Starcatcher

Starcatcher

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I wish I had listened when my brother told me to run. He screamed at me to run. My murderer pushed me down and stabbed me in the chest. The knife sparked and burned. Not like a normal knife. He leaned in and whispered. "Another soul doomed for hell." My brother screamed and screamed. Yet somehow he managed to turn and run. I'm not sure if he was going for help or if he was to scared to stay. Either way I don't blame him. For that was the night I was sent to hell. I was an innocent girl and now I'm damned. My name is Ariadne. Her name is Reverie. She has a similar story. Her mother was kidnapped from her in the the war. She was tortured, raped and murdered. She was left alone and finally the same man came. She couldn't escape. She got the same knife info her chest. It sparked and burned away at her flesh just as it did mine. Funny but the knife leaves a mark somewhere on your body. Something related to your humanity so you constantly have a reminder of who you were. So you can never move on. Mine is a star on my cheek. When you start to forget your humanity it burns. It reminds me of my brother, he had a birthmark the shape of a star on his right hand. Reverie has a dream catcher on her lower stomach. It's small but relevant. It resembles her mother telling her that bad dreams can be caught by a dream catcher. We teamed up to catch the person who doomed us to hell, we want to find a way to reverse it or completely separate us from our humanity because the pain is excruciating. A humane demon. That's what we are. We have extraordinary gifts but they are damned and dark. Ariadne means "holy" in Greek. Ironic right? Reverie means "day dream". Aria and Rev for short.
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Before I begin, I just want to say that this story does include some mature themes. I will also give out a warning a chapter prior to these scenes. Getting that out of the way, let's go onto the story description... *This book contains explicit content* *EXTRACT FROM THE BOOK* I stared at him, cooking and whistling, something that I could not do, or should I say, wasn't bothered to do. I decided to move away and to try and find an exit but I didn't even take one step back when I heard his voice. "Princess? Is that you?" I saw him raise his head before shooting his eyes onto me. The sudden gaze caused to heart to race while it froze my body as if I have turned into ice. I felt the fear engulf my body, eating me inside out. "You aren't scared of me... Are you?" he asked me, I sensed the envy in his voice. That mixed with his harsh tone caused a wave of goosebumps to course through my body. I wanted to begin by asking him where was I? Why was I here? Why was he here... I wanted to ask him, but I couldn't, the fear was just all too much for me. "Come on... Speak to me... Ask me..." he began. "Ask me 'why am I here' and all of that crap... Entertain me with your fear." I saw him slowly gripping a knife that was on the countertop, with his eyes still on mine. The sides of his mouth slowly began tilting upwards. All the bitterness and the cold, it was all so visible in his eyes. I looked at him in horror, noticing him as he took his first steps towards me. "Talk to me... Because this might be the only time you will ever be able to talk, " he said this sentence in such a calm tone, it caused me once again to shiver with goosebumps. "W-what do you mean...". Never in my life have I stuttered, until then.

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