Hiding Secrets

Shadows .

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Dedicated to the one and only M.r Clark ....you always said I wrote too much .

Epilouge 

"You know to get close to him is a dangerous ....He'll never accept who you truly are ,you're not like them .He'll hate the very sight of you ..." Her voice peaks in concern her grip tightning on mine ,her fingers beautifully pale ,with little dirt and scratches covering the surface .

"I know ,Amelie ,I know ,but I have to try  ....If I dont try I'll always regret it .He's different ...I love him ." I continue to walk ,my pace a little slower as my heart tugs on the sense of leaving a safe heaven ,a home .It was all I had had for years .

"Thats what your mother said ,you know ...."he's different ."he'll  understand ." We were born to be in the shadows ,Mia ,to go out into the light ,you'll get burnt ." 

My face whips around  ,my hand paused on the emergancy bar leading to the exit .The way out of all of this ,my eyes wide ,I slowly scan her profile .Her hand's wrung  in a clapse in front of her her ,eyes complelety blue pleading with mine ,he shoulders slumped.She was telling the truth . Slowly I swallow the tight band in my throat .Ignore the ringing in my ears ,and slowly clamber over the words just begging to get out . "you knew my mother? You knew what happened with her ...." 

CHAPTER ONE 

I never knew how much I hated rain until now ,the whole area for miles was covered in a type of damp foggy mist ,water the only thing able to be strong enough to  pierce through it .People were rushing to and through ,racing to get out from the storm ,workers ,parents ,students ,using umbrellas ,books ,coats as shelter  .Laughing, squealing ,muttering all about the wether .But ,in those single sounds ,came peace .A happiness. ,something I had never expeierenced .Couldn't afford to .I shudder as an icy rain drop rolls un-invitingly down my back pricking the sense of urgency that I had felt before ,clearing the happniess of an innocent daydream .That I could be like them .Normal .But the ice reminded me just what I was doing there ,I quickly sprint down the steps of the fancy office complex uptown ,coffee stands and food bars aglore outside.It could of been its own city .Everywhere was covered in brash ,shiny new feel ,skycapers ,offices ,all smooth brick and glass .It was impersonal .It was horrible . I skip down the last step my sneakers soaking in the deep puddles .I really should of invested in wellies ,unfortuntaly ,that type of practicality wasn't mentioned in the job description .It never was ....it wouldn't of hurt though ,you know a quick "Hey ,you might need an umbrella today " it would of saved so much trouble ...and new shoes .And yet the thought of the DW showing any sort of care ,nearly made me scoff ,he just wasn't that sort ....or any sort really .Nasty could be a desription though ...fat could be another .You just didn't cross  his bad side ,you did what he asked ,no questions  ,the last guy that didn't is now enjoying an extended hoilday ...in a tomb. My feet crunching the autum leaves ,I hurridly push up my hood ,and tug on my rucksack strap .I didn't even want to know what was in the box ,but I gathered it was imporant if it was guarded like it was ...sure the guy was sleeping ...but I mean he was still there I guess ...and when checking his mental patterns ,he had a busy night .... if you get me ,you can't blame him with a wife like that to take a nap .At least he saved me some time ,I should probably write him a letter some time ,thanking him . One thing I did know ,was this whatever it was ,was  damn heavy .I pace past houses ,shops and offices never looking at anywhere other then the ground ,I didn't need to .You could call it a perk of the job, I guess .Cars rush by me ,as if nothing in the world was wrong ,that I didn't just steal a box that somehow was important ,that I didn't just freeze people in an office complex ,that I wasn't even getting chased ,oh ...and that I was going to potentionally die at any second .I raise my head ....getting chased .I was right.Still walking I turn my head back behind me a "jogger " seemed awfully eager  to lose that extra pizza he had for lunch ,to the other side of the road a bald headed ,middle aged guy seemed to be intent to get that extra coffe for that zeal of boast .They weren't right . Their speed for a start was like a amuture version of Usain bolt , not even bothering to care about their direction pushing and shuffing everyone out of the way .At the moment the bald egare for coffee guy  ,looked over his eyes fully black ,a smile that would make the shark off Jaws proud , spreading across his face .I could scream .I could chuck the stupid box back and say " no hard feelings " and slowly back away  ,or even maybe just dig my grave now for them ,saving them the trouble of killing me  .I run .I had no idea where ,I didn't care ,I just needed to get away somewhere there was only one thing that they could be .Petrio's.A major worry for Dw ,he had warned us they were basically the improved version of us ,like Clark kent as superman ,to the new one ,underware on the outside to now where it should be .Anything that we could do ,they could do ten times better .It was what the rivals had been working on .I was what had been in constent disscsion back In the lodge .I just think they should add a cape so they get the image of evil down to a tee ,oh and for good mesure maybe add in a cackling laugh ,Dracula style .The footsteps behind me increase ,screams and shouting getting louder as all three of us duck and push .Three grannies ,two middle aged guys ,one loved couple who were about to kiss .I think I did any roadkill hillbiliies proud .Thats, when I heard it ,before I could even stop it .The unmistakable sound of cavelndale pearl bullets whizzing through  the air at lightning speed .So they had been prepared for this  .I bite down on my lip as one pierce's my calf ,clamping my leg  with one of my hands I keep going .The last thing I could do was stop,that would be like saying " Oh please do come and eat me with your sharky type teeth ,oh I heard I tasted better with BBQ sauce " By this time people were looking at me strangly ,their eyes glancing down at my strange limp ,the strange green liquid ozzing through my leg .They couldn't see the bullet ,no mortal could ,they couldn't even see the thing that shot it ...but oh they can see the blood  .Mortals were strange like that,  ....  I push myself to go faster as I feel my head pounding ,my body going un naturally hot .I needed to get it out .I mean I haven't even managed to eat lunch ,and it was hardly a  cool to die without eating lunch . Heartless Bastards .  I hope pizza jogging guy choked on his next  one .I hobble run down a small road , the Pirates of the Carribeanian theme playing furiosuly in my head .The building getting less fancy by the minute   ,the smooth stone ,replaced with plain brick ,the tarmac road replaced with cobble stone . I look aroun frantically for an empty shop ,somewhere closed  as the consent reminder that the Jaws team was closing behind .Through the throngs of people ,I finally spot it "Desert coffee shop ." the bay fronted window displaying mitch matched sofas and walls lined with books ,the service counter old oak wood . I clamp down my nails onto my palm as the pain soars through my veins .This was bad .Very bad .I hobble as fast as I can to the door and let my eyes work the lock ,keeping,my hood covering most of my face .I barge the door ,and fall  .My face meeting the cool stone floor . I could just stay here ,nobody would notice ,the floor was nice . ,I shake my head and sigh  gently bring myself to a sitting posistion to look out the bay fronted window ,now was no time to get emotionally attached to a stone floor . .They were tracing my steps ,both of them seprating ,their eyes darting to the pavement and up again ,but they would have a hard time ,thanks to their own ingenuis thought of shooting me ,my blood was soon coveringup my footprints disolving them and itself .I smile smugly to myself in the dark .Serves them right .I'd be safe for a few minutes.Slowly I let out pent up breath I wasnt even aware of holding and cast my eyes down to my leg ....it was already seeping through the jeans .I tug up the denim carefully ,and qucikly glance at the wound .Blood was not my ...strong point .But even I knew it was just a graze .Or it could be ,If i didn't get this bullet out ,with in an hour it would posion my viens ,leading me to become weak and deliourous .Eventually turning me into ...well like a mumified person ...in its own spiders web  .Its weird ,but that's just how we die ,"traditional" doesnt really come with being a one of us   .And unless the owner liked The mummified Eygpytian theme  .I didn't think I wanted to turn into that right here .I look around for some sort of sharp obeject ,anything that could get it out .