A young girl shoves her way through a crowd of students, who were pushing and pulling to see what happened. She slammed the school doors open and stomped outside. She couldn't take it anymore. People have called her names and thrown books at her for the last time, but no matter how she tried, it didn't work. She was not an average school girl. People called her names like "Physic freak" or "Immortal moron." She was different. What made her so different was a secret she kept, even from her own family. Today the whole high school knew she can kill with just one touch.
"I'm such an idiot!" she whispered to herself.
A kid had been calling her names the whole day and it was starting to get her angry, so she grabbed his throat and started to suck the life out of his body. Kids crowded around. She could have stopped, but someone was urging her to keep on killing him. Finally, a woman, who she had never seen before only in her dreams, grabbed her shoulder and screamed "Stop!" She immediately let go. She looked around, but the women vanished. She looked down at the boy. The boy was almost dead, but wasn't completely alive either. He laid on the ground, motionless. Only his chest was moving. The girl ran from thee crowd of kids. When she got outside, the sun warmed her face. She swirled around, when suddenly the air got ice cold. Frost glistened in her hair. She looked around, but saw nothing, but sunny skies and green grass.
"How could it be so cold?" she asked herself.
She wrapped her hands around her arms. A black mist formed around the girl. She screamed as the mist swirled and turned around her waist and arms. It became freezing cold that the girl dropped to the ground. The women appeared out of the mist. The girl looked up, but couldn't see the women's face. It was covered by a black cloak.
"Its time you learned who you really are," said the women in a soft voice.
The girl felt a sharp pain in the back of her head. She blacked out. The last thing she saw was a boy with wild black hair and a black strip mask.