Hey peeps! I'm writing this other story, but I will still continue my other story, Another Side of Me. Anyways, here you go! Just sayin this is NOT based off Maximum Ride! Just saying! It's about Fallen Angels, Hell, Heaven, Archangels, etc. So tell me what you think!
And just saying this whole story is mine! My plot and everything! I just had to put a category of something for me to be able to post this on here! So this whole story, characters, and plot is all mine! Nobody elses!
Oh and here's the summary!
Elizabeth Lively was just a normal teenage girl. That is though her mother was brutally murdered and she feels as if her father is hiding something from her. Then she meets Dameon. Arrogant, cocky, selfish, dangerous, Dameon. Then there's also James. Sweet, nice, safe, and perfect. But there's something about the both of them that seems...off. Elizabeth, or preffered to be called Izzy, has got enough on her plate already with moving, being the new girl again, and having to deal with these boys. Then comes the nightmares. About shadow creatures so greatly terrifying and vivid, murdering her. Haunting her. Izzy always thought she was normal and just had regular teenage issues. Soon enough though, the nightmares come during, not just at night, but during the day. She questions herself of what's really real anymore.
But after all..
Nothing is as it seems.
~Layla
England, Europe
October 21, 1998
It was late at night, the fog and mist of England was bad tonight, yet she still did anything she could to protect her, following her orders to meet up with Derek. She went up the portch steps of the house. Before she knocked on the door, he opened it. He had brown hair, blue eyes, and was slightly tan.
"Quickly, come in," he moved aside so she could step in. She took off her coat and hung it up on the coat rack. He gestured for her to sit down. She hesitated, but made her way down onto the couch.
"She's being followed. We don't have much time, they're going to figure out a way to get to her. You have to be more protective of her. We don't want it to be like the other incident with the Johnsons," Derek said.
She nodded, "I understand, but what more is there to do? I've tried everything. There is just no certain way she will be safe and secure from him." He let out a sigh.
"I understand Destiny, but I can't risk her getting mudered. She is the one to stop what's coming. This war will be like no other."
"What can we do?" Destiny asked, putting her fingers on the bridge of her nose and closing her eyes in frustration. I can't let her be harmed. For the good of the world and for me. I can't loose her, she thought to herself.
"Just protect her from any kind of danger. Don't let her be harmed or go somewhere without letting you know. There is just no way of knowing what might happen, but be sure to try your hardest. I couldn't live with myself if something terrible happened to her," he said, concern and disppointment in his voice. That makes two of us, she thought
She agreed slilently, starting to get up. She walked over to the coat rack, zipping up her jacket.
"Keep a close eye on her," he said. She nodded once more and headed out the door.
Walking down the street, she felt a certain presance. Not a good one. Destiny started to walk faster, hurrying to get back to the house. Wait, if she didn't feel safe right there, there was a chance she will get hurt. Destiny turned into an alley. She stopped, looking back, finding nobody to be following. She turned back around, and screamed in horror. It was him. He was standing right infront of her, dressed in black. She could not see the face under the hoody. She turned around and began to run, only to be stopped again by him.
He chuckled and extinguished a dagger with markings all over it. Destiny's blood froze. She felt the knife being sliced across her stomache and she screamed in pain, buckling down to the ground. He tortured her 'till she was left on the ground bleeding to death. He poured oil all over her body and had a match lit. Dropping it, Destiny lit on fire. She screamed in pain as she felt the fire burning off her limbs and skin. He had turned and ran in the other direction, leaving no trace that he was ever here. As the fire took her away slowly and painfully, Destiny thought, My little baby girl is no longer safe.
I had failed.
Tell me what you think! Just saying be sure to read the date, it's kind of important. Plz I at least need 10 reviews on what you think for me to post again!
~Layla