fearless01
Sketchfu-ing since 04/06/2010 (user #72634)
16, female, taken
On the boulevard of broken dreams
About fearless01
I love Tanner Reed Doucette!<3
soooo my name ish Kayla and im SCENE...im a nerdy girl who has blackish brownish blondish hair and grey eyes i play guitar,sing,write songs,write books,and so many othr odd things haha! Im taco bellz biggest fan so KILL URSELF NOW! lol im a trend so get ovr urself kidz! I LOVE getting on teacher's nerves.
Kayla+Emma=bff-Ooooh donuts
R@WR Thats I love u in Dinosaur!
I'll taste every moment and live it out loud cause this is the time to be more than a name or a face in the crowd this is the time of our lives.
I am the Last of The Last Of The American Girls
In the time it took you to read this sentance over 1,000 people have died in the world.
Girls
are like apples
on trees.All of the
best ones are at the top
but the boys always go for
the rotten ones on the
bottom because their
easy and that
makes the
ones up
top thnk
sumthin
wrong w/
them wen
reely they
are perfectly fine.
Im a smart ass but im playin dumb.
Do as I say not as i do cuz im in shit so deep i cant run away.
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saw Robert Patterson
standing on top of a sky scraper,
about to jump. If you're one of the 3%
who would sit, eating popcorn screaming
"DO A BACK FLIP YOU SPARKLY RETARD!"
then copy this and paste it to your profile
ITS PEANUT BUTTER JELLY TIME!
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*Are not always sad
*Do not always wear black
*Can be very nice people
*Don't always cut themselves
*Are not always depressed
*Can be happy too
*Are normal people just like you
(Put this on your profile if you agree with this.)
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you say Taylor Swift,I say Breaking Benjamin
You say Lady Gaga,I say Evanescence
You say Miley Cyrus,I say Slipknot
You say T-Pain,I say Three Days Grace
You say Eminem,I say Linkin Park
You say Jonas Brother,I say Green Day
You say Flowers,I say Puddle of Mudd
92% of teens have turned to pop and hip-hop.If you are part of the 8% that still listens to real music, copy and paste this message to your profile. DONT LET ROCK N ROLL DIE ! ,
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REAL FRIENDS: Are the reason you have no food.
FAKE FRIENDS: Call your parents Mr/Mrs.
REAL FRIENDS: Call your parents by their first names.
FAKE FRIENDS: Bail you out of jail and tell you what you did was wrong.
REAL FRIENDS: Would be sittin next to you sayin "Dang...... that was fun!"
FAKE FRIENDS: Have never seen you cry.
REAL FRIENDS: Cry with you.
FAKE FRIENDS: Borrow your stuff for a few days then give it back.
REAL FRIENDS: Keep your stuff so long they forget its yours.
FAKE FRIENDS: Know a few things about you.
REAL FRIENDS: Could write a book about you with direct quotes from you.
FAKE FRIENDS: Will leave you behind to be with the crowd.
REAL FRIENDS: Will get the whole crowd to come over to you.
FAKE FRIENDS: Would knock on your front door.
REAL FRIENDS: Would knock after they've let themselves in.
FAKE FRIENDS: Will talk bad to the person who talks bad about you.
REAL FRIENDS: Will knock them out.
FAKE FRIENDS: Would ignore this.
REAL FRIENDS: Will repost it
FAKE FRIENDS: Are for a while.
REAL FRIENDS: Are forever
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R- Respect you
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copy and paste this if you have someone you care about:
♥iF SOMEONE JUMPED U♥
♥ILL JUMP THEM♥
♥iF SOMEONE ROBS U ♥
♥ILL ROB THEM♥
♥iF SOME0NE HURTS y0U♥
♥i..LL KN0CK THEM 0UT ♥
♥iF y0UR oN DRUGS♥
♥i..LL MAKE y0U ST0P♥
♥iF y0U JUMPED 0FF A BRiDGE ♥
♥i..LL B 0N THA GR0UND T0 CATCH y0U ♥
♥iF y0U CRy♥
♥i..LL CRy ♥
♥iF y0UR KiCKED 0UT ♥
♥i..LL TAKE y0U iN ♥
♥iF y0UR W0RLD C0MES CRASHiN D0WN ♥
♥i..LL B STANDiN RiTE NEXT T0 y0U ♥
GIRL: do i ever cross ur mind?
BOY: NO
GIRL: do u like me?
BOY: NO
GIRL: would u cry if i left?
BOY: NO
GIRL: would u live 4 me?
BOY: NO
GIRL: would u do anything 4 me?
BOY: NO
GIRL: choos-my or your life
BOY: my life
the girl runs away in shock and pain and the boy runs after her and says...
the reason u never cross my mind is cuz ur always on my mind.the reason y i dont like u is cuz i love u. the reason i dont want u is cuz i need u.the reason y i wouldent cry if u left is cuz i would die if u left
the reason i wouldnt live 4 u is cuz i would die 4 u.the reason im not willing to do anything 4 u is cuz i would do every thing 4 u.The reason i would choose my life is cuz, u r my life!!! Then the girl jumps into the boys arms and kisses him.
[1] I ₦€€D Tø T€ʟʟ yðu ɑ s€¢r€T look at 5
[2] The answer is look at 11
[3] Don't get mad look at 15
[4] Calm down don't be mad look at 13
[5] First look at 2, this is really hard to say
[6] Don't be that angry look at 12
[7] I just wanted to say hi
[8] What I wanted to tell you is... I can't bear this pressure sorry, look at 14
[9] Please be patient we will be arriving momentarily, look at 4
[10] I promise this is the last time, the secret is revealed at 7
[11] I hope you aren't mad when I say look at 6
[12] Sorry look at 8
[13] Don't get mad, look at 10
[14] I don't know how to say this look at 3
[15] You must be extremely mad by now, go to number 4
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HEDWIG! <3 :P
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EVER WONDER ...
Why the sun lightens our hair,
but darkens our skin ?
Why women can't put on mascara with their mouth closed?
Why don't you ever see the headline 'Psychic Wins Lottery'?
Why is 'abbreviated' such a long word?
Why is it that doctors call what they do 'practice'?
Why is lemon juice made with artificial flavor, and dishwashing liquid made with real lemons?
Why is the man who invests all your money called a broker?
Why is the time of day with the slowest traffic called rush hour?
Why isn't there mouse-flavored cat food?
Why did Noah swat those two mosquitoes?
Why do they sterilize the needle for lethal injections?
You know that indestructible black box that is used on planes? Why don't they make the whole plane out of that stuff?!
Why don't sheep shrink when it rains?
Why are they called apartments when they are all stuck together?
Why can't you cry under water?
Why doesn't Tarzan have a beard?
Why do sleeping pills say "Warning, May Cause Drowsiness"?
If you can just pick up sea-shells, why did Sally sell them?
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║Cαn't Fαce Mε...Wεll Turn Arσund!
║Lσvε Mε?...Grεαt!
║Hαtε Mε?...Eνεn Bεttεr!
║Think Im Uglч...Dσn't Lσσк At Mε!
║Dσn't Likε Mч Stчlε...Dσn't Lιкє Yσurѕ!
║Dσn't Knσw Mε... Dσn't Judge Mε!
║Think Yσu Knσw Mε...Yσu Hαvε Nσ Idεα
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1.hold your breath
2.go to your profile or a picture and add this
3.still hoding your breath
4.if you made it your a good kisser
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You say Edward, I say Percy
You say Bella, I say Annabeth
You say Jacob, I say Grover
You say Washington, I say Camp Half-Blood
You say Vampires, I say Demiggods
You say "How Romantic", I say, "Kick some Kronos butt!"
PUT THIS ON YOUR PAGE IF YOU LOVE PERCY JACKSON MORE THAN TWILIGHT
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If you haven't died yet, copy and paste this onto your profile
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Life ain't always what you think it ought to be, no
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The sharp knife of a short life, well
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The sharp knife of a short life, well
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I’ve never known the lovin' of a man
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There’s a boy here in town says he’ll love me forever
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Chapter Two
I sat up quickly, opening my eyes. I was breathing rapidly, and was shaking all over. For six years I’ve had that same nightmare, and it never goes away. It’s like it’s stuck on repeat forever. Even the special medicine doesn’t help. I glanced over at my clock by my bed; it was only two minutes until it went off at six. I stared up at the ceiling finding no point on getting up. I might as well use these two minutes to think, but I soon found there were no thoughts to be found. I focused up on the fan spinning around and around, and by the time the alarm buzzed I was dizzy and lightheaded.
Today was, thankfully, Friday meaning the last day of the school week. Crawling out of the warmth of my blankets, I walked down the hall to take a shower. The warm water helped the shakes disappear just like any other morning. It’s been six years. Only six years, yet it felt like it happened only minutes ago. The memory lived inside my head fresh and alive always reminding me what I’ve seen. What I’ve lived. What I’ve done. Just as the last drops of hot water ran out, I emerged still enjoying the warm steam trapped in the little room.
I wiped away the fog on the mirror, and took a deep breath I looked at my wide eyes staring back at me. I loved my eyes, for they were a deep blue comparable to the night sky. They were big and round like a cows as many people put it, and were surrounded by thick, long lashes. My eyes were unusual, for they had white, little, star-like sparkles in them. I dried off quickly, and wrapped the towel around my body. I squeezed out the extra water in my shadow, black hair, so it couldn’t make my back all wet as it reached down to my waist. I hated the color of my hair, yet found no point in drying it any other color like blonde or brown; I hated plain, boring colors. I added purple and blue under lights to it giving it something different. It had many layers in it after a little mishap with a werewolf; it never seemed to grow normally since then. The layers also came in handy to hide my eyes so no one ever could take over my mind. In my line of work that was the most important thing. Yet the bangs didn’t cover my horrible, rigid scar that stretched from my nose to my temple. I quickly straighten my hair before it could turn into my natural, bouncy curls that I never revealed since that morning. I stuck a headband with a huge, white flower on it.
I lined my eyes with black eyeliner, but nothing else since my eye lashes were long enough, and already they popped against my pale skin. I added a little blush to my cheeks hoping to add some color, and to draw away from my annoying flaw. My puny, barely there nose. I always knew I was pretty with my royal like features. But my nose was out of place with my high cheek bones and slightly caved in cheeks. My lips were luscious and full and my eyes were wide and proud, but my nose was just out of place. I pierced it a year ago in attempt for it to fit better and it does now, but it’s still a little strange.
I stared at myself in the mirror for a while. I know I was pretty or even beautiful, but people seemed to avoid me like the plague. I truthfully didn’t know why, either. I didn’t talk much in class, nor did I get into many fights. The only times I’ve been in a fight was for punching a skankk for being a little too bitchy at me, and when I beat up a jock for making fun of my size. I was fifteen, and I barely made it over five feet. I always knew I was short, but I didn’t like being reminded it every day. I had an attitude and a temper plus I was quiet feisty when it came to that. It was the one way to tick me off. Maybe that’s why I’m so good at my little occupation.
I was a stalker. A hunter. A leader. A creature of the night. But I didn’t fall over to the lust of blood. Or did I grow fur when the full moon glowed in my eye. I didn’t sprout wings, nor was I able to make anything grow by touching it. I was human. Not a normal human but human. I was a vampire hunter.
After finishing in the bathroom, I scurried back to my room as I could, trying to maintain the warmth I had. I hated the cold. I didn’t know why, but the feeling of my hairs standing up on my arms or shivering like a Chihuahua was horrible. I dressed in snow, white shorts, and a shimmery black tank top. I slipped on my knee-high converse and hid a silver knife on the side of them; I always had to be prepared. I clipped on my moon necklace I only took off during showers. I added dangling diamond earrings, a few silver and black bangles, and a blue ring to add color to my outfit.
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Content with my outfit, I headed downstairs. I lived with my aunt outside of New York City. It was a nice community streaming with buzz and excitement from the big city, yet I hated this place with all my heart. My aunt, Shelly, was gone most nights and days working and partying. Not that I really cared, she was one of the many relatives that didn’t really like me. She never looked directly at me, for I was the monster she was stuck with. I knew she blamed me for what happened to my family. I was the only one who survived from the golden family she admired. She never liked me, and the only reason, I believe, she took me in was not to look bad for the press. At the time they seemed to feed off my little world of shit.
I made myself a quick breakfast of a simple chocolate muffin. Chocolate always seemed to make my day a little more pleasant. I laid around the house a bit, for school didn’t start until seven yet I had no classes till eight. It was nice being a senior at the age of fifteen. I didn’t really know how it happened, but I just seemed to know anything they gave me on test. I never really studied test; I just seemed to know it all. I was happy though because it meant that I could technically live on my own in a few months. My phone started to ring with a picture of my friend, Deotae.
“Hello,” I answered.
“Hey Sophie, ready for school today?” Deotae asked.
“Yeah, no.”
“’Course not, but are you ready for tonight?” Deotae was a fellow hunter. I was our leader in our little rag-time team, but we were one of the most feared in the world. Since we lived in New York we had a lot of activity, and most weekends we were hunting for anything that disturbed the quiet night.
“Well, of course. So what is the problem for tonight?”
“Well girls have been going missing, and all supernatural activity has been rising at some abandon warehouses.”
“Strange. Vampires involved?”
“When are they not involved?”
“Damn vampires. Will they ever stop?”
“Not when you live forever. So be at my house at nine.”
“Got it,” I said and hung up. I never said goodbye, for it was something I never could.
I headed to school after awhile. I debated whether or not to go for most of that time, but figured it better to get everything done. I didn’t want to spend next weekend making up stupid work that was as simple as first grade math. After nearly falling asleep in my classes, I headed to the library. I didn’t know why, but I felt safe between the aisles of books. It was as if the books were wiping away the horrors of my life, and replacing them with stories of happy ending. If only life ended that way.
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The cool, crisp autumn air blew into my face making my hair go crazy as my rose and cheeks turned cherry red. The flourestant light of the street lights was the only light that guided my way through the dark streets. I was only a few streets away from Deotae’s house, and it was just about nine. No moon or stars covered the sky in a blanket of light meaning no werewolves would be shifting for another full night. Yet it meant vampires would be at their strongest with no competition to rule the night. It was going to one hell of a night.
The neighborhood was unusually empty. Most Friday’s people were partying like no tomorrow, yet tonight it was like a graveyard. Deotae lived the next street over, and from here I could hear the laughing and screaming of a good time happening. Maybe the party was over there tonight, but I could feel there was something wrong. It was in the air. The feeling of fright. It lingered around me climbing up my spine giving me chills. The hairs on my arms stood up, and everything seemed unnormally cold. I felt scared, but it wasn’t my own emotion. I was never scared which meant someone had to be playing with my emotions. A vampire. It was their work, for they filled the air with fright to get the blood pumping in their prey. The faster the blood was pumping the warmer and easier it was to get. Plus it made the heart beat rapidly making it easier to find their prey. I walked on, ignoring the scared feeling seeping through my skin just like I have been for years. In this job you can’t be scared, or you would die in an instant.
“Well hello. Who do I have the pleasure of meeting?” I heard a man say behind me.
I slowly turned around to see a man standing under the light of the street light. He was only a few feet away, and wore nice, fancy clothes. He looked like he was coming back from a dance. I could clearly tell he was a vampire by his pale skin that glowed in the light. But what rang a bell in my head of who he was, was by the markings that trailed up his arm in black. His pupils were huge like a cat. He was hunting. He was hunting me.
“I-I-I’m Soph-ie,” I shuttered preciously. I wanted him to think I was scared, so when I strike he wouldn’t expect it.
“Well Sophie, are you scared?”
I nodded and he closed the gap between us. He was inches away, and I had to look up to see his face. It was perfect just like an angel.
“Sophie do you know what I am?”
“No,” I lied.
“Hmm, Sophie. I am a hunter. I drink the blood of the living taking away their life source. Sophie, I am a vampire, and you are my prey. My sweet smelling prey.”
I couldn’t help but smile and laugh. “I think you have it a little mixed up.”
I whipped my knife out of my shoe, and stabbed him in the stomach. He fell to the ground gripping his stomach, whimpering in pain. The silver would soon poison him making him helpless. All I needed to do then was stab him in the heart, and watch as he turned to ash.
“Do you know what I am?” I asked mocking his tone.
“No,” he chocked, blood running from his lips.
“I am a hunter. You are the prey. Tonight I will live, and you will suffer the terrible death just like many did at your hand.”
“A vampire hunter,” he hissed while his voice faded among the wind.
“Yep, and I am the worse of the worse.”
“Impossible.”
“Yes. I am The Huntress.”
“You The Huntress?” he laughed. “You?”
That made me mad. I raised my knife and plunged it into his heart. He let out a blood wrenching scream before his body turned into nothing but blood and guts. It was messy work to kill vampires. It was simpler just to push them into the sunlight and watch them burn, but it was tricky to get them that close to the sun.
I continued on to Deotae’s not brothering to clean up my mess. It would burn up in the sun in the morning. If anyone came across it before then, they would probably think it was an animal not a nonexistent creature of the night. I felt more comfortable, and found myself skipping to his townhouse. It was like another two story townhouse with simple white paint and braise shutters. The only difference was the million of bright flowers that spilled over his walkway. His mother planted them before she was killed a few months ago. After an unsuccessful raid we retreated only to be followed by a cocky werewolf. He killed her and tried to kill Deotae, but he killed him easily. It was a horrible risk that we always took. I walked by the walkway trying to dodge the flowers. They were like a waterfall of purple, pink. Yellow, red, and blue. It was beautiful. Now living alone, Deotae took more caution on his living space. It was locked up with pure silver that most creatures couldn’t even stand to touch. I banged on the door yelling for him.
“Deotae!” I yelled for the millionth time. “Open up!”
“Who in the hell are you?” a girl’s snarly voice asked from behind me. I didn’t brother to turn around, and started rumbling in my purse for my key. I was always here and had a key, yet I always knocked before trying the key.
“Excuse me,” the girl said. “I asked you a question.”
“The question is,” I asked while opening the door, “who are you?”
I turned around to see the tall, strange girl. She had white blonde hair with orange streaks running through it. Her eyes were narrowed too tightly for me to even see them, and she had smooth olive skin.
She smiled, “I’m Williow.”
“What are you doing here?” I asked not brothering to answer her question.
“What are you?”
“I asked first,” I stated childishly.
“I’m a friend of Deotae’s. And you are?”
“A closer friend,” before whipping around and going inside. I called Deotae a few more times until he finally responded.
“Oh Sophie and Williow. I see you two have met,” he noticed while gliding down the steps. You could clearly see from the smile creeping up his face he wasn’t trying to laugh at our evil glances at each other.
“Who is she?” Williow bitterly asked.
“Who is she?” I shot right back.
“Sophie this is Williow. She’s from New Orleans, remember? I told you last week that she would be joining us up here. And Williow, this is our leader Sophie,” he answered both of us.
She laughed, “So you’re tellin’ me that you guys have a little girl as you leader? Wow. Maybe your team isn’t as skilled as everyone says.”
I shrugged, “Yet I’m on top of all the most wanted lists.”
She laughed and snorted a little. “That’s impossible. The one hunter on the very top of the most wanted vampire list is The Huntress.”
I grinned. “Exactly.”
“You The Huntress? I’ve seen scarier Chihuahuas!”
“Yet I can kick your ass in seconds.”
“I highly doubt that.”
“Wanna bet?” We got ready to pounce on each other when Mariam walked in.
“Whoa!” she yelped getting between us. “Let’s calm down a bit!”
I felt stupid standing there after she broke up our little fight. We broke out of our stents, and I stood silently in the corner as Williow introduced herself to Mariam and her older brother, Tyrel. They were both tall, and scared many characteristics. Their skin was like caramel, and their hair was a light brown. They both shared small brown eyes and long limbs. They had fun, bubbly attitudes, yet were serious and protective. Many people thought they could be twins, but Tyrel was two years older. They all retreated into the kitchen laughing as if they were old friends. Who did this bitch this she is? She just waltzed into my group excepting to be welcomed. I never welcomed someone into my team they proved they were useful. Once they did they are welcomed as equals, but this girl already thought she was the best. I had a feeling that she would be our downfall.
I needed to relax. Already two people made fun of my size. That was something I hated. I already killed one of them, and I wasn’t very scared of killing Williow. From what Deotae told me, she was alone, for her family was all dead. She came from a long line of vampire hunters, and she was the only one left after running away from a foster home. I could make her death look murder from a random by passer. Kill her in an alleyway by simply stabbing her in the heart. No one knew she was here, so there would be no ties to me. Yet I couldn’t. Killing her would make me just as horrible as the monsters I kill.
Suddenly my head started to hurt. It wasn’t an aching pain most people felt during a head ach, but was more like sharp needles boring into my brain. Not again. I was used to this, for it came when a vision would appear in my head like a movie. The visions felt like I was really there as everything placed out. I could feel every movement I made, every breath I took, and all the pain. Yet I had no control over my actions, for I was there just to watch. I could see the future, and, most of the time, I saw my own death. I always stopped it from happening, but sometimes I would stop caring and let my future play out. Yet I never seemed to die. I always went to the place I saw my death, but nothing would ever happen. Maybe it was my habit of always getting the date and times wrong. I see all these things, yet I have no clue when they will happen. The piercing pain moved to my eyes as bright spots started to take over my sight. I held my head in a failed attempt to calm the pain, but it didn’t work. It never worked. I did it more out of habit then I did to help myself. I felt like I was floating before the brightness took over. Floating in to the light, but it was never the light. Quickly the light disappeared into an endless pit of darkness that I fell right into.
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I was standing on a beach in the middle of the night. My feet were bare, and I could feel the snow white sand between my toes. The smell of salt filled my lungs with a sense of calmness, and the coolness around me gave me a sense of protection and something else. Something I couldn’t describe as my heart raced. I wasn’t alone. Someone’s cool arms were wrapped around me as I was pulled into their chest. Their head rested on mine, and I gripped tightly on their arms like I never wanted to let go. I didn’t dare try to figure out who he- I could tell it was a boy from the soft muscles in his chest- was. I was too scared to find out.
I laughed mentally at myself. When was I, Sophie Ray, scared of anything? Yet something told me I wasn’t Sophie Ray. I was my true self. I was Sophia Anna-Marie Alexandra Bay. But even if I wasn’t too scared of seeing who the boy who, I couldn’t peel my eyes of the ocean.
The ocean was beautiful. The moon reflected in the dark waters giving it a lovely glow. The water glittered blue and silver and the waves made it right to my feet. Every ounce of my body wanted to jump into the dark waters, and disappear under the crashing waves, but I stayed wrapped in the boy’s arms. I was comfortable there. The strange, unknown feeling radiated through my body, and I liked it. It made me feel perfect; nothing could go wrong. And the sound of the crashing waves reassured me that nothing could. For once in my life everything seemed perfect.
I found myself gazing up at the boy, and my heart stopped. It couldn’t be. Not him. Not him of all the people in the world. He couldn’t be giving me this feeling that made me comfortable; maybe he was toying with my emotions. But something told me he wasn’t. But it just couldn’t be him. Not the one I hate. He caught my gaze upon him and smiled. I guess I didn’t look alarmed like I felt, but I knew that it wouldn’t show. I was in no control.
“Sophia, I love you,” he said barely over a whisper.
I felt my heart jump, and the words slip off my tongue. No matter the words I said, I was screaming inside. “I love you too, Damon.”
Just the mention of his name made my blood run cold. Or used too. Now I was glowing with passions and was smiling hugely like an idiot.
“You have no idea how long I’ve been waiting for you to say that.” He leaned in and kissed me. Everything fell apart.
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I opened my eyes, finding myself sitting in the kitchen. Everyone surrounded around me asking what happened. But I could only say one thing.
“Impossible,” I kept repeating quietly to myself. “Impossible.”
"You never know how strong you are until being strong is the only choice you have."
Chapter One
I never wanted to be who I am.
But let's face, who really does?
My name is a simple name. A name many found easy to remember, and even easier to put a face to. Even if the face isn’t always mine. My name is in perfect rhythm making it sing able. Most innocents hum it silently to themselves when they first greet me before they really realize the real me. My name isn’t even my real name. My real name was beautiful. Magical. Powerful. Perfect for me. My real name is Sophia Anna-Marie Alexandra Bay. Yet my lovely name held secrets. Secrets I didn’t want anyone to find out.
My new name wasn’t much different from my real one, yet it kept everyone from knowing the horrible truth. My new name is Sophie Ray. They were so similar I responded easily, but so different that no one knew. I wanted no one to give me sorrow or grief for the thing I witness. I wanted no one to call me “The Girl Who Survived.” I wanted no one to remind me of the awful nightmare that haunted my every dream. But my new name held memories far worse than my old one. Memories that brought pain and death to many. Many people suffered at my hand, and I didn’t feel a thing about it. I only thought of the memory that lingered in my dreams. A memory I wish would disappear.
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My eyes peeled open when the sunlight on my lids became too much to bear. It was about ten o’clock in the morning, and if it weren’t for the sun’s bright light, I would be sleeping all day. I struggled out if my cocoon of blankets, stretching with a big yawn. I slipped on my fury slippers, and dragged my feet down two flights of stairs. I descended the stairs excepting the greasy smell of bacon or the sweet smell of pancakes and maple, but only the smell of rust and salt filled the air. It was strange, but I didn’t put much thought into it. I walked down our “Great Hall” as my parents called it, passing all the priceless paintings that lingered the wall with staring eyes. They seemed to watch my every move I as I quickly glanced at them trying not to notice the chills running through my body. Their dark eyes were filled with fear and sadness as if they holding back on something horrible. Even the fake flowers that sprouted from vases on the wall were drooping with worry.
I entered the white, marble kitchen finding its grand counters not even touched. Strange, yet it was something that didn’t bother me. I figured that my family left me here or something like usually and the maids were taking a break. Even as I tried to convince myself of that it, a voice in my head told me I knew the truth. But what truth? I poured myself a glass of orange juice, listening to it spill into the crystal glass. It sounded like a waterfall almost, yet the sound was more scary then peaceful. Even the echoes of the glass being set on the counter made my body ach with panic.
Before I knew it I was running back into the hall. The hall that once filled my dreams with wonder was now my worst nightmare as it got longer and longer with every step I took. The pictures stared at me with huge pupils looking like animals ready to hunt. The hall was like a funhouse to me, for it never ended as the clowns laughed at my urgent run. When I finally reached the steps I was out of breath and sore all over. I had to stop for a quick breather for I was too tired to continue. I started up the steps, but found that every step was like lifting a thousand pounds. I collapsed by the third step, and the rest of the way up, I crawled crashing my knees into every step.
It took what felt like centuries until I finally reached the top of the stairs. When I stood up my knees were shaky, but not from hurting them on the wooden steps. When I first saw it I couldn’t believe my eyes, for everything was blood. My room was on the next level, yet how could I have missed this when I walked up only seconds ago? The sight scared me silly. On the normally white walls, blood was splattered and smeared from the top of the ceiling to the floors. The snow white carpet had puddles of bloods with footprints and………….. paw marks? There were paw marks the followed the footprints through the blood. I closed my eyes excepting it all to fade away as if it was just one of my bizarre visions, but each time my eyes reopened, I witnessed the same blood bath. How could this happen right under my nose without me hearing? I knew I was a deep sleeper, but how could I have not heard the horrible cries of help? Or why was I not even touched?
I looked for my family hoping they were okay. I started in my older sister’s room. The whole floor held my families rooms except mine after I complained about sharing one with my dawn-rising twin sister. I was moved to third floor away from everyone and I was happy. Now I was regretting that decision. Esmeralda was a neat freak, but I was shocked to find her room spotless. Her green walls still had pictures and banners in perfect place, and her bed was even made. I looked around and, at first, saw that everything was in its exact place except one thing. I shocked me that I couldn’t find it, for it was one of things she never moved unless she was showing it off to her friends or was using it for vacations. Her duffel bag that she always bragged about. It was hot pink with her name written all over in gold. It always sat by her bed, yet it wasn’t there. I looked around some more for it only to find her closet empty. Hangers hung empty on the racks in her walk-in closet. Only a few things remained like her sundresses she seemed to wear every day. A sick feeling came over me as I stared endlessly into the emptiness asking myself question upon question. Did she do this? Why would she? Did she do this to our family by creating that awful destruction in the hall? Why?
I shuffled back to the hall in confusion. Could she really have done this? I knew she was kind of a bitch, but would she really go this far? I nearly skipped across the hall to my brother’s room trying to dodge all the blood soaking into the carpet. But it was impossible. I soon felt the still warm blood on the bottom on my foot as it slowly sunk deeper in the puddle of blood. I was in shock from the calmness that seemed to suddenly fill my body. I liked the feeling on the blood as it played with my emotions. It helped me somehow, and I was enjoying it. What kind of sick person was I to enjoy the feeling of probably my family’s blood?
I couldn’t even get into Altimus’s room when I eventually pulled myself away from the blood. Not that I wanted to. I could only crack his door slightly, and peaked in to find it a disaster. His furniture was thrown around broken into pieces. Most blocked the door as if he was trying to keep someone out. Blood splattered across the walls and soaked the floors making it just as worse as the hall, and his window was shattered. It looked almost as if someone jumped out; I hope it wasn’t Altimus. I could just see into his opened closet, and could tell that nothing was left. Just like Esmeralda’s room. Where was he? If he left prepared why would he leave his photo of the beach at sunset crumpled on the bloody ground? It was his favorite picture that he took last summer. Ever since then he wanted to be a photographer. A thick feeling erupted in me as fright took over.
There were only two rooms left, yet I only dreaded one. My twin sister’s room. I could carless about my parents; they never really liked me either. I was the black sheep of the family, for I was always in trouble while my siblings were the sparkling stars. Many thought it was just because I was trying to get attention since I was the youngest, but I never meant to do any of it. Trouble just seemed to be attracted to me like a moth to a flame. Yet my parents never blamed it on me it seemed. Every time I would get in trouble my mother would start to cry, and said that everything would be okay. I never understood it, but I learned never to ask questions. I learned to ignore how they looked at me, and how they rarely ever told me to friends and family. I remember one time an aunt visited, and had no clue who I was. The only one I really cared about was Alessandra, for she was my other half. She was my complete opposite in everything, yet we understood each other like no one else ever could. We finished each other’s sentences, and we knew each other’s thoughts. As I made my way to her room, not caring about the blood I stepped in, my heart beated like thunder in my chest. I hoped and prayed she would be there hiding in a corner, yet I knew she was gone. Before I even got into her room my heart stopped.
Her door had a huge hole in it, but when I peered in, I sighed with relief. No blood was in sight and everything looked untouched. I slipped through the hole to make sure my eyes weren’t fooling me, but, thankfully, everything was in place. The only thing that was wrong was her clothes were missing, but I had already accepted it. I had one left. No one left to talk to, or anyone to know what I was really feeling. I had no one to care about me in my normal bratty mood. I had nothing. As I began to leave, something caught my eye. A bright green piece of paper with my name written on it. Close by was Alessandra’s favorite necklace, a gold chained necklace that held a sun shape. I had on that was the exact opposite, for it was silver chained and had a crescent moon hanging from it. We wore them every day, for our mother said it was something to show our power. We never understood it like most things she said, and wore them because we loved them. I held the necklace close to my chest, and read the note.
Dear Sophia,
I knew you would find this when you wok up. I think this is the first time I’m happy you’re a deep sleeper. I don’t know who these people are, but they want you and I and our necklaces. I want you to project mine, for they are taking us away to some place. For some odd reason they couldn’t find you even if I could tell you were still upstairs fast asleep. It was like you were invisible to them. I want you to project my necklace and your own. Don’t let anyone get them, and don’t let anyone hurt you. Project yourself, for I don’t think they are human.
I love you,
Alessandra
I stared at the note letting the tears flow out. I wasn’t with my sister or family all because I was a deep sleeper. I gazed around the lifeless room wondering why this happened to us. Why my family? Why now? I clipped on her necklace, and felt the heaviness of guilt pull me down. My eyes were red and puffy, and I had no more tears left as I retreated back to the bloody hallway. I only had one room left: my parent’s room.
A small, whimpering voice buzzed in my thoughts begging me to turn back, but nothing could stop me now. I stormed down to the double doors that hid the mess I was about to stomp into. I yanked the doors opened and gasped at all the blood I couldn’t pull my gaze from. Everything was the color of crimson, yet I wasn’t scared. Not one little of fear ran through me anymore. I walked right in. It was strange to see this usually perfect room drenched in blood. Then I saw her. She laid on the ground with her mouth gaping open in a scream. Her always vivid hazel eyes were grey and soul less. Her chestnut hair was tangled and coated in blood. My mother was died, yet no emotion of sadness came over me. I simple didn’t care. I didn’t know why, but I just didn’t care. I tried to see what killed her but it looked like she was a winkled prune with no blood.
I closed her eyes and left her there. I traveled to my father’s study hidden in the back of their room. No one was allowed in it, but I always snuck in to read the millions of books. I found my father lying on the floor with a knife plunged into his chest. The knife interested me, for it was made of pure gold with ancient writing craved into it. I couldn’t read the words, but they looked familiar. Like my mother, my father was drenched in blood, and his eyes were the color of a stormy sky. I closed his eyes, and started to leave knowing I would need to call the police, but then I noticed a message written in blood on the wall.
WE WILL FIND HER
I screamed