“Stacey!” everyone gasped as they saw the swollen pink face of the Campus Bell.
She had just come out of the restroom with some friends when she felt a sudden itch on her face. The itch crawled down to her neck to her arm. She looked as if she had an allergic reaction. Which is hardly the case.
She doesn’t have any allergies. She knows because her parents were strict when it comes to health issues. So, she didn’t have the slightest idea what was happening. And the reaction of her schoolmates doesn’t help the situation.
“Stacey! What happened to you?” Lizzie and Amilia were just about to enter their class when the commotion caught their attention.
“I don’t know! Oh my gosh! Help me” her best friend quickly guides her to the Infirmary.
The crowd was noisy, astounded by the scene they witness. Everybody share their own opinions about the matter and everyone was silenced when Cole Edward appeared.
He was part of the school basketball team. With his height and looks he instantly became popular among the girls. But the only one who caught his attention was Stacey Willows. Which made them the perfect couple.
“Who did that?” his voice boomed in the hallway.
Lizzie, as jumpy as she is, flinched. She grabbed Amilia’s arm with a little force that made the latter turn to her. Lizzie smiled apologetically before turning again at the scene. Lizzie’s eye caught sight of Zephyr Rutherford’s weird physique.
He was standing but his back was bent. It’s as if there’s something heavy weighing his back down. What amplified his weirdness was the way he looked at Cole. His eyes were focusing on the latter like a black hole ready to swallow its prey.
“Amilia, come on. Let’s get inside” Lizzie whispered with a shaky tone.
Amilia obliged, sensing her friend’s discomfort. Something bothered her by the way her hands shook tiny prickles of her skin. But she didn’t question her. They quietly sat at their usual spot, third row near the window.
Lizzie quietly works on her assignment and Amilia just gave her the moment of peace she wanted. She was staring out the window when a figure of a man suddenly emerges from somewhere unseen. The air shifted when the man glanced around. Amilia can’t understand how the hell she knew that the air shifted when a wall and a window were separating her from the outside.
She followed the man’s movement. He went inside the Biology Department Building. No one seems to notice him except for Amilia which is questionable. He was wearing a suit that was usually seen in the business area.
“Okay, class! Let’s start” Amilia was brought back to reality when she heard her professor’s voice.
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“Amilia! I’ll get going first. My part-time starts early tonight. See you tomorrow” Lizzie waved goodbye to her with a smile.
Whatever bothered her before Physics soon disappeared after their Physical Education. Amilia looked down at her watch. She still had an hour before her work starts and the shop was just fifteen minutes away from the campus.
She decided to work on her assignments at the library. She passed the Biology Department Building and a memory of a man in a suit came back. The man’s face was unfamiliar and she didn’t see him leave the premises.
Amilia was so bothered but she can’t do anything to satisfy her curiosity. Whatever she saw earlier will just become a distant memory for her. She can’t go inside that building. Or more likely she won’t. Stepping foot on that building means death, for her. She will not ever go inside. So, she just let the matter off and continue to the library.
If she just knew that her decision would affect her life forever, she might even consider going in there. But she was oblivious. She entered the quiet library. Not the usual quiet you get but a weird quiet. No one was around, not a single soul was present.
Amilia scanned the place and shrugged. It was better this way, at least no one can distract her. She tapped her ID at the scanner before placing her bag at the nearest table. She starts by looking for a reference book. She went to the last row on the left side where the Statistics books were placed.
But what she saw made her frozen. Her mind refuses to believe what she was seeing. It was impossible. It was just a hallucination. But the scent and the feelings are real. She stepped back and back until the back of her thigh bumped at the corner of the table.
She was supposed to get used to this kind of scene. But this time it was different. It was more gruesome. The man from earlier snapped his head towards her. Their eyes met and what she saw made her shiver.
His eyes were an endless black hole. His face, no, he has no face. But there was something like a mouth. It was what sucked the life out of the poor librarian. It was horrifying. It moved towards her causing her to step back.
He inclined his head as if regarding her presence. She was shaking. Her knees were about to collapse. She was barely standing up. The only thing that was supporting her was the end of the table behind her.
He again moved forward. Amilia struggled to keep a good distance between them but failed. If she wanted to run away, she needed to move one step forward so she can circle the table but that also means one step toward him. She held her breath.
Then he snapped his head to the door. Something suddenly caught his attention. Amilia was thankful for the distraction. She eased herself behind him and put a few more distance between them. A meter was not enough.
From where she was standing, she can’t see the person who stole the creature’s attention. He staggered to get to where that person is. Something was drawing her near him. But he has no idea what was that.
The person reached his hand at the creature. A black air was being absorbed from the creature. Little by little the creature became small. Gradually he became just a speck of dust and Amilia finally got a good look at the person. He was otherworldly handsome.
His good looks couldn’t be seen in a normal person. The way his eyes bore at her can’t be done by a simple person. It was as if he can see her soul and strip her naked. He didn’t move nor was she. She doesn’t know what just happened and who is he. She had lost control of everything from the moment she stepped foot in the library.
“You! What did you do to my pet?” a man, the one Amilia saw earlier emerge from the window and shouted at the person at the door. The man at the door raised his hand, all the while still staring at Amilia.
“She can see us” it’s not a question. He said with finality.
Amilia flinched. With those words, she only confirmed her thoughts. They’re not normal people. Heck! They are not even human. Amilia prayed silently. She wished she was anywhere but. She wished she could just vanish in thin air.
“What? Who? That girl? Let me just finish her off then” the newly arrived guy flew in front of Amilia.
His hands aimed for her throat. Cold sweat and fear invaded her body making her numb from everything. She silently pleads for her dear life. She thought of her parents, friends, Lizzie, school, and life.
Her life would end, but she didn’t know that it would happen so fast. She tightly closed her eyes while whispering her last thoughts. She waited for something that would indicate the end of her life. But a minute passed nothing happened.
She slowly opens her eyes. A tall man was standing in front of her. Blocking her view of what was supposed to be her death. But someone just saved her. Or so she thought.
“What are you doing? Are you covering for that little human?” the attacker’s voice boomed which made Amilia flinch. Yes, there are times when she gets involved with unseen entities and she tried to shrug it off. But this is the first time she got so involved with them, and a powerful one too. She tried to shrink herself behind the one who blocked the attack.“Move away. I don’t care about your status” the attacker threatened. But he didn’t even budge.“Stop this. She’s not worth it” Amilia’s protector said with finality.His voice was very masculine and deep. A unique kind of voice. What he said angered her attacker. The library seemed to transform into a different place. There was something sinister in the air.“You!” but before the attacker could do anything, he disappeared right in front of Amilia with just a wisp of black smoke as a remnant.Everything went still after that. Amilia didn’t dare to move an inch as she held her breath. Even the air stilled with the tension. After a mi
“What… What are you?” she found her voice but it was shaky and weak. The creature staggered forward ignoring the way Amilia shook in fear. She was still standing there silently urging her feet to move. Only an inch was left and the creature would kiss Amilia’s face when some unseen force stopped the creature.“Bad dog, Gree. Did I scare you?” a familiar voice can be heard from somewhere.Amilia racked her head to know to who that voice belonged. It was the man from earlier. The owner of the terrifying creature. It was him, and he was inside her home. She didn’t know what to do. Her feet were betraying her. “You looked like you just saw a ghost? Loosen up, child” he strode to the small chair near the mirror and sat down.“Why are so frightened? It’s not like this is the first time that we saw each other” he again commented. Amilia can’t speak. She was weak against him. “What was your name again? I already heard it earlier. Was it Annie… no?” he put his finger on his chin like he was t
“Why do you need to help them? They had turned their back on you. I am the only one left on your side! You have created me just like you. Why? Why do they matter most than me?”✒✒✒“Amilia! Come on!” Lizzie shouted from the entrance of a cosmetic shop.Amilia was reluctant to follow. Shopping was not her thing. She once tried to escape Lizzie’s shopping galore but failed miserably. She wanted to just put up with Lizzie’s shopping than waking up one morning with a ton of paper bags full of clothes in her room.“Oh my! Oh my!” Lizzie run to a shelf full of dresses and tried picking something.Amilia spotted the lone chair of hope at the center of the boutique. Without waiting for anything she went to sit there. Knowing that Lizzie would take her time.“Amilia! Amilia! Fit this!” Lizzie came towards her with a bunch of dresses.“This? No, I can’t.” Amilia refused gently pushing the dress away.“Nope!” Lizzie firmly said.She hoisted Amilia up and pushed her towards the nearest fitting roo
Amilia was getting tired. Getting out of consciousness and waking up in her room alone. She was growing tired of it. She needs to get used to things that were far from normal. She thought as soon as she opened her eyes.She got out of bed and stare at the mirror. She was still in yesterday’s clothes and her hair was in disarray. Her stomach growled. Not minding her appearance, she walked out into the kitchen.“Oh my god!” Amilia jumped out when she saw a man relaxedly sitting on her couch. He raised his brow in question.“Why are you sitting there?” Amilia throws him an accusing finger.“Why? Do you want me to stand here?” He said.“Well, no… I mean. I’m hungry.” She stuttered a little before proceeding to the kitchen.“Want some cereals?” Amilia offered.“I don’t eat.” He answered.Amilia shrugged. It was just her attempt on trying to start a conversation. She poured a lot into her bowl and added two glasses of milk. Amilia was famished. The last meal she had was before the accident a
“Why didn’t you do something to save the child?” Amilia silently asks him.They were at the hospital. The mother was in the operation room. The baby? She was proclaimed dead on arrival. Amilia was silent, hanging her head down. Something was pressing in her chest and an unsettling feeling inside her stomach. She wanted to cry and shout to release what she was feeling inside.“Why do you care?”Yeah, he is right. Why does she? The mother and daughter were just nobody. It was the first time in her life that she saw them on the bus. They were not familiar faces and yet, she can’t stop herself from feeling hurt and lost.“You just got curious about them. You don’t need to care. It was not your loss.” With that, Amilia threw him a glare.What does he know? He had the strength to help them but he just declares the baby’s death. He just let it happen and didn’t help. He is not a human so he won’t understand what human feels. Or how is it hard to be eaten by your conscience?“What? Am I wrong?
“What? Is it my fault now?” Mother shouted, her eyes glaring at my father who was matching her stares.“Is it not true? If you hadn’t gone to that place everything wouldn’t be like this! Your daughter would have had a normal life!” Father retorted back.I was watching them from the door frame of the kitchen. Crying silently. Ever since Mother and I got back from what looked like a church they had been arguing. Sometimes Mother would throw things at Father out of frustration. Father would dodge it followed by a remark that would piss my mother more.They didn’t know that I was watching. I was careful not to make a sound or let them see me. I’m scared but I can’t voice it out. My parents were arguing because of me and I was forced to watch it every single time. Because they told me so. They were scared of me.✒✒✒Puffing, Amilia entered her apartment. She looked for her phone and found it lying on the living room table. It is what that guy picked up earlier. Dead batt, Amilia cursed. How
Amilia rushed inside the restaurant. Her nose was blaring and out of breath. She stopped at the door to pause and collect herself and gathered enough breath. She then strides until she reached Lizzie’s back. Zephyr looked at her. His eyes were still that blank stare that you will be sucked in if you are not careful. Lizzie too looked over to see her friend, sweating and gasping for breath.“Amilia, what happened to you?” Lizzie stood up to aid her friend.“Stay away from him, Liz” Amilia pulled her friend behind her and stand as a shield.After spending an amount of time with him, Amilia developed a fear and somewhat braveness of things she thought she can handle. Whatever those are. So far, the thing she can handle was to throw daggers at him with her eyes. But she can’t let Zephyr know.“So, it’s you,” Zephyr said sounding like she was looking for her for a long time.“What do you want?” Amilia answered her with a low and warning tone.There was always something weird about him. From
They reached their destination; the two women were already up. Amilia looked outside scanning the whole place. They stopped at the front of a rundown house. The walls are stripped of color and some had dark spots on them.Amilia tried to picture the place during the day. Zephyr got down and pay for their fare. Amilia cautiously followed but not before throwing Lizzie a reassuring nod. If something is reassuring about this, it’s the man who came with them and that she can only see him.“Let’s go inside. I’m sorry the place is a bit… messy.” Zephyr said.It was an understatement as Amilia looked over the place again. Everything looks rusty and old. The atmosphere screams of danger. They were on the farthest part of what can be called a subdivision. The house was abandoned as if there is an imaginary line between the last house and the place that nobody would dare to enter.“It looks haunted, Amilia,” Lizzie whispered while looking worriedly at Zephyr’s back. It was as if she was afraid t
“Where should we start?” Lizzie, John, and Linda were on the way to the place where the storm hits. The rain just stopped and reports are coming about the casualties and deaths. News outlets were also covering the reason behind such natural disasters. The government is extending help here and there to the victims and their families. Reports of missing persons were flooding the stations. It’s been days since the rain stopped but the sun couldn’t be since that day when it sets. The sky would lighten when it was morning but it was just full of skies. Lizzie asked the two to come out with her to find Amilia. They waited for how many days. At first, they thought that she just needed time for herself since it looked like she had finished her mission with success. They waited for her return. Zephyr was getting better but Amilia hasn’t come back. Neither the angel nor the Fallen came back. Lizzie and Zephyr got worried when after a few days nobody came back. They decided to wait for anothe
Harold didn’t get that far. He was already weak when they caught up with him. He was starting to decompose. The skin on his body was falling apart. He was no longer the Harold Amilia remembered him to be. “He must’ve used a lot of his powers with you,” the angel said beside her. “He was already dead and losing his powers means that his body would eventually catch up. There is no way for him to get energy anymore,” he continued to explain. “It will be easy to defeat him no. Let’s go.” The three of them get close to Harold. He now looked like a corpse. Well, that is because he is a corpse, Amilia. Amilia disregard he thoughts and readied the dagger. She clasped the handle tightly and close to her. She can feel Elena’s power dancing on her arms and running towards her palm. She was holding the dagger that was supposed to kill Elena and she was helping her with her powers. What an irony. “Are you ready?” Amilia took a deep breath before answering the Fallen with a nod. The angel was
You need to wake up, Amilia. Please! Scared. Elena was getting scared. It was something she hasn’t felt for so long. She didn’t get scared when she fell into a deep slumber in the unknown. She wasn’t this scared when she met the Steward for the first time. Nor when the Fallen brought the dagger to her. It wasn’t like this, never like this. It was a type where you can feel that you are weak. That you are facing someone or something that was in a whole other world stronger than you. Elena would admit defeat. But she wasn’t alone right now. Amilia needed her. That damn girl! She needs to wake up! I don’t like the look of this one. Elena did her best. She was continuously reaching out to Amilia’s consciousness and calling her. There wasn’t much response at first. Elena assumed that Amilia was now gone but eventually, Elena felt that tap. Amilia was still there. She’s still inside stuck in her mind. Amilia, listen to me. Amilia did. The familiar voice she was hearing vaguely earlier g
Watch out! Amilia was drowned in her little world of self that she failed to notice Harold advancing toward her. Elena tried to warn him but it was too late. Amilia was already deep down and Harold had managed to grasp her arms. He didn’t waste any time and took over Amilia’s body. No! Elena did her best to hold off the Bellua but he was stronger than her. her powers were also diminishing so could only do as much. Luckily, it was enough to keep her and Amilia’s sanity. It will be up to her to fight. “Amilia!” Both the Fallen and the angel rushed off to where Harold run off to, to Amilia. She was standing a few meters away from them. Her eyes were hollow and she was stiff. There was dark smoke coming out of her body. She looked as if she was decaying. “He was sucking the energy she had left in her. At this rate, she will die,” the angel pointed out. The Fallen attacked without much say. He tried to land a punch on Amilia’s side but she was quick to catch his fist. She deflected a
“It will be hard to approach Harold, what is the plan?” Amilia asked the two entities she was with. “It will be hard since Strays and Shade will be around him. You said that the Weaver looked tattered, right?” Amilia nodded at the Fallen. “Maybe we can get through him first. Harold and the Steward don’t have a direct connection. Harold was connected to the Weaver and the Weaver to Steward. We can sever that connection first.” Amilia and the angel nodded at him in agreement. They proceed to go to where Harold was. They did travel not so smoothly since the traffic was jammed. The people were in chaos running here and there and bumping with people. Some are making a scene and fighting with each other. It was an alarming scene but Amilia couldn’t stop to break some of the fights. She needed to get to the source. “We need to move fast!” The angel looked up to see that the tornado was growing more. It was now consuming some trees and cars. The rain also picked up the pace and was now po
“You what?” Amilia heard a resounding laugh in her head as Elena enjoyed herself with what the Fallen had confessed. It was a nice confession, very nice. Amilia looked at the Fallen and wished that he was just joking. That it wasn’t true and the dagger was just actually hidden somewhere. But the look on his face was clear as day, he wasn’t joking. “Why would you do that?” It was Lizzie who presented to ask the Fallen that. The Fallen was silent. He was looking everywhere trying to avoid the questions. Amilia sighed at his reaction. He may be some powerful being but he was a stupid one. Doing stupid things and getting blinded by love. She heard another laugh. Will you please stop? Sorry, I can’t. Yeah, as if you were not the one who made him like that. Silence. That’s what Amilia thought. Their discussion was cut off by another rumble of the ground. It shook slightly. They all looked outside and saw that rain was starting to fall. The sky darkened even more as if it was already
Their love grew and flourish but not for long. Word eventually got out and their little secret love affair became known except for the humans. Elena would stumble upon some entities and would give her a look here and there. It wasn’t much at first but eventually, it started to get into her. It was slowly making her doubt everything she was feeling. The reality was slowly sinking into her mind. she wasn’t doubting the love they were sharing, but the situation they were in. Their love was at the wrong time. That is what was running on Elena’s mind as she stared outside her window. It was almost night time and the full moon was coming. That means, that the night he would come was nearing. She was usually very excited but not this time, not right now. She was dreading the upcoming day. There was a knock on her window that made her startled. Another knock confirmed that it was a rock. Elena stood up from her seat and went to open her window. There was no one outside. She looked left and
“You left this behind.” “How? What?” Amilia stammered. “You were busy with other things so I figured that I’ll just pick this up for you,” the Fallen shamelessly said. “I mean, you were supposed to be somewhere, right? What are you doing here?” Amilia looked around her but there was no other being in sight aside from the both of them. She looked at the Fallen again and to the grimoire in his hands. She walked up to him and tried to get the book but the Fallen was quick to dodge her hand and raised the book. Because he was taller than her, reaching it would be a problem. “Who told you that? And where am I supposed to be?” the Fallen looked down on her. “The angel told me. I don’t know, you were supposed to be fighting the Bellua or something?” Amilia was still trying to reach the book to no avail. She was just small enough for him. “Don’t believe everything he says. Some of them are…” the Fallen didn’t finish what he was supposed to say. “Are what?” Instead of answering her, th
The Weaver didn’t expect anything from Amilia. He was dismissing what happened earlier as a coincidence so, when she attacked him again, he was caught off guard. For some reason, she had gained strength out of the blue. Her grip on his neck was stronger than any normal person’s. Even stronger than the angels. It can level with the Steward. “What…?” He was stunned. Amilia only smirked at him and squeezed his neck. But the Weaver wasn’t letting her do what she wanted so easily. He held her on the waist and lift her. He managed to separate her from him when he threw Amilia on the wall as if she was just a measly rug. Amilia fell into a coughing fit when her back hit the wall. She was on her knees and he back was in sharp pain. The Weaver was also coughing but not as bad as Amilia. But that wouldn’t stop her. Not now, when she was just starting. So, she lunged again. This time she came prepared. She had picked up the bat she owned lying on the ground below the window. She swung it with