Allright, well I was watching Dark house and it inspired me. The only difference is my story and that movie is nothing a like. I don't usually like cheap horror movies but this one was ok. soooo enjoy.

Devil's Eyes

"Rebecca are you even listening to me?" The small six year took hold of the young women's hand and shook it lightly. The older girl of eighteen took a glance at her and looked back to her lap top that was resting on her knees. The little child frowned at being ignored and decided to shove her as hard as she could. Rebecca stumbled off the front porch and caught herself and sat back down returning a glare at her younger sibling.

"WHAT!" She yelled. Her expression softened after seeing the brunets hurt expression. She let out a sigh. "The yelling you heard was probably Dad having a fit Bev." She assured her although she didn't know how that would be better. Beverly shook her head.

"Nooo Becca it was screaming! Like the kind of screaming you made when you broke your arm!"Beverley crossed her arms together and thought. "Well you know, with out all the bad words. Plus it sounded more like a girl." Beverley was cut off by a snicker. "What?"

"So you mean like Dad having a fit." They looked at each other and laughed.

Home work sucks. It sucks more when you actually decide to do it. Sucks even more when you can't because you have a six year old running around the house. Rebecca finally was able to get Beverley to bed at ten after convincing her five times that there were no monsters underneath her bed. Well, technically four since the first time Rebecca pretended to get sucked underneath the bed. She tucked her sleeping form in and kissed her forehead.

She shut off the light and walked out of her room shutting the door behind her. She made it half way down the hallway when she heard the front door slam. She rolled her eyes and made her way to her room.

"Rebecca?" She threw her head back and groaned out loud.

"What?" She asked walking over to the railing and looking down at a tall well built man with dark black hair and pale green eyes.

"Everything better be spotless." He said crossing his arms. She rolled her eyes.

"What am I five?" She asked. He put his hands up in defense.

"I'm just saying after working all day I expect to come home to our house not burned down." He said half joking.

"Ya well look around its fine." She pointed out.

"Ok ok calm down." He said. "Is your home work done?" He asked.

"Getting on it." She told him.

"Do you realize what time it is? Why isn't it done?" He asked.

"Um because I have to watch Beverley all freaking day?" She told him.

"Fine I'm to tired to argue with you right now so good night." He said turning around and heading to his room. Rebecca made a face at him.

"Ya go sleep off your hangover." She mumbled. He turned around.

"What?" He asked.

"... Love you."

A distant scream coursed threw the house causing Rebecca to bolt out of her bed upright. She glanced out her window at the full moon and relaxed. Just a dream she thought then stiffened as she heard it again. Her attention turned to her door as it began to open revealing a wide eyed Beverley.

"Did you hear that?" She asked. Rebecca just nodded and moved over allowing the little girl to crawl underneath the blanket. She curled up at her sister's chest and shut her eyes. "I'm scared Becca." She sniffled. Rebecca wrapped her arms around her and pulled her closer.

"Don't worry, it's probably nothing." She told her.

"Shouldn't we tell daddy?" She asked. Rebecca shook her head.

"Daddy had a long night Bev. I'm pretty sure he didn't even hear it." She told her.

"But what if the monster gets him?" She asked.

"Bev?"

"Hm?" She asked.

"Shut up." She complied.

"Were's your car?" Beverly asked as she followed Rebecca home. Rebecca zipped up her jacket and pulled some of her long black hair out of the hood and jammed her hands into her pockets.

"Dad's using it and put your gloves on it's freaking cold." She mumbled. Beverley did just that and pulled down her hat over her ears.

"So I was thinking." Beverley said as her tiny feet struggled to keep up. "Some of the kids said that the old house on the corner of Hensin and frem was haunted." Rebecca almost face palmed. That's the last thing she needed her sister to think. "So maybe the screams are coming from there." She told her older sister.

"It's not haunted Bev." She said not even looking at her.

"You don't believe me do you." Rebecca sighed and knelt down besides Beverley.

"Yes, I believe you. I don't believe your classmates though." she smiled and ruffled her hair. Beverley frowned.

"What if someone is hurting in that house and no one knows." She said sadly. "Just like Mommy." Rebecca looked down. Four years ago While Beverley was at the babysitters, Rebecca was at school and their father was working, Their mother had been murdered during a burglary in their old neighborhood. They moved away a year later. Rebecca took a deep breath.

"Fine, We'll go check it out." Beverley eyes widened.

"No I didn't mean that!" Rebecca raised an eyebrow. "If there is something there it will get us to!"

"Were just going to walk by it ok?" Beverley gulped but finally nodded taking her sisters hand. After about ten minutes the came across a two floor house that looked pretty ordinary. Rebecca released Beverley's hand and walked towards the gate.

"What are you doing?" She whispered. Rebecca turned around motioned her to be quite.

"I'm just going to go knock on the door and introduce myself." Rebecca told her as she reached for the gate only to realize it was locked.

"See, they don't want anybody in there." She said in a pleading manner and almost yelled when Rebecca hopped the fence.

"Stay here." Rebecca walked up to the wooden door and knocked on it. She folded her arms and waited until something caught her eye. "The hell?" She knelt down and observed the red finger prints on the porch. She looked up to see that the door was cracked open. Standing up slowly, she carefully opened the door. "Hello?" She called before stepping inside. "Oh my god." She said quietly before running in the house.

Beverley tried to look but didn't see anything. Her eyes widened as she saw a shadowy figure shut the door behind her sister. "Rebecca!" She yelled as loud as she could. Everything went silent. She could here shuffling from inside the house for a good six minutes then, someone screaming. The noise caused her to back up and fall to the ground. It was her sisters voice. The door bursted open and Rebecca ran out jumping over all the stairs and running as fast as she could. Her jacket was missing and there was blood smeared on her arms and blotches on her face. Hopping the fence she quickly grabbed a hold of her sister and brought her to her feet. Beverley was crying now.

"Bev get up!" Rebecca yelled at her. She did.

"Becca your hurt!" She said. Rebecca shook her head.

"It's not my blood now get your ass up and run dammit!" Rebecca took Beverley's hand in hers and they began to run down the street and didn't stop even after they heard another blood curdling scream.

Holiday bolted upright in her bed waking the sleeping from next to her. She shut her eyes trying to calm her breathing. She jumped as she felt and arm on her shoulder. She turned to see six looking at her.

"Rebecca, what's's wrong." He asked concerned. She shook her head.

"Bad dream nothing serious." Six glanced at her hand that gripped her t - shirt.

"Right. Do you want to tell me about this not so serious dream that has been going on for three days?" He pointed out. She took a deep breath.

"No, please just drop it." She told him. He could tell she was hurting and pulled her close into a tight hug. Her breathing slowed as she rested her head onto his chest.

"Alright, just go back to sleep ok?" He told her. She nodded.

"Alright." She gave him a small kiss and they laid back down. Dream bad. Shirtless six, good.

Working on chapter two as we speak. This stoy takes place after family holiday so yes holiday and six are offically together.