Infernal Fire

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Parts 3
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Reads 34
Votes 1
Parts 3
Time 23m

November 3rd, 1998 , New York City

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"Now Cassandra. At least have the decency to see what you caused." Owen said, materializing beside the policeman.

"You made me." Cassandra hicupped between sobs.

"You, Cassandra. He followed YOU. Now watch."

And she did. Forced to stare as Owen crushed his throat. Blood burst from his arteries consuming his body and flowing through the alley. The only sound was the seven-year-old's sobs and a gurgling coming from his crushed windpipe. Echoing back and forth between the brick walls. When he finally died,  a fire burst from Owens hand, which still clutched his throat, further destroying the man. It took over the body faster than any normal fire could. It burned itself out it seconds and all that was left was ash and blood.

"Let's go Cassandra. We have lots of work to do." Owen smiled, his eyes glowing bright red.

Cassandra followed. She knew better than to run.All Rights Reserved

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