Hey guys, no I'm not stopped my Mummy story, but I am in the process of rewriting it, so bear with me. I just finished this book and decided to write a story about it. =] So enjoy!!!
Chapter 1: The New Kid (Part 1)
Rain poured from the sky like small blades as I made my way from the parking lot to campus. My foot falls were silent save for the slopping sound from the water beneath my black converse. I sighed for what seemed like the fiftieth time that day, pulled my hood farther down my face, and readjusted my backpack. Savannah, Georgia is a wonderful place, truly it is. I just have one problem with it. This place, is haunted. Laugh if you want to, but it really is.
I shivered as I walked through another cold spot, making it ten that morning, and continued on, trying not to look around or focus on the spirit enough to see it, hear it, or feel it. I'd had enough of it over the years and I finally learned to block them out of my senses, save for that last one. The hairs prickled on the back of my neck as I walked up to the college and if I had been an animal, I would've growled in aggravation. Two pale faces stared at me, the eyes bleeding to black as they smiled wickedly. I shuddered to think what was going through their heads, but, unfortunately, I already knew. They wanted me, dead or alive. I'm not sure which yet, but I'm leaning more towards dead since I don't know what they'd want me alive for. I continued on my way, brushing past them with a defiant huff, and heading on to my art history class.
Pulling off my hood, I sighed in relief. Fortunately for me, no demonteens were in my class at this point. Seriously, you have no idea how happy I am that I have one place I can escape from them. For some reason, they hate this room. I've yet to figure out why, but trust me, I will. I took my seat, slinging my black Slipknot hoodie across my chair, took out my notes and my sketch book and waited patiently. A new kid walked in a few minutes later, his face shrouded by his hood until he took it off, revealing light skin, dark, short spikey hair, and mismatching blue eyes; his left was a crystalline blue while his right was nearly sapphire in its darkness.
"Hi." I muttered, sliding my bag out of the seat and onto the floor beside me. He nodded his head and sat down, taking out a notepad and writing down something in a language I don't understand. The language of computer science nerds. "You know, it's polite to reply when someone talks to you." I grumbled, grabbing a pencil and opening my sketch book to start on a new drawing.
"Hi." he replied, smirking. I couldn't tell if it was at me or the paper.
"My name is Arithne O'Murphy." I smiled, tucking a strand of wavy dark red hair behind my ear. He turned to me, fully this time, and took in my appearance as I did the same. His mouth seemed to be torn between a smile and a smirk, so it settled on a quirk of the lips. His eyes surveyed my own amber colored ones, his pale skin nearly matched mine.
"I'm Will Hunter." he answered, sticking out his hand. I smiled, genuinely this time, and shook his with my smaller one. Sparks flared to life, zipping from my fingers to my brain. My eyes widened, as did his, and we looked at each other. I blushed and smiled sheepishly, slowly taking my hand from his.
"Nice to meet you." I replied, averting my eyes. He did the same and nodded, a slight blush coloring his cheeks as well. The professor came in and the class began, only to be interupted by a scream from down the hall. I shot out of my seat, down the stairs, and out the door, the professor in too much shock to stop me. I sped down the hall, checking every open room for the source of the sound, but I found nothing. Suddenly, a body crashed into mine when I turned around to head back the other way. I fell hard on the floor, groaning in pain. My head was throbbing, but I could handle it. There was a hiss from above me and I opened my eyes. A girl with white-blond hair had her sharp, pearly white teeth bared at me. I kicked her off me and rolled backwards, hurriedly getting onto my feet. She growled and lunged at me, but I used her force against her and flipped her over me. I heard the thud as she landed, and a skidding of shoes as Will rounded the corner. She hissed again and lunged, altering her position in the air to attempt to scratch at my eyes. I threw my arm up, barely winced as her nails impaled my skin, grabbed her arm with my other hand and threw her into the wall opposite me. A blast of light exploded from behind me, curving around my body to the demonteen in front of me. She lunged away from it and pounced on me again, but this time I was ready. She intended to bite my neck, tear the jugular, though she only succeeded in creaeting a bloody mess of my shoulder. I watched out of the corner of my eye as hers went wide. I could feel the warm liquid dribble down my hand before it turned into an ooze.
"It's lights out for you, Barbie." I chuckled, clicking a button and she disentegrated into a puff of steam, her body having been consumed by fire from the inside out. I sighed and lay back on the ground, my eyes shut. Too many wounds on me that were bleeding too much. I could feel the darkness creeping over my vision, but I had enough consciousness to do two things. The first was to click the button on my watch to generate a hologram of me so I wouldn't miss class, and the second was to know who carried me to their car.
Will Hunter.