~Chapter one~
I walked slowly threw the crowd of people looking for a rich person, I needed to get money somehow or I'll be cut out of my share of food...again. I brushed my long, brunette hair out of my face and examined the crowd, hard to see in the middle of the night. No one looked that rich, but there are a few tourist here and there in the town square. After a while of looking I sat down at the fountain and put my head in the palm of my hands.
I got kicked out of my own home at age 9. Why, cause I'm different, how am I different? Because I have the ability to use cyrokinesis, it's nothing special I just make people cold and sometimes freeze there legs so they can catch me. My family found it odd and now I'm here, 19 and part of a bunch of runaway's and I have to steal money to pay for my survival. It's either this or I sell my body.
I sighed and stood up and I saw a bunch of men in suits walking by, they really did look beautiful. Three men were looking around the area, they all had violet eyes and extremely pale skin one of them almost looked like he had papery skin. That same man looked like he was being guarded by the other two, one muscular and the other lean but looked like a runner.
I walked towards them within a crowd of people and focused my energy ready to freeze one at will, most likely the muscular one he looks like he could put me threw a brick wall.
I started freezing their feet and grabbed the oldest wallet and started running for my life down an alley. I heard one of them yell from a distance. "Demetri!" The voice sounded firm yet feathery. But as soon as that thought came to my head the thought of pain filled my head as I was rammed into the side of a building, clasping to the ground with brick fallowing behind.
I got up and ran but didn't make it far before another the muscular friend joined in on the fun and punched me in the gut. They were so quick, but how they even got out of the ice fast. I threw the wallet to the shortest of the two and he caught it. The third 'middle' man came and the other two looked at him, like they were waiting for orders.
Instead he walked towards me and I backed up until I hit a wall, I then noticed that my once off-white shirt was now all crimson gave me the sigh that I was going to die. I tried to freeze the man again but it only froze his hand which he easily broke again.
"How did you do that?" He asked softly, using that feathery voice again, he still making his way towards me. I stayed silent, less then a millisecond later he was in front of my face, nose to nose. "I said how did you do that?"
I gulped "Do what?"Hey if I was going to die might as while get my little enjoyment out of it, right? But that thought quickly turned to pain as he had me by the arm and was moving it in a way that it didn't want to be bent by. "Ok! I use cyrokinesis." I paused then continued. "I'm sorry about trying to still your money and if you let me go I promise you will never see me again."
He paused for another moment, searching threw my eyes then he toke a step back and smiled happily. "Indeed a great gift to be wasted on being a petty thief. But I'm sure this won't be the last that me or my...family will see of you, Evelyn."
"How do you know my name?" With that all three of them were gone, and the alley was deserted once again. I felt something in my hands and opened them and saw $200 in it. "These men are odd..." I shouldn't be complaining though I got enough money for two days!
I slowly stumbled my way back to the abandoned apartment building and walked in. I walked up the stares before I heard Doug's voice down the hallway. "Evelyn!" He rushed to my side and supported my left side of my body.
Doug was a good man that was like a father to a lot of us here but I guess their all sleeping. He tanned arms looked way more better then my pale ones. "What happened?" He said as he guided me to my room.
"Just got my butt owned." I opened the door and I went to my bed and laid down.
"Your late, did you make any money." That's all he cares about is the money never the health. I passed him the money and he handed me a cold dirty rag. "I already have to support Johnny and his broken legs don't make me have to support you too." He left and closed the door shut, and I shut my eyes.
Pain...death...red
Those three with red eyes peering down at me
One pair of hands grab my face and pulled me to my feet
Long black hair mixing with my brown
His teeth verses my flesh
Screams tore threw my throat
Then black consumes me
I woke up panting and looked around the room, I sighed and got out of bed and put on the only other pair of clothing I had, a pair of grey cargo pants and a black tank top. And headed down stares. I then headed outside and gazed up at the sun, I was still a little bit soar but I would be ok now.
Those men though they seemed different, they were all beautiful and elegant. But what did that one man mean by wasted and he called me small minded. Also how did he know my name? I never told him, hell I never seen him before. This is all too confusing...
