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Every day is the same..Calls through the silence..Staring ahead, I sigh as I walk around in circles for the billionth time, even though I can’t see anything. It was dark, as if I were stuck in a closet without a glimpse of light.. There is no escape anywhere to be found. .I tried walking for hours upon hours in a straight line, I tried stomping on the floor to no avail. I tried slamming my fists against the cold rough walls to which I could not see. but I continued in hopes that I’d have the strength to break the wall and be free. But even then, I'm still trapped in what feels like a never-ending cycle of darkness, a cycle created for the soul purpose of my demise…295Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ9szPXkerUY
I dissolved into a fit of rage. It only lasted for a mere second before I blinked and felt nothing but sadness. Perhaps I'm waiting to be tried for my faults and wrong doings...faults I could hardly even remember…”this isn't fair..” I hissed. “My kidnapper should be the one down here..not me.” I murmured under my breath, walking to hang my head in shame. 295Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡSXMAa3DxFE
Where have I been for the past few years? Do I just have to pace myself to death, followed by an annoying ache for blood and freedom...? Sitting down, I spread my legs out. I look up at what I perceive to be the sky. I close my eyes and slowly lay back until my back was pressed against the floor. And I just laid there..letting the darkness as well as the silence swallow me whole..but as I did, I felt myself squirm. I always hated the silence..I always believed that complete silence is dangerous..more dangerous than being completely drowned out by noise. 295Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡhOY3sl9n1Z
Silence is what gets you killed..Silence..is what killed me..or at least..its what put me down here..
I don’t remember much from what my life was like from above..everything comes and goes in bits and pieces..and If I don’t pay attention I forget it..so every now and than..I recite what I can remember..hoping..praying that I won’t forget it…”My name Is Anwyll…I’m two hundred years old..I put down here for discovering the truth..I’m being punished..” punished..I thought. Punished for what..? I thought for a moment before sighing when I couldn’t remember. But I go on..”don’t trust too many people..only trust…” I pause. Shit. “trust..um..” I squeeze my eyes shut and think for a moment. Shit. shit SHIT.
I quickly open my eyes..”I forgot..” I whispered. “How can I forget..? Thats what I needed..” I whispered shakily. “That was the most important thing..! And I just..forgot?” I shame myself. I quickly stand up and stomp over and over before jumping. I groan and yell running back and forth before allowing myself to fall limp against the floor where I just scream and roll around. “How can I forget! How! How!” I roll onto my back. Slightly out of breath from my short tantrum. I huff. “Stupid Anwyl..” I gently smack my forehead. “You're so stupid..” I hiss. I laid in silence before sighing.
“Hello!” I yell. “Can I come out now..?! I think I got my message..!” Silence. I groan and whine. “Please..! Help” At the sound of the ground rumbling and shaking, I cursed and squatted to my hands and knees, and before I knew it, I was blinded by light. “Ack!” I hissed, shielding my eyes as I scurried into the dark as the shaking continued. And once it did, I heard the softest squeak. “H-Hello.? W-who’s there..?” I tensed up and froze. fruit..I smell fruit..peaches and strawberries..am I dead? Is this afterlife..? “E-Enya...l-lets just get out of here..!” I squinted and listened to the sound of his fear. “But we just. Opened it..” the first one whispered. “Who gives a fuck! We gotta get out of here! Let's go..!” the boy hissed. “Marca-”
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Enya and Marca..maybe they are the ones I’m supposed to trust. but for now..i need to get the heck out of here.
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Two. Weeks. Later.
Enya’s POV
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I Yawn and stir while sleeping before wincing when my elbow hits the wall. I sigh softly and stretch till my muscles feel relaxed enough to give my brain that nice woozy feeling. I yawn and drag myself out of bed where I stretch once more until I hear my muscles and bones pop. I sigh, messing up my hair - not that it wasn't messy to begin with. I glance at my clock. Eight o’clock. I have thirty..maybe forty minutes until I have to get to school. 295Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡtradEDOWid
I sigh and stumble to my closet where I shrug off some clothes before walking into my bathroom where I instantly regret turning on the lights. I hiss and squeeze my eyes shut at the blinding light. I walked further into the bathroom and closed the door behind me as my eyes adjusted to the bright light. I sigh and set my things on the marbled counter. I rub my face still feeling a bit tired. I set my hand down and against the corner of the counter where I look up and look at my reflection.
I don't hate what I see in front of me ...It has its advantages...its flaws...But everyone does. I am a mixed individual...Korean and black. The eyes of my father. The brown chocolate skin of my mother. The 3B hair of my mother. The figure of my mother. Small waist, Huge thighs..call it pear shape or slim thick..I hate it...In fact...it's one of the flaws I hate. Its somewhat hard to fit in most clothes, and its hard to sneak around. I had a good face, however..No acne..no pimples..nothing..All shiny and healthy..I loved my dimples and didn't hate my piercing scars..I got into a fight with this girl. I ripped out a nose piercing and one of my ear piercings. Both
healed pretty quickly. My nose closed within two hours..But the small hole where it was inserted left a scar. Same for my ear. I got my ears from my father..Not too big, not too small..I got my nose from him too..It wasn't big..wasnt small..A bit pointy though..I got his full..childish like face too..I think one of the things that confuse people the most is the fact that my eyes are big..More doll like..I mean..You could still see the trace of my natural almond shaped eyes, but imagine them..Big..yeah...Big and brown..one of the only perks I like. 295Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡjI6M0QjW7x
As I stood there staring at myself, I pulled my hair into a bun before tensing up when I saw the burnmark on my palm. 'Oh..' I whisper..the burn. I lower my hand and examine it. Two weeks ago, me and my brother went for a run in the woods ..But when we got there, we found this..Tombstone..but it was strange..It was bigger..it was covered with chains and crosses...And I know now..Why on earth did we stay there. As a child, Mom taught us to leave things alone. Especially if it looked like something like that..but I couldn't help it..I was bored..and i got curious...so..I touched it..I climbed closer and touched one of the chains..295Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡAdSpDttmXG
And it burned me..Giving me this burnmark that refuses to heal..but in the progress..my idiotic brother, decided that it was a good idea to break it open..it was empty however..so I suppose that's good..we didn't disturb a body..we just broke someone’s property..which..isn't that bad considering what it belonged to..I sigh and shake my head and rake my fingers through my hair. “Screw it..No run..I’m far too restless for that now..” I say to myself. No longer in the mood for a quick run.
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I Hop in the shower, shave, shampoo my hair, and hop out. The first thing I do is put on my skull sweatpants and my black hoodie, which has a skulled cat design in the middle with the word 'boo' above. With my socks on, I slip on my spiked platform boots. Besides false lashes and a red tint on my lips, I apply little to no makeup. I didn't need to draw on them to make them look big. They were big enough. I slid on my lip ring and centered it before nodding and tying my hair into two separate box braids where I simply let them lay flat against my back. I checked the time and grinned. Thirteen minutes left. Perfect. 295Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡMzbCHr3Rbx
I walk to my brother's room. “Marca! Get up!” I demand storming in and turning on the lights causing him to groan and shield his eyes. “E-Enya..! Get out!” He demands sleepily. “No. You're going to be late. Up!” I insist on prying the blankets off him. Revealing his tattooed back. Marca is a sucker for tattoos..Tattoos; Men..boobs..and food. I rolled my eyes when he curled into a ball. “Don't make me tell momma about your secret stash of magazines..” I threaten. He froze and his eyes snapped open. “You wouldn't..” He growled. Baring his teeth. “Try me..” I warn. He sighed and sagged off the bed groaning. He scowled at me. “Shower first.” He grumbled under his breath but went anyway. Marca is my twin brother, About four minutes and twenty eight seconds older. We are exactly ninteen years old. 295Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡbUZUs0c3L5
He’s kind of fit..he has a good body..No abs of course, but he has the body of a wrestler mixed with a boxer. Not too big on the arms, or legs..just right..got the right amount of meat on ‘em...The only thing he hates is his teeth..He got braces to fix his overbite and a few pimples but other than that, he’s a good looking fellow..Almost as attractive as me. “Excuse you; you hyena keep me out of your head!” I flinch and scoff, shooting the door a glare. “Then stay out of my head you meatloaf!” I snarl back before hearing my parents groan and yell for us to shut it. “Sorry!” We both yell back.
I skip downstairs where I wait patiently. A moment later I watch marca head down. I give him a soft nod. “Goodmorning..” he waved me off and I smirk softly. I led Marca out the door and to our car. I take in a sharp breath and I hop in and we drive off. The ride was silent until he broke it.295Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡthFLvfWKsM
“How’s your hand..?” I shrug and change lanes before stopping for the light. “It's good..Still not healing..I tried slicing it..I tried damaging it in many ways...nothing..” I shrug. Marca sighed. “We need to tell-”
“No..! absolutely not!” I quickly object. Knowing damn well where he was going with this. “Enya..! It's been Two weeks..! It should’ve healed by now..we need to tell our parents-”
“Then what..? They’ll ask how I got it..And you know dang well mama can sense when we lie..We’ll have no choice but to tell her that we stepped onto enemy territory and broke open a tombstone..” I explained. He frowned. “I-I’m just worried that's all...We hardly ever get scars..It's impossible..a burn is nothing to us…” He mumbled as I pressed on once the light turned. I clench my jaw a little but say nothing. I won't lie..I’m worried too...I’ve been burned numerous times..Each healed within a second. But this…? Maybe I should go see the nurse.. I cast a quick glance as I pulled up to my school. We didn't live far from our school..Maybe about six miles down..? We go to errithas..A school for normies. We used to go to a school for people like us but after what happened to Rowen...I mentally shake my head. Momma pulled us out in the middle of the trimester and transferred us here..
It was a lot to take in to be honest...It took us a while to learn how to control our anger and keep our hands to ourselves once we realized that normies are much more fragile. On top of that, they smelt different..they acted different..Everything about them was just plain weird..Marca finds them annoying. On the first day of their arrival too many of them came up to us asking to be our friends, touching us. They were loud, obnoxious, just plain rude. But once we started getting into fights, me and Marca became the ‘the hot devil twins’ whatever the hell that means. We share a sigh and walk through the gates. 295Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡhv6KBpAvGq
Things smoothed over through the months. We had less attention and less contact which was nice. We've been on multiple house arrest of course..multiple detentions..But once we promised our parents that we’d stop picking fights, and just stayed to ourselves, things got better..ish. People still thought we were crazy and most of them avoided fights with us knowing dang well we could easily curb their asses. Though we still have some rumors and threats..some of them even smack talk..But. Everyone deals with that so we don't mind. 295Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ8WA7ZFuoQl
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we’re seniors, so I have about two open periods, Marca only has one. And for some odd reason, he chose to put it in the second to last class. Both of mine are at the end of school so I get to leave early. But due to that, I walk home so that Marca can drive. We make our way to the cafeteria. “so..” I begin while pulling up a chair and sitting down. “So?” He sighed sitting down with his arms propped against the back so he could rest his chin. “You up to eating their breakfast..?” I grin. 295Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡmyfhMT3vdi
He wrinkled his nose and looked away. “Ah..Not even the juice..?” I offer, starting to stand up. His lip twitched and he pursed his lips. I grin, My dear brother would rather sell his kidney than eat school food, Thats just how we are...built off of our own kind of food..natural food..well cooked, seasoned food. Not this preserved, junk they call ‘school pizza’ I mentally snort and make my way to the
line. I had better school pizza’s than this. Even those pizza’s that are rock hard taste better than what this school makes. As I wait in line, A familiar, yet..strange scent filled my nose. 295Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ1saLhTT93o
It was cold...foreign..deadly..a shiver ran up my spine and I immediately felt my gums fill with rage as my instincts kicked in. I quickly clench my jaw, trying to force my primal instincts back. I take a step forward while casting quick glances over my shoulders in an attempt to find the source. The scent was strong no doubt, it was here...But where…? Who? Who…? Should I even attempt to say who..? Those monsters are too far gone to have the luxury of who. “Excuse me..!” I jump and snap my head to face the cashier. “What do you want..” She replied. “S-sorry..” I mumble before catching her shocked expression. “You're eyes..! Their-” I wince and quickly jerk my head down. “Contacts..” I mumble. “Give me a cinnamon bun and a juice.” I sigh. She quickly does as told. “They look cool..” She nods. 295Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡjhU29X2UNe
But I say nothing and rush back to Marca who didn't even seem phased non the less worried. “Did you smell it..?” I rush, quickly sitting in front of him while tossing the food on the table. “Smell what..?” He looked up from his phone. “well..Y-you know..!” I hiss, trying not to make it too obvious. But he just shrugged and grabbed the juice. I rolled my eyes and was about to tell him before arms were thrown around my shoulders causing us both to snap our heads over my shoulders before relaxing at the sight of stephenie and josiah. Our two great friends. “Damn..why so tense..!” Steph giggled. Sitting on the table before getting yelled at.
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She pressed her lips together and hopped off. Steph was alt..Simple as that..Well..we both are to be honest. Stepenie was quite the gal. Dyed pink hair with green tips, freckles, gorgeous brown eyes which she covered with contacts..Today, cool pentagram designed contacts filled her eyes. Gages, you know..all the cool stuff. She had a few tattoos here and there but most of them were hidden away by clothes due to having strict parents. Dressing like this is one thing, But tattoos..That would push her parents over the edge. 295Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡPiTnXE4MNZ
That and the fact that she’s gay..Now for josiah..he’s more of a nerdy kind of boy..bisexual, just like Marca. Amazing dark brown clear skin; much darker than me and marca. freckles, a pot of curly hair that sat on the top of his head. Which - he died green by the way. Same body shape as Marca, but the one odd thing out was the fact that he had a crooked nose. Josiaha got hit in the face with a basketball which ended up breaking his nose. Now..Marca and Jo aren't dating...But it's clear that they have feelings for one another..Me and step have been trying endlessly to get these idiots to date but, They wish to remain friends in an attempt to not ruin their friendship, so. We backed off...For now..
“Any plans for the day..?” I sigh, stealing Marca’s juice in an attempt for a sip only to reveal that he drank it all. I give him a stink eye and toss it. He just grinned and blew a kiss which I swatted away. “I’ll go get you one..” Jo sighed walking off. “Thank you joey..” I sing. “Not really..school..work...Sleep..” Steph sighed taking jo’s spot. “you?” I think and shake my head. “Nothing..same old, same old..School..home..” I shrug. There was no way in hell that we could tell her about our true devious deeds.. 295Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡDdkrxbQXOS
Now..We aren't rulers..thats for sure..but we are the beta twins..so we do still have a lot to do..we still have chores..well..Marca does..I stepped down from being a beta..once we turn sixteen were given our title..our title is passed down from generations..We, are natural born beta’s. A third hand to the alphas you could say. But, we're also professionally trained killers as well as assassins. So why on earth were we stuck in school..human school to be exact. It doesn't make any sense to me..I mean sure..at our old school it was combined with college kids, but those kids are high level killers..high level mutants and monsters..beings who need to be in school longer..But they don’t need to know about that. But, either way. After school Marca and I go through training. Intense, brutal training..and sometimes even missions..but those are rare. But anyway,295Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡouNaYcE3iq
There’s the alpha..the alpha female or male..Depending on which gender the alpha is or what gender they choose, Than there’s the beta..and so on and so forth. Now. I never wanted to be a beta. I loved the idea of being on the hunt..providing for our people. So, when the time came, I stepped down. Marca wanted to be beta, I didn't. So with a few compromissions..I convinced them to let me change my position..took about a year though..I not only got death threats, but I got threatened to get kicked out of the pack for trying to change tradition. I sigh. Many people to convince, many arguments and mini wars, But. I did it. I got through to them. And now, I’m a hunter. One of the best. 295Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡPLQ0Zl2oeQ
“I got practice..” Marca nods, waving at Jo who returned with his breakfast and my juice. “Catch!” I grin and quickly snatch it out of the air where I don't hesitate to unwrap it and drink it. “ah..Perfect..thank you.” He grins and pulls up a chair where he sat down. “What are we talking about..?”
“Plans after school..these two are boring..school, work and practice..” Steph sighed jokingly. “Oh shush..You're the one who’s just working and sleeping..” I grin, making her giggle. “Excuse me...But my dreams are interesting okay..? So are-” We flinched when the bell rang. “What's your first period again..?” Steph sighed as I chug the rest of my juice before tossing it. “Film studies” I grin, leading her out. “Ugh..Lucky..”
“What about you..?” I ask, leading her through the halls before freezing when the scent comes rushing back. I began to drool..Oh no…295Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡWC6W99MIvX
It was stronger this time..I could literally feel my teeth - I spun around when the scent was just within reach. But I was met with the smell of humans instead. “Hey..Enya..are you okay..?” I spun to face her, only then did I realize that I was a panting, drooling mess. “What..?” I hiss, looking around in an attempt to find whoever is doing this to me. “Are you-”
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I’m out..I still can’t believe it..I’m actually out..But now what do I do..? It's been two weeks..and all I've been doing is wandering the streets in the clothes I crawled out in. A black oversized shirt with white and black sleeves, saggy gray jeans and used to be white converse. I could have gotten new clothes, I would be in and out of
a store in my new clothes so fast nobody could see it coming. But I suppose I felt too hungry to want to sneak clothes..hungry...I felt my stomach growl with need, followed by the burning desire for blood. I closed my eyes as I hid in the shadows. Shit..how long was I in there..? It had to be long..My face felt a bit sunken in..the smell of blood filled my nose..Animal blood..Human blood..wolf blood..It was killing me..Gnawing at me..It made me ache and..I felt myself drool when an old lady walked by. I shiver at the sound of her vessels pulsating. As if in a trance, I followed her before instantly snapping out of it. No..We have rules..I know that much. I can’t remember most of it..Like How did I end up buried...who exactly am I..? and where the hell am I..295Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡwLiAlg3cVA
From what I managed to scratch from the back of my brain is, My name, Which is Anwyall, I think I’m young..two hundred years old in vampire years but here, I’m eighteen. I think. I mean..I feel young..But then again. I’m a vampire..so who knows..I could be a hundred years old..maybe more. The last thing I remember are the rules..295Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡIUeidWqrFY
No drinking human blood.
No meddling with werewolves.
And absolutely. No revealing what you are to humans. The secrets of being a vampire is one of the most important ones..That and not drinking human blood. We can't risk getting caught. Other than that, my brain is blank.
But..At this point...I’m so hungry I could eat a human..Maybe two..but..I don't think I ever followed that rule..? I mean..If I didn't, My thirst for their blood wouldn't be this strong, but since it is, I had to at least taste it. I open my eyes only to wince at the brightness. I’ve been out on the streets for two weeks since my escape..i managed to find shelter during the day but it has gotten to the point of where my hunger has grown so much to the point as to where I have no choice but to wander around in the day. And to make it worse, I’m wondering around in a filthy suit, and no shades..and god was this sun eating at my skin..I was practically pressed against the walls..trying to hide from the sun..but even that was painful..each time the damn sun hit my skin it boiled and sizzled..and I didn’t have enough blood in me to heal. 295Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡCoFccKgqhk
I sigh, rubbing my eyes where I force myself onward. I didn't know where I was going, I just knew that I needed to get away from all these people. As I stumbled forward, the bright ass of the sun continued to give me a raging headache..the annoyingly delicious scent of blood only grew stronger and stronger to the point where I felt sick with hunger. I grit my teeth so hard I was sure I broke a tooth or two. The more I walked by these people the more I grew dizzy and out of control, and before I knew it, I think I passed out in a bush.
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