Running
Funny how one word can describe my whole life. Since I was a toddler, I was learning how to run. It was the most joyful experience of my life until I had to use this method of enjoyment to help me survive by myself. It started on the first day of kindergarten. I was swinging on the swings when the sun got caught in my eyes, at that moment I heard a familiar voice.
"Honey, it's time to go home!" That voice called out for the last time.
At that moment, a blood curling scream erupted from a corner of the playground. I turn to look but it was too late. The demon was there. That's how we first met. I was, of course, too young to know what the thing was but that didn't stop me from seeing what it did to the child at that corner. It was feasting on the child's flesh. Then, it saw me. I was dead in view and I couldn't out run a supernatural being, but I didn't know that yet.
I started in a full out sprint, but it was not until after I was about a few feet away from the swings when I felt the stinging sensation on my back. I fell to the floor and blacked out from that point until when I arrived at the hospital. I didn't know who called but I was thankful that they did. Waking up to a bright white room, I felt nausea coming around the bend. That is until I blacked out again. The next time I woke up I was in the same white room but with someone staring at me. It wasn't someone I recognized but someone that I knew. I felt a connection to her. But as soon as she spoke, my whole world turned inside out.
"Hey, I'm Kimberly Connweller. I'm your new sister!" She exclaimed.
"What happened to my parents? And my sister?" I asked, frantic for answers.
"Didn't you hear the news report? They all died by your house being set on fire. Your mom had a will and your mom knew my mom. They were actually bestest friends since our age. So she said that my mom can keep you! So you're my new sister!" She ran to my side and hugged me. "Now we can be friends! You'll love our house-" but I ignored her. The plain fact that I was an orphan was enough to set my back aching. Then I remembered what had happened at the park. I was bitten.
"-and you can have the room next to mine, and you'll go to the same school as me and we'll be best friends! And…and… and it'll be great!" she topped off.
"Kim, is she up? Oh! You are! Honey, you gave everyone a scare. Are you okay? Do you know your name?" A woman walked in and asked me.
"Yeah, I'm okay. My name is Lunabella but my friends call me Luna or Bell." I answered automatically, not able to stop myself. A part of me want to hide, the other part wants me to call the doctor to cease the pain but I knew that it wasn't from a physical injury but that of pain inflicted deeper than any wound can cut. It was emotional pain. It was not just some sort of emotional pain that I felt towards what has just been told to me but to what I knew as to the fire. I knew that is wasn't a normal fire. The thing in the park had made that fire to deprive me of my sanctuary, my home. But that was not the actual fact that was bothering me the most. It's the fact that the thing had to do such a foul act with living beings inside that I have use to call mom, dad, and Molly. Of course, just the thought of it made bile rise from the black hole that is now my stomach.
I carefully got up from the awkward position I was in. Numbly realizing that the rest of my journey has begun and there was no turning back from my decision. I was going to hunt down this demon and terminate it.
I didn't realize what happened through the week until I was in my new school. Kim was already fitting in. She practically blended into the crowd. I, on the other hand, stuck out like a sore thumb. I was pale white with rosy red cheeks and rich brown hair. I was going through changes at the time, due to the fact that a demon bit me, so that helped change my eye colour. It changes every day but not enough for any mortal to tell the difference. It was at this time that I first found him.
He looked like any other child there except that he had a different shade of green to his eyes that gave him an almost edge to his appearance. He was playing along with another boy. From across the room, I could see Kim and a few other girls playing with Barbies, but Kim looking every now and then to see if the second boy looks at her. I on the other hand am just sitting on the swings; observing from afar. This blissful time was ruined when something pushed me off the swing. It was the boy that had that certain edge about him. He was sitting were I was sitting. Of course with his friend close behind I saw no reason to pick a fight, especially with one of the people that Kim likes. Of course, that was harder said than done. This boy was practically stalking me; attacking me at the most vulnerable time and leaving me wondering why this child is bothering me so much. This went on for about a few more days until I was tired of him. I went up to him the following week.
"Excuse me, but what is your name?" I asked.
"Paul." Paul spoke.
"Why do you keep attacking me?" I warily asked.
"I am not!" he exclaimed.
"Yes you are. With your friend. Both of you keep attacking me." I told, throwing my hands up in the air for emphasis.
"I and Jared are not attacking you. You're too dumb to attack!" He exclaimed with a little blush on his cheeks.
"Whatever. Just please stop attacking me before I tell on you." That stopped him for a few years. It started up again the day before I changed. (Now Lunabella is in grade 3, 8 years old).
The day was any other day except for that fact that I was more irritable then usually. The change was triggered by one question from one of my friends that I have made. Her name was Ruth. She was a good friend but she quickly became my enemy that day.
"What's your problem?" She asked. I exploded. Everyone has been asking me that from this morning and I have been annoyed by this. She was my only friend and she of all people had to ask the most annoying question.
"You're my problem! And every god damn forsaken person in this reservation! Doesn't anybody know how to keep to themselves! Does anybody here have and privacy!" I shouted at her. As soon as I finished my rant, I looked up to see her crying. I felt sorry for her.
"I'm sorry Ruth. I shouldn't have shouted at you like that-" I fainted at that moment.
I awoke to someone carrying me. I looked up to see that Paul carrying me.
"What happened?" I asked.
"You fainted. I'm taking you to your house." He said, out of breath. I looked up to see why he was exhausted to find that he had a cloud like colour around him. It was bright pink. It was so strange. I reached out to touch it to only feel nothing.
"What are you doing?" He asked.
"Nothing. It's just that I thought I saw something." I told, still trying to grab the light. The wind started to pick up and shift so the colour was blowing my way. I caught a whiff of it. It smelt so good. Everything else came so naturally.
"Paul, can you put me down for a second?" He complied. I stood up, measuring my balance. Then I looked back to Paul. He was standing the same height as me. I looked at the huge cloud surrounding him. It was the same colour. I turned back to look at Paul. I saw my reflection in his eyes. I caught a glimpse, just a glimpse, of how I looked like in his mind. I looked beautiful in his mind. I didn't catch myself, but I was leaning in towards him. I looked deeper in his eyes as I did. He pictured us together. I finally felt warmth on my lips. Realizing that it was his, I closed my eyes, savoring the moment. I could taste something about him; it was not how he tasted like. It was something else, something that tasted delicious. I sucked his bottom lip, barely noticing that his arms snaked around my waist. He opened up his mouth and that's when the sensation kicked in. I started to nibble and suck. It was the weirdest feeling. I was getting full. I parted there.
When I did I could see the cloud changed colour. It was clear red but not as big as before. At that moment, I didn't know, but I attached myself to Paul. It was like a spiritual bond that goes without words. It was just like something that I have never experienced before.
At that moment, I ran I didn't know how far I went but I kept running. It wasn't that I was angry or scared; it was just that I was actually happy that I did that. I wasn't supposed to be happy after I did that. It was so uncalled for, not me. So I kept running. When I finally collapsed on the ground, I looked around and saw that I was in the woods.
The elders advised everyone to stay out of the woods for some tribe purpose. I wasn't allowed to know why but I really didn't care what they said. They always did look down on me. Never did once try to help my foster mother in anyway if it came to me. So I didn't listen to what they said and they kept excluding me from the tribe. It just worked well that way.
I finally got up and started to walk into a clearing. I wish that I could live alone where there was no one to bother me. I wish that I could just escape this cruel world they call life. I already messed up everyone's life. Why should I live on?
In the clearing I had entered, there were two hikers. One of them looking at me with a weird hungered look in his eyes and the other with blood red eyes that weren't as hungry as his friends. I looked around them to see no cloud. Strange enough I knew that they were dead before I looked around for their clouds. I looked back at their eyes to see that they were both a few feet away from me now.
"What are you?" I asked.
"What are you, child?" one asked.
"I asked first so you answer first. What are you?" I questioned again, but before I could blink, I was pinned against the tree with my neck exposed and his face near it.
"So… you're a leech. I see." I spat out.
"You catch on quick, but not quick enough." With this as his last words, he began to bite me but didn't get too far. As soon as he drank some of my blood, something ripped through me. It was like I was being killed slowly and painfully, but at the same time, it was like I was being reborn. It felt good. It felt like I had all the power in the universe, and no one could stop me. At that moment the leech was thrown off me. I looked around to see who had done this but was sidetracked by the intensity of the burning feeling I had on my neck. I knew I was going to die, if not from the vampires then from the pain of the bite. I suddenly realized that I didn't want to die this way. I refused to die here in front of these monsters. They don't deserve to see me die.
As soon as I thought of this, the burning sensation started to extinguish. I felt my wound and saw that the there was a clear liquid seeping out of it. Smiling, knowing what I have done, I slowly looked up at the vampires. The first was horrified while the second was looking at me like he discovered the cure for cancer… delightful. I diverted my attention to the new pain that has slowly erupted. I cried out in pain. Once more I looked up to look at the vampires but they already disappeared. As soon as I look up, ripping noises are heard. Giving in to the pain, I let my legs collapse under me, my eyes flutter close and my soul isn't in my body anymore.
I can see but not from my eyes. I'm in the trees, looking down at myself. It was horrifying. My body was in the fetal position, back exposed and pulsating. Two lumps were poking out of my skin followed by two thick lines that connect to the two lumps. Bursting out of my skin with green goo like blood seeping through my new wound. I look at what had penetrated my skin to see demon wing like figures on my back. Looking over my body, I inspect the bite mark which to my surprise is all healed. A vortex like feeling suctions me into my body where I then whimper in the new found pain that feel on my back. Dazed, I fall into darkness, loving the feeling of nothingness.
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