The Fifth
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Heart racing, palms sweating and legs aching. That's all I can feel at this moment. I leap jumping over a fallen tree trunk surprising myself. My feet move rapidly on the ground at a speed I have never in my life met. I turn my head to get a glimpse of my hunters, regret and fear engulf me instantly at the sight of these demon like creatures. There peach black eyes throw daggers at me and their razor sharp elongated teeth send terrifying chills down my spine, my eyes go wide when I see one of them holding up a gun! I turn my head forward hoping for some closure but instead am met with an even more horrible feature, a cliff. I don't stop I continue to ran for my life. MY feet lift off the ground with a final jump into the air off the ledge. I almost felt relief but it all vanished when a gun shot went off followed by agonising pain to my back. I had been shot and I was going to die. My body plummeted for the water below and soon I was met with a harsh impact as I came to contact with the water surface. In no time I was enterely submerged underwater. I couldn't move my limbs, it was too painful my body was unresponsive . I shut my eyes and welcomed the dreadful darkness, my lips subconsciously part open letting in the never ending flow of water into my body. This was it, death becomes me.
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"ONGOING" When I was 13 years old, my entire family committed suicide by driving full speed off a thirty foot bridge. Morbid, I know. Unfortunately, they deemed themselves unfit to live and ended it the only way they knew how. They had gotten themselves stuck in something deep and dark with a couple of the demons around our neighborhood and their contract was coming due. So at the age of only 13, I was left to fend for myself and survive in a world full of werewolves and demons. My name is Claire Summers and my family had once ran one of the most powerful werewolf packs in North America. That is, however, only because of a contract held by a certain grey eyed demon. After their deaths, the pack diminished to almost nothing. The spell cast upon the pack members had been lifted and they saw no reason to stick around. I was left with no one to support me and I was forced to find my own way through life. My title as the Alpha's daughter slowly slipped back to Omega in a matter of hours. Nobody wanted anything to do with me. I was a freak in their eyes. They were embarrassed of me, I humiliated them. The Alpha's daughter was supposed to be strong and lead the pack when her parents couldn't and I wasn't able to. I was an Omega at heart. I always had been, no matter the spell the demon put on everyone. I was an Omega and they were finally beginning to see that. I was weak, pathetic, unloved, and an outcast. Everyone despised me. People who I thought of as family members disowned me. For the first time in my life I was completely and utterly alone. Until I met him. CREDIT __ LIZ

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