The Cursed Guardian

Chapter 1

Sorry, I edited it just now. Sorry for the many typo errors.

Enjoy reading!

Love, Jean Martine

*Auryn*

I run faster in my phase as I got nearer in our house. I can hear the loud crash, the loud screams, the shouting.

When our house came into view, I can see the door cracked opened, the shattered window glass in the ground. My mother, my grandma, my sister, my father. My family. What is happening?

I was flooded with panic. My heart begun to beat widely, as if I was running for miles. I quietly turned left of the house and silently peeked through the shattered window. My mom is crying in horror as an unknown cloaked person neared her. I cannot see persons features due to the hooded cloak. All I can see is that dark smoke rises as she take her step to my mother.

" Tell me" she said calmly, but you can hear the authority in her voice. If you can't answer her question correctly, your surely going to regret it. So, this person is a woman! " are you one of the Guardians?"

Guardians?

What guardians is she talking about?

Guardians? You mean the patrols, police, security?

My mom shakes her head bathe with fear. Her eyes wide open when the cloaked woman flicks her hand and my mom suddenly is gasping for air. As if something is strangled in her neck but there is nothing!

I covered my mouth to suppress my scream. I don't know what to do. I'm literally watching my mother's possible death but I can't do anything. I'm just watching her from my hidden place.

" I- I d-don't k-" she is gasping, begging for air to breathe, as she hold her neck. The invisible hold on her neck seem to tightens because she's not able t finish her words.

Tears bathed my face as I see her breathing hard. I need to do something. I can't just watch. I gathered my scatters thoughts to think of something. Anything! I assess my surrounding, there should be something I can use to distract the woman and save my mother. I silently phase to the back of our house. There should be something I can have there to arm myself.

As I pass another window, I was stunned by what I saw. This isn't happening. This isn't true. This isn't human.

Another cloaked person is holding my grandma by the neck! She looked horrified with her mouth wide open. There is something coming out of her mouth, something smoke liked and shiny, as her body shrinks and turned black. I covered my mouth as another cry escapes and I lean back to the wall. My knees starting to feel weak, it can't support me anymore.

What are these people?

What did they do to my grandma?

Why are they doing this to my family?

What have we done to deserve this?

I was drowning in my thoughts, fear is slowly eating me whole. I am shaking. I am trembling. I hug my knees as tears continually flowing down my cheeks. I am devastated. I am afraid.

I am afraid to move in my position.

I am afraid to breathe, they might hear me.

I am afraid to look back in the window.

My grandma is dead.

My sister, my father? Where are they? Are they dead too?

My mom, could be dead by now.

At that thought, I gather all my strength to stand and to find something that might help me. I shouldn't be afraid by now. I need to be brave. I need to, my mom. . . she needs help. I am that help she needs. I don't want her to die. I also need to find my father and sister.

I wipe my tears as I fill my lungs with air.

I can do this. I am brave.

Another tear slips on my eyes, I quickly wipe it away. Crying won't help. I must DO something. Although, fear slowy creeping me again, I manage to peek on the window. The cloaked person is nowhere but my Grandma's corpse is still lying on the floor.

I love you, Gram. I sorry I was too late or rather I'm sorry I wasn't able to help you. I'm sorry I watched you die. I love you.

I couldn't even hugged you for the last time. I continue to run at the backyard. I am thinking of where the tools are hidden. Yes, there's a hoe there. I can use it.

When it finally come to view, I froze from what I saw. I walk slowly, my hands weak on my side. I can feel life slowly cast away from me. I fall on my knees as I pushed back the lifeless body in front of me.

Father. . .

Horror was written on his face and eyes wide open. His body shrinks and all black.

Like Grandma.

A shotgun lay beside him. It was loaded. That means he manage to fight but fail. Tears made its way again in my eyes. I hug my father for the last time before I pick up the gun and headed back to my mother.

I can still hear her cry, so she's still alive. When I reach the room where my mother was, I peek in the window. The woman is now holding her by neck sucking life out of her. I breathe hard.

I can do this. I can do this. I need to.

I aim the gun at her and pulled the trigger. As the loud bang of the gun crashed, I was taken few meters back. The impact of the bullet being let go from the muzzle of the gun is so powerful.

I hit her, right?

I immediately stand on my feet and reach the window. My mother is slump on the floor gasping for air. The woman is in front of her. She turns to my direction with murdering eye. Her burned skin due to the piercing bullet is slowly regenerating. I gasp from what I saw. The gun was no effect on her.

What is she?

"Run" my mother shouts from the back. She is holding a candelabrum in her hand. "RUN, NOW!" She shouts at me before she hit the woman with it.

The woman turned to her again. My feet refuse to run like my mother told told me to. I can't run knowing the woman will hurt her again. The cloaked woman seize my mother's neck and lift her from the floor. My mother is struggling in her hold. She's desperately fighting for air.

"Run now, please." She is looking at me now straight in my eyes.

I shake my head from side to side. I don't want to leave her. I don't want to run. My family is dead. They are all dead now, I might as well die. How can I live on my own? I was only eighteen!

"Please, run" I hear my mother's faint voice. Life is now slowly squeezing out of her limp body. "Save yourself, for us." Is the last words that came out of her mouth as she closed her eyes.

Her skin now turned into black and skin hug her bones. As the woman let go of my lifeless mother, I forced myself to run. I run as I cry endlessly. I was wailing and screaming like a mad woman. I'm loosing sanity as I take another step.

Mom, want me to live. They want me to live.

As the realization hit me, I lose all the bravery and strength that I claim to have. I run to the woods. Our house is located near the forest. I run cowardly away from our house. Away from my dead family.

"AFTER HER, THIS INSTANT!"