Emily stirred up in her sleep, a big smile easily making its home on her lips. She yawned softly and slowly sat up on the bed with her eyelids still closed.
Opening her eyes, she gazed at her son who was sleeping peacefully beside her. A smile of satisfaction was still painted on his face even as he slept.She leaned closer to his dazzling face and pecked him on his forehead, her fingers slowly running through his soft and curly hair.She got out of his bed and strolled to her own room where she freshened up. She strode to the kitchen afterwards. It was time to make breakfast for the birthday boy!Once breakfast was ready and the food was served on the dinning table, the door bell rang and Emily went to answer it. It was the strawberry cake and pepperoni pizza cake she had pre-ordered the previous day. It was hard to decide which cake to order as he liked both cakes so she ordered both of 'em. Damn, it was gonna be a feast. It wasn't that much of a problem since the boy had a very large appetite.Once both cakes were set on the table with the candles glistering with fire, she made to go wake him up, but unexpectedly, he walked into the dinning room at that moment looking disheveled.His eyelids were droopy and sleepy, his slender and short legs moved groggily. His hair was in complete disarray, yet that seemed to add to his alluring charm. If it were someone else standing there, he would look like a mad man but this boy made madness look cute. No doubt, girls would be chasing after him when he was older."You look a mess," Emily told while scanning through his sleep deprived features. He ignored her looks and gazed at the dining table. His eyes widened and sleep seemed to evade his senses, replacing it with excitement.He bolted to the dinning table and found a seat just beside his mother. He made to reach for the food on the table but his hands were slapped away midway."Mom..." He pouted his lips and stared at her with a grumpy look. He looked like a cute puppy that had lost its bone to the river. He peered at her, giving her those cute puppy eyes she normally couldn't resist. She looked away quickly, avoiding his burning gaze. She cleared her throat and seemed to have recovered her voice.She peered at his smitten form and suggested in a calm voice, "Go freshen up first. No way are you eating my food looking like that!"Blake knew it was of no use arguing with his mother. Once she made up her mind, it was hard to make her change them, not unless he gave her those cute puppy eyes which didn't seem to work today. Looks like he's run out of luck."Meanie!" He snorted in a whisper and trotted back to his room without any further delay. Emily pulled her lips into a small smile. Such an obedient boy. If he hadn't been the devil's son, he would have probably grown up to be a good boy.Moments later, they were both seated on the on the three seater dining table relishing on the wonderful meal they just had.Blake's expression soon turned serious. He gazed at his mother and slowly questioned, "Mom, when is your next checkup?"Emily sighed, her bright mood slowly turning sour, "Today...""I'm tagging along," he suggested without letting her finish. He continued picking his teeth with a toothpick and acted like he hadn't said anything. This made Emily worry. She didn't want him to blame himself for her death. She reached out to him from across the table, her hands settling on his litttle ones."Blake..."He didn't retract his hands from hers but instead he placed his free hand on hers and said reassuringly, "Mom, you won't die. Trust me."She nodded and said no more, her prying eyes never leaving his small figure. She raised her eyebrows and studied his calm expression and then she sighed. She was just about to leave the dinning room when his words halted her on her tracks."Erm... Mom. Could you pack some food for Liam and a large chunk from the strawberry cake. He likes those." He pouted and Emily's eyes narrowed. Liam? Liam was in a coma. How could he eat? And his parents were planning to disconnect his life support the next day. She wanted to object but he quickly assured, before she could say anything, "Just trust me. I know what I am doing."He trotted out of the dinning room and slumped on one of the couches in the sitting room without giving her any chance to speak. His small fingers fiddled with the remote, the television came to life afterwards.He changed the channels a few times before finally changing it to the news channel.TRAGEDY HITS EARTH AS THE WORLD'S DEADLIEST STORM HITS THE UNITED STATES, CANADA, RUSSIA, CHINA, JAPAN, SOUTH KOREA, THAILAND, INDONESIA, MALAYSIA, PHILIPPINES, AUSTRALIA, INDIA, BRAZIL, CHILE, VENEZUELA, PERU, ARGENTINA, THE UK AND OVER A HUNDRED OTHER COUNTRIES. THE UNITED STATES BEING THE WORST HIT COUNTRY BY THE STORM.HURRICANES OF SPEED OF 500KM/H RAVAGED COASTAL AREAS OF 18 STATES OF THE UNITED STATES AND LEFT MANY DEAD AND SAVAGED PROPERTIES WORTH TRILLIONS OF DOLLARS. STATES AFFECTED BY THE STORM ARE: WASHINGTON, CALIFORNIA, NEVADA, TEXAS, LOUISIANA, MISSISSIPPI, ALABAMA, FLORIDA, GEORGIA, NORTH AND SOUTH CAROLINA, VIRGINIA, DELAWARE, NEW JERSEY, MASSACHUSETTS, CONNECTICUT, NEW HAMPSHIRE AND MAINE. WHILE INLAND STATES OF THE US SUFFERED FROM HEAVY RAINFALL AND VIOLENT OF TURNADOES OF OVER 400MPH. TOTAL DEATH TOLL OF THE UNITED STATES HAS NOW RISEN TO FIVE MILLION PEOPLE AND STILL COUNTING!THE WORLD'S TOTAL DEATH TOLL CAUSED BY THIS RAVAGING STORM HAS BEEN ESTIMATED TO OVER "THREE HUNDRED MILLION" PEOPLE. AFRICA AND ANTARCTICA REMAIN THE ONLY CONTINENTS THAT WERE SPARED BY THIS DEVASTATING STORM. THIS MAY BE THE END OF THE WORLD AS WE KNOW IT. GOD HELP US ALL...A smile of victory easily became painted on his face as he watched the news. Lucifer asked for a thousand souls but he gave him the souls of over three hundred millions. What an achievement.Hahahaha, dad would be proud, he thought and laughed hysterically. The world would know that Lucifer Jnr has awakened!Emily watched the news with a complicated expression. On the news, a young girl of around five was seen crying as the dead bodies of her parents were wheeled away. That brought back memories, memories she thought she had buried in the deepest part of her brain came rushing back. She was reminded of her painful past. Her parents died when she was six in a car crash. She remembered how both parents had shielded her with their bodies when the car somersaulted. She watched how the bodies of her parents were put in body bags. She tried to stop them from talking her parents saying mummy and daddy were just sleeping. She almost didn't realize when a lone tear had escaped her eyelids but she quickly wiped it off.Yes, she hated humans. She hated them because they treated her like thrash. After her parents died, her aunt and uncle took her in. She was abused physically, mentally, sexually... Yes, she was raped at the age of fifteen by her own uncle, her mother's brother. His wife and children were no different. She was always treated like a slave in that house. Her life was a living hell. Suicide? She attempted suicide a couple of times. All of her attempts were futile as she would always wake up in the hospital. Alive! Even death refused her.The kids in school weren't any different as they bullied her with every opportunity they had. When she was eighteen, she ran away from home into the streets. The outside world wasn't any better, it was worse. She had to hustle for every thing she ate. Most of the times, she ate from people's garbage cans.Of course a few people were nice to her but she had already given up on the human race a long time ago. They all just deserved to die!When the opportunity came and she met a dazzling man on the streets. He offered her a lot of money just to lay with her. Of course, she agreed. She was tired of living from the dumpster.When she woke up the next morning, he was gone but there was lots of cash lying on the bed. She was overjoyed. When she found out who her son was and his mission, she vowed to help him fulfill his mission on earth!As if sensing her change on emotions, Blake turned off the television and narrowed his eyes to his mother who was now seated beside him.His heart clenched upon seeing her teary eyed, "Mom, I can stop. I can stop killing people if you don't want me to." He suggested in a whisper, his eyes never leaving her figure.She chuckled deeply, her fingers wiping her face clean. "What? No. Your dad would have my neck." She cracked a joke, trying to lighten up the mood but that didn't seem to be working.She puffed at a loud breath and told him, "I was just reminded of some bad memories."He nodded, his eyes flickering as he suggested, "I can take away your bad memories."Her eyes flashed with surprise. He could do that? She ruffled his dark hair and said to him, "Mummy needs those memories."He pouted and peered into her eyes. He questioned with a confused expression, "Why? If they hurt you so much, why keep 'em?""So I have something to hold on to. Revenge!" Those memories are reminders of the fact that the human race needed to end!While she was still basking in her emotions, the door bell rang. She rose from the couch and went to answer it.A violent looking woman forced herself into the house, her actions caused Emily to stagger behind. She almost fell to the ground but she quickly regained her balance.And in that moment his eyes flashed red, the gentle expression on his face was now a deadly one. Of course he knew her. That bitch was Mark's mother. Now he regretted not killing her last night.A few other people entered the sitting room. There were the parents of the five boys he had killed. Two of them were policemen.She pointed at Blake who was watching them with menacing eyes, "That's him. He killed our sons. Arrest him!""That's him. He killed our sons. Arrest him!" She screamed at the top of her voice. Her ear splitting voice was so high pitched that the glass cup Blake was holding shattered and cut his hands in the process."Blake are you okay?" His mother rushed over to him and held his bleeding finger with a panicked expression.He pursed his lips and glared at Jessica who was equally glaring at him. Her eyes were red and so was her face. She looked like a bomb about to explode.Her son...Emily rose to her feet, her calm and meek eyes darkening in seething rage. She trotted over to the woman's short form and stood just a few inches from her. They stared at each other for a few seconds and for those seconds there was but a complete silence between these two while they just murdered each other with their hateful gazes. The hatred, the rage... If only eyes could kill...Unexpectedly, they was an ear splitting sound at that moment. Everyone's gaze were now focused on these two. Jessica held her face
"Blake as you know, you are one of the suspects for the murder of Mark. We would like to see the CCTV footage of last night."Blake smiled and remained unperturbed while Emily's inside were practically shaking in fear but thankfully she was quick to mask her expression else they would both be exposed. Blake could sense her tension, so he stretched out his hands to hers and gave her a reassuring smile, one that warmed her heart and made all her fears disappear."Sure." Was his simple reply. His mother who suddenly regained her confidence, rose from the couch as she said, "I will go get the laptop."Minutes later, Emily arrived the sitting room with a laptop in her hands. She placed the laptop of the glass table and gestured for Collins to play the footage.Collins tapped a few keys on the laptop. The footage of last night from around 11pm was displayed on the computer screen. Blake was seen dozing off on the bed, his mother joined him on bed at around 11:30. He then snuggled up to hi
"I have evidence!" It was just but three words but those words made a patter of cold shivers run down her spines. He had evidence? How? She made sure she silenced the only person who knew about her death and erased all traces of her death. Could it be he...She laughed weirdly and mocked, "Evidence? How could a eight year boy have evidence? Are you gonna show us a horror movie of a ghost killing a boy? How pathetic!"Collins simply ignored her continuous ranting and asked the boy seriously, "You said you have the evidence. Where is it?"Blake peered into the eyes of the man and gave him an innocent look. His lips quivered as he spoke in a scary tone, "She would kill me if I tell you, just like she tried to kill my friend. He's in a coma now." The boy sobbed and placed his head on his mother's shoulder. Emily's eyes narrowed to her son, the expression on her face was that of perplexity. The friend he was referring to... Could it be Liam?!Jessica felt her legs begin to falter. She stagg
As they awaited the results of her CT scan, the anxiety in Emily's heart grew. She didn't know why but since she woke up, she felt awfully better and she hadn't coughed since she left the house and even as they were in the hospital.She didn't know if she was getting worse or if she was actually healed? She stared her son who was seated beside her. His small legs were crossed and his facial expression was that of repose. Now that she actually thought about it, she didn't really remember much from last night. She only remember running into Blake's room and seeing him ablaze. That was all she could remember and the next morning she was waking up beside her son! Weird?"Blake, do you know what happened last night?" He pursed his lips and replied casually, "You just fell asleep."Her eyes went wide with surprise, she couldn't just fall asleep. Or was it the drug she took last night? It made her drowsy though.She pouted her lips and didn't ask anymore questions. A nurse soon came out of t
Liam chewed on the food hastily, he then took a glass of water and gulped its content down."Easy on the food." Blake chuckled and poured more water into his cup."I'm damn hungry! Don't blame me, I haven't eaten in a month!" he pouted his lips and continued eating. Blake smiled but didn't say anything. He was glad that his mother packed more than enough, otherwise, he was scared the food might not be enough.Liam soon finished all of the food. He licked his lips as he prepared to savour the mouth watering cake. "Time for desert." He muttered, delving into the huge strawberry cake. His lips were stained with icing, but he abruptly licked it from his lips. Blake watched as his friend devoured the cake with amusement dancing in his eyes. He felt overjoyed seeing that he was back to his previous self.Moments later, the door opened and Emily and Helen walked into the room. They seemed to be discussing about something that they didn't notice the two boys on the bed. Helen's mood seemed to
Sitting on the hospital bed with a broken heart, the woman felt a bit hesitant to disclose her ailment to the boy. She gazed at the boy's tranquil expression and then at his innocent blue orbs. She didn't know why but she felt she could trust him. "I have Osteosarcoma," she started slowly with a sullen look on her face. "I was diagnosed six months into my pregnancy and worse of all, my cancer had spread to my Lungs making it even harder to treat!" She confessed with a sunken spirit, the pain she felt burned her heart. It was the kind of pain one felt when a knife was pierced into the heart.She clutched unto her chest and let out short raspy breaths. She felt her lungs burn for air but she didn't get any. Blake appeared to have noticed her difficulty in breathing. Just when she was about to press the emergency button on her bed, his word stopped her, "Don't."As if possessed by an invisible force, she dropped her hands from the button. He placed two of his fingers on her forehead an
TRIGGER WARNING: THIS CHAPTER CONTAIN SOME GORY SCENES.In an enormous living room, a man named Jacob Killian was seated on of the exquisite couches with a glass of whiskey in his hands and a picture frame of a beautiful woman.His eyes were red from the tears he had shed earlier and his heart felt heavy and it hurt so much. The love of his life was dead and soon he would be too. He pretty much knew that Shane already ordered for his execution. Shane was a dangerous man, it was impossible to escape from his grasp. At least, he knew he would soon be reunited with the love of his life.As he gulped down the entire content of the glass, the brownish liquid burned his throat. He stroked the woman's face on the frame and let out a bitter smile. He brought the picture to his face and gave it a light peck."Gross." A small voice mumbled from behind him and a sudden shudder of dread ran down his spine. He felt his hands quake in fright as Blake ambled over to where he sat. What was he doing he
TRIGGER WARNING: THIS CHAPTER CONTAINS EXTREME GORY SCENES. ~~~Nineteen years later~~~ The crackling sound of fire became music to the ears as the dying branches and twigs breathed their last before tumbling into the glowing embers. Large number of sparks from the blazing bonfire were been blown away by rustling wind.Twelve young adults sat around the fire as they listened to tales of the mysterious faceless beast."In a lonely and dreaded forest, there lived a beast who took the shape of a man. Only one person ever lived to tell the tales of this dreaded beast. It was said to have red glowing eyes, sharp claws, two devilish horns on it's head. It was faceless and it could snap a person's neck without touching it, it could rip a person's heart out with it's claws and rip a person into shreds in seconds...""Okay, that's enough John!" Amelia snapped, fear flickering in her brown orbs. She didn't want to hear anymore of the frightening story."Don't tell me you're all scared. It's a