.
But Mia, and everyone else in London knew it was anything but. To them it was the cause of many years of pain and misery and many still to come.
She moves out of the way as a group of teenagers run by. She isn't very old herself, only Nineteen, But for someone her age, She'd be considered a Very old soul.
That's exactly what her father told her one time, He said that she had inherited it from her Nan. A feisty old woman with the craziest fashion sense.
Now she goes down the street and into an alley, where she will go down in order to get to her destination.
When she gets there, she finds the person she's looking for. Even better, the scumbag is sleeping. He's lying on one of the raggedy old sofas that have been left to rot at the back of the lot.
George Mason, the bastard who set her and her beautiful sister up. She walks up to the sofa and leans down so her face is only inches above his.
"You thought i'd never find you."
She says it loud enough so that he can hear it and wake up, His hand shoots out and would have gotten Mia right on the face if she weren't already expecting it.
"What the-"
He doesn't even finish his sentence because he knows who it is that's standing in front, or rather on top of him.
"What's wrong Georgy, cat got your tounge?"'
Mia says to him, the venom in her voice couldn't be missed. Not even by the most poisonous snake. It brings a smile to her face, to see her victim cowering there, watching as they realize their time has come.
"Mia please, I-It wasn't my fault, they made me do it. Please, don't hurt me. I'll help you get her back."
"Please! Don't give me your bull shit. You did it because you didn't have a heart. And now you're going to pay for it."
With that. Mia reaches down and grabs him by the throat, she lifts him up with inhuman strenght and throws him to the hard concrete ground.
"I'll make you suffer a pain like no other, for taking from me what i loved most."
She grabs him by his thick greasy hair and pulls his head back so that his eyes are staring right at hers.
Noone can ever deny her entrance to their souls. That's another thing she got from her Nan, the day she took hers.
So now she looks into Georges' brown eyes and sees exactly what she was expecting, an ugly soul. A corrupted soul, a soul that wouldn't survive any longer in the world anyway.
So Mia saves him the wait, but really she doesn't want him to go the easy way. She wants him to feel the burn, feel the pain when she takes his soul.
One look into his eyes is all it takes, and he's gone, left as a shell, all his fight leaves him with his final scream.
Mia lets go of his head and his body slumps to the floor. Nothing is left of the monster, and nothing will ever come back.
She walks away from him, back down the alley and onto the street. Feeling only a little better then she felt before. Her fight for what's hers has only just begun, but she will keep fighting her battle until it is.
Untill the end if it's what she has to do.
But the end doesn't always come easy. Sometimes it doesn't come at all.......
(A/N): So there you go people, My new story. I hope you guys really like it. I'm an okay writer, But i'm not an awesome one. So go easy on me alright. If it's too short for you, It'll get longer, once the story builds up. So please. I mean please, VOTE for this story. Comment on each and every chapter. Fan me!! I want you to, maybe even need you to. So do as i say and stay smart, because pretty is for the plastics. Bye ^.^
- J
