ONE THOUGHT AWAY

ONE THOUGHT AWAY

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"Oops. Wrong soul." he muttered lowly, annoyance laced in his voice as I stepped away in fear and disbelief. "What do you mean 'wrong soul'?" I ask with a tint of ridicule set in my tone. "I meant you're the wrong person." he voiced out again, carefully this time as if talking to a three year old. I scoffed as I heard him mutter," Humans and their ridiculously slow brains. To say they call themselves intelligent." "Dude! You can't just appear out of thin air, scare a person half to death, almost light their house on fire, accuse human civilisation of being dumb and say, 'Oops wrong person'!" I yelled, feeling extremely frustrated. "Uhh. Technically, I think I just did?" he asks uncertainly. "Okay. That's it. I'm calling the cops." I reached towards my phone as he spoke again making me freeze. "Sure. Go ahead. Call the police.Tell them that a century old demon just appeared out of thin air and is demanding for your soul. I'm 'totally' sure they'd believe you. You might as well continue the rest of your life in a mental institute." **** Isabelle Grey is not a person who is easily dealt with. River Stallion is not a person who people mess with. Kaiden Black is not someone you'd occasionally run into. If you do though, I feel sorry for what's about to come next. Pain. Death. ****
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I hear the clanking of metal loud and rigid from behind me, I feel the wind rush past as I sprint, they are still chasing me. I'll be honest I don't know what to do, quite frankly it's hard to think straight right now. I feel my body shutting down as the adrenaline is losing its punch, I can't run any faster. I'm always running, they are always chasing me. I don't even know why they chase me, I don't know what I did and like them they won't say. Do they even know? Am I just unlucky? Someone they picked at random to be the new subject of there torture? I wont let it happen. That's why I'll stay free, never fully contained. I think about the one I love, Charlie. I don't know where he is, I don't even know if he is safe. "Hey! Weapon down sarge, we don't want to kill her!" A guard's shout smacks me out of my train of thought. By this point I've gained some distance due to them having heavy armour. This stops me in my tracks though, I hear the guards slow down too. I stop, I realise, they want me alive. They aren't going to kill me, they don't want me dead. I have a gun, if I just point it at myself what are they going to do? I turn around and I look at all of the guards who have stopped in their tracks heaving in confusion. It's silent, even the wind is merely a whisper, all that can be heard is the panting of everyone on scene. They want me alive, they want me alive. I turn around, towards my chasers. I notice the guards straighten as I do so, instinctively I hold my gun to my neck, one bullet left, not enough for all of them but enough to kill me. They don't want me dead. I look to see all of them freeze in shock before one of the guards takes a step forward. I can't see their face, I can't see anyone's face but I feel like I need to know who this is. Before I can react they raise their gun and shoot. Pain explodes in my leg and I fall, all that running, for nothing. All I see now is black, I can't hear everything but I still feel conscious.

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