fangs of fate

When something interesting happens in high school, one of two things happens; either everyone talks about it and then quickly forgets about it, or they talk about it and never forget it. Luckily for me, it was the former. It was a normal day until homeroom when we found out we had a new student. “Lexy,” Mr. Jones called out. “Here.” “Lilianna,” Mr. Jones called out “Here,” A small voice spoke from the back of the class. I had never heard this voice before so she must be new. I turned around to get a look at the new girl and I was stunned. She was pretty with long, silver hair and fair, caramel skin. She looked shy, but the main thing that instantly caught my attention were her eyes; They were just a shade lighter than mines, almost a magenta color. There’s something weird about her, she must be a-. No that’s impossible, right? I tried to ignore the thought, but it was hard since this new girl has the exact same schedule as I do. By fourth period, Janea needed blood again,

I woke up in my bed to Lilianna and Janea standing over me, worry painted on their faces. “I’m so sorry sis! I don’t know what came over me, I couldn’t control myself. Please forgive me.” Lilianna shouted. My head was pounding, and each word sent a ripple of pain radiating through my body. “It’s ok Lili, dad was controlling you with that stupid watch, it’s not your fault. Also stop screaming, I have the worst headache of my life right now.” Janea now had a stern look on her face. “Explain everything that happened in that house. Now.” Oh, I hate it when she gets like this. So I explained the whole story up until she burst through the door. “Wow, no offense, but your mom sounds awful. And why would your dad revive her?” Janea said. I shrugged my shoulders. At the moment, I didn’t want to think about it. My life was so much simpler yesterday, but now I have a twin sister that was separated at birth, a crazy mom that wants to end humanity as we know it, and an even crazier dad th

I knew there was no other way. I had tried time and time again to revert her back into that innocent girl who just wanted to explore the world. Now she wants so much more, too much even.I'm the only person who can stop her now. I'll have to kill my own daughter.Lexy ran up behind me and wrapped around my legs, almost causing me to fall. She had a worried look on her face as her big, red eyes welled with tears."Grandma, what's wrong?" She asked, her sweet little voice reminding me of the young innocence that my own daughter once displayed.I reached down and wiped a tear with my thumb. Then I picked her up and sat her on the kitchen counter."Nothing. Don't worry about it, you need to go to sleep, you have an important day tomorrow."It was obvious that she knew something was up. I swear she can pick up on the slightest negative feeling from someone else and somehow it affects her as well."Are you lying? You always say it's bad to lie. Where are you going?" She asked.She's so smar

Vanessa lunged at me and tackled me to the ground. She straddled me and looked down at me, her eyes glowing dark red, almost black, with a look of pure hatred painted on her face.It was in that moment that I realized my sweet, innocent Vanessa really was gone, replaced by a monster made of twisted ideals, raw emotion, and an indomitable will to destroy humanity as we know it. She no longer saw me as her mother, but rather as an obstacle in the way of her achieving her goal.She raised her fists over her head and brought them down, aiming for my face. I leaned left, just barely dodging the blow, and rolled over, putting myself on top. I jumped backwards, allowing both of us to stand."Don't run from me!" Vanessa yelled as she sprinted at me full speed."I'm not running, trust me. Somebody's gonna die here tonight!" I said as I blocked a punch.Vanessa launched a volley of punches as she pressed forward, which kept me on the defensive. She was fighting with pure rage; her strikes were