People say that "What doesn't kill you makes you stronger." That "Everything happens for a reason.", and that "There's always a lesson to be learned." But I wonder if that's just a way to "make sense" of all the sensless things, you know?
What gives anyone else the right to decide what I need, Other than me? It'd be so much easier to use faith as a fallback, wouldnt it? To believe that anything and everything is just part of some bigger plan. And that somehow, someway, everything would be ok.
But my world isn't like that, theres so much more in this world than people know. And even the ones that do, more often than not try to explain it in a way that doesnt actually address it.
Theres alot more than just what "Goes bump in the night." Its here, all around us, the supernatural is part of it all. Since maybe even before time itself. Peculiar things happen, and people try to give reason to it. But sometimes logic isnt always right.
Life and Death are one thing we all share. The only question is time, how much or how little we have. As a witch, we arent much different from the rest of the world. Were born, we live, we die. End of story.
Atleast until now. My name is Kena, and I am dead, kind of...
Not everything can be explained away in a few words, sometimes it just happens. Life happens, and in the blink of eye, things can change, or come to an end. How easily people you once shared everything with, can become no more than a stranger. But even when it seems to be over, nothing is ever as it seems, especially not when it comes to the Neon Daemon...
You see, Fate has a funny way of working things out, even if it's not how you planned. And I hope more than anything that, that's true... As they say "If the ending of your story is a happy one, does it really matter how it began?"
Highest ranked- #10 in action 2/16/2017
A promotion.
That's all I wanted. I didn't want to run for my life. I didn't want to be kidnapped. I didn't want to face death. I didn't want to find out my whole life was a lie.
I just wanted a bloody promotion. Guess fate had other plans?
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The cold air fanned over my face as I opened the door. The exit door lead to the back of the building so it was pitch black. I leaned against the wall trying to control myself.
Blood was running down my arm and head. My hair was stuck to my face from all the sweat and blood. Everything was spinning around me and the ground seemed like it was shaking. Groaning I sat down and put my head on my knees.
He knows who I am.
He knows how I look like.
He knows where I work so possible knows where I live.
I am not safe anymore... no where.
While I was in my own world I heard faint sounds behind me but I didn't bother to look or run away. The footsteps got closer and I was pretty sure it was Walker's men.
I should run.
I should try to fight.
But what's the point in trying to run away? He would eventually find me and if he has his way he would most likely kill me. If this is my fate then why am I trying to fight it?
I felt someone harshly grab my waist and pull me up and I complied. They dragged me down the alley and into the busy street. I heard the opening of a car and the next thing I knew I was being thrown into a car. My head hit the hard leather seat and the door shut behind me.
Maybe this is how my life will end. Maybe I should just let it happen. Maybe I was destined to die alone as a no one.
With that I let the darkness consume me.