Before he can say anything else I jump up from the ground and start to sprint. I run successfully for a half a second when a hand grips my waist. Everything happens so fast and the next thing I know I am thrown over his shoulder Shrek style. I respond with a shriek. "What are you doing?!" I scream angrily. He responds calmly, "I gave you a choice." I punch his shoulders, "I hate you! I can't believe I ever thought you were attractive! You are psycho!" *** Even though she is surrounded she had always felt inexplicably lonely. She had always craved something, but she didn't know what it was. Slate was the same way. But he never believed that some girl could fill whatever hole was empty. Especially not a mortal girl. It never crossed his mind that it would be this girl that would mess everything up for him either. This isn't your stereotypical paranormal.