Born to Protect and Kill anyone in my way.

Born to Protect and Kill anyone in my way. ON HOLD ... SORRY

   Dedicate to my best friends Joaliz for teaching me that sometimes dreaming it can make it happen in real life.

Prologue --^^

    The night is when all dark and fuck up things come out to walk on the earth. I for one hate the dark but I’m made to live in it. The night is so cold and dark sometimes feels like death. To me it's all the same night or day. I've seen it all; from heaven to hell. I'm so cold inside; life has made me this way. It's kill or be killed. Life's a bitch but people like it that way.

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 Chapter 1

Well as you can see I hate being alive. My life as Gabriela the weird girl is so dramatic and I hate it. I am always mentally talking to myself; it's the only place I can be myself. Today will be different; I will change fate. I was born or maybe created to protect human, stupid rules. Why a human? I hate destiny.

Why do I have to watch over a human? I am only human for now. Better go to sleep; I am going to need all my mental walls up for tomorrow. I hate my family curs and anything to do with the world I am going to be introduced to.

 The same thing happened to the person I loved but the only difference is that he never came back. I got into bed hiding my diary under the mattress and closed my eyes. I could only see one thing, darkness all around.

 For a moment, I could feel something cold touch me, holding onto me, pulling my white  shirt tight, almost to the point of breaking. I tried to let out a cry but when I opened my mouth nothing came out.  A broad soft hand covered mouth and something touched my ear.

 My attacker’s lips were brushing against me, cold and wet. I was lost in my thoughts for a moment. Words erupted from the soft lips that were pressed against my neck. It was a man, no a boy; he was two years older than me maybe 18. It was hard to distinguish, but his voice was painted in pain. Suddenly, the darkness became darker than black. It was like a new color, a new world.

 I fell from my bed waking up from my nightmare. God, what was that? I only remembered a man's voice whispering three words, “You are mine." That voice was so cold, so tempting. Almost as if they were said by a heavenly angel. The man was almost pleading to me in his cries. For a moment I sat on the floor.

After three minutes of looking at the intricate pattern of the carpet, I slowly stood up feeling a little stupid. Thinking to myself, why is an angel crying for me? Why am I his? I feel like I am going crazy. The dream has my head messed up. What am I going to do now? I've been awake for hours and tomorrow I am going to be a living zombie.

I passed the rest of the night without any more crazy dreams. In the morning I could feel the warmth from the sun coming from outside slowly resting on my bed. I threw the comforter and the quilt quickly on the floor when I heard a noise coming from the hall; Nana coming to wake me.

Nana

This was the day my dear Gabriela would see that the world was different. Today is the last day I could call her such and see the color from her cheeks turn red. I thought to myself God give this innocent young lady the gift of strength. I stood in front of the russet door searching for the key to the room. I was about to put the heavy bronze key in the door hole.

When I heard Gabriela say, “come in Nana its open."

 “Oh hello my dear girl,” was all I said and put my head down.

 “Nana, what is wrong?” She asks tempted.

 “Oh my dear girl it’s just that this old lady has pain in her soul. I am sixty two years old and I still remember when you were born. Ever since your mother's last breath I have seen you as my own. It was the night of the star. Many people say that when a baby is born on the night the star passes that the baby is given a special task, because that star is blessed by God himself.

The star is color lilac with a misty Periwinkle tail. This star is only seen every one hundred and five years, its name is Caspar.”

Taking a deep breath I told Gabriela in Italian, "Gabriela alzarsi Missy. Sai di avere la scuola. Mi metterò il bagno in esecuzione per voi." (Get up missy. You know that you have school. I will get the bath running for you.)

 Gabriela

“What did you say Nana?” I ask in confusion.

All she did was laugh at me and  rushed me out of bed. Then promptly turned on her heel and walked out. I got up and put on my fuzzy violet slippers walking to my walk in closet. I opened the double doors and turned on the light, thinking about what Nana had said earlier.

 I wish I had something special to do in my boring life. Walking up to the eggshell white racks lining my closet and got my black boots which had KISS stamped in red. Then I grabbed a pair of stormy grey skinny jeans and a white shirt. I grabbed my towel and walked to the showers.