"That's it, it's over?" Someone asked."You bet your balls it is." Another laughed."I can't feel my brother's essence any more, so yes, it is over," Alistair said.The look on his face showed that he had no remorse that his brother had just died, but there were sad faces all around from those who lost their loved ones, all because they were foolish enough to think they would succeed."Yessss!" A warlock bellowed, starting off the first rounds of cheering. "Don't worry fellow lores, our mates will be reborn in the next century or two." He then said, that got the cheering to stop.A she-wolf pushed hair out of her face, then kicked at a pile of dust. "That idiot. Now what am I going to do without him for so long?"Vince walked over to Harlow with his head low. "Do you think my sister will really be reborn?" He asked.Harlow avoided his eyes, because really she didn't know what to tell him. They might or might not, depending on how they died. And seeing that, Scarlet went a little crazy

"Oh my baby, please don't cry. You will feel better soon." My mother smiled down at me while brushing away my tears. I shook my head weakly. I was on the verge of dieing, and we both knew it. Everyone knew, and all I could do was lie on this uncomfortable hospital bed and suffer in pain until my body can't take anymore experiments. I am once again slowly wasting away due to some unknown illness. I had just gotten over my battle with cancer, and now was fighting off something different. The doctors didn't know if it was because of the chemotherapy, or what, but I was once again bedridden in the hospital my father worked. Whatever was happening to me baffled everyone. Not even my father (the best here in New York, and four other states) knew what was wrong with me. Neither did the best doctors or scientists from around the world. They called what I was going through a novel, a mystery. All I can do was lay in bed, not moving and pray that the pain wasn't so bad. "I'll come back t

"Why is this happening to you? First me, now you grams. It is like our family is cursed." October said, taking a seat on the chair beside the bed. She began singing, after praying for the woman that lay in the bed. ''I love your voice,'' A deep, smooth voice said. October looked around the room, startled as to who the voice came from, but she couldn't find the source. Her eyes zoomed in on the corner, thinking that maybe it was one of the shadows that seemed to always follow her around was finally speaking. She went back to singing to her grandmother, who had a late, advanced stage of cancer and was hooked up to several machines. The old lady looked a lot worse than October did a few months ago. Her eyes had sunk into holes, with large black bags under her eyes. Her lips were chapped and blue. She looked like a bag of bones, with sagging skin. Even though her father, one of the best doctors in the USA, did all he could, they knew that these were Mrs Summer’s last days. It was li

October, her two siblings, along with her two best friends, stayed at the mall because her father had to go to work, to much of their relief. His idea of fun was taking his eldest child to build-a-bear and the zoo for her birthday. Daniel had left them early as well, because he had to go get prepared for the game later. Even though October was trying to enjoy herself, she couldn’t help but keep glancing around, because she had the feeling of being watched. The feeling came right after her father and boyfriend left, but no matter how much October tried to search the small space of the pizzeria for an unfamiliar face, she couldn't find one. She knew everyone in town, and no one seemed suspicious either. She signed, then took a bite out of her broccoli, cheese pizza to take her mind off things. But her thoughts still drifted to what that man had said in the cab. Their entire exchange came back to her like it always did. The faceless man with his deep voice would also often times appear

"Is there a reason I'm being interrupted!?" Alistair roared, as he burst through the doors of the meeting room.The few members that were present flinched, while others avoid the crazed eyes of Alistair."Yes, we have knowledge that your bride is here. Not only are you holding her against her will, but you are torturing her as well." A woman spoke up.Alistair hissed at her. "I am King. I can do whatever I like."The woman shook her head. “It is against the law, and the council have decided to take action.""Take action!?" Alistair yelled.The woman nodded her head. "Under the act of--"In no time, Alistair had the woman pinned to the wall by her neck, cutting off what she had to say."This will be the last ever meeting. Consider this ‘council’ no more." Alistair threw the woman across the room."You can't end the council! It is not your place to do so," Claude, the head of the council, said.Alistair gave the man a smile while advancing on him. His fangs lengthened. The only thing th