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It couldn't be.

I mean it couldn't be Paul.

Paul could not be here. It hadn't even been two hours yet so why would Paul be here? You'd think he'd leave me for more than the allotted time to make me suffer jus that tiny bit more than I was already, but apparently not. Apparently he'd come just to spit me. You know, rub it in my face that Jesse was virtually dead – well, at least to me- and I'd have to see him… leave.

Except that I didn't need to actually see him go and have his soul sucked out of him… I could stand up, turn around and walk off with Paul, hand in hand – okay, not hand in hand but you get the idea- into oblivion, hence, leaving everything I know to save Jesse.

I know, if really loved Jesse, then I'd set him free, right? I'd do anything

Save him, yeah? But being with Paul would kill me. It'd be torture and I just don't think I could take that.

I know it sounds pathetic but I just can't help feeling like this.

I breathed in the damp air, which surrounded me and remembered Paul.

And that ladies and gentlemen, made any happy thoughts – if I had any to start off with- get sucked out of me, kind of like Jesse's soul.

I had to stand up and face Paul, right? I mean, I wasn't about to face him sitting down so he could look down on me, was I? I mean, I had some dignity left and I wasn't about to lose that too.

My gaze strayed to Jesse next to me. I ran my fingers down the side of his perfectly moulded face. His eyelids fluttered.

"Susannah," he murmured, his voice faint, like a whisper gliding on the breeze.

A kind of crazy frenzy gripped me – what do you expect? I mean I was going to lose Jesse. I leaned over and brushed my lips against his, I felt this hot and tingly sensation I'd felt it before when Jesse had kissed me that time- on the lips, I might add- when I'd, well, saved his life. Okay, not that he has a life but whatever.

I was standing there and was, well, talking about not talking because I'd practically gave the game away about me loving Jesse, and it would be way uncool and not to mention the fact that it would be so weird if Jesse knew… you know, that I loved him so anyway, Jesse started walking forwards. Obviously, that freaked me out a little because I thought he was going to get all angry with me -again- for risking my life to save his- or so to speak.

So, Jesse walked up to me and cupped my face in his hands, and tells me, "Fine, we don't have to talk," and kisses me. Just like that.

I have no idea where that came from I mean I was just like whoa. But, it was probably because Jesse was just grateful to me for, you know, coming to him in his "hour of need," and all that.

It couldn't be because Jesse loved me though, seeing as I think Jesse would've at least said something or I'd have been able to tell. Don't people say that if you fall in love, you'll be able to tell and you'd know if they loved you?

I have had no such luck though. Yeah, I know he cares about me but that's about where it stops.

I pulled my head back and a thought struck me.

If it was really Paul, wouldn't he have said something by now? I mean, I doubt he would've just let me kiss Jesse like that, Actually, I doubt he'd have let me anywhere near Jesse, let alone kissing distance. He'd probably just whisk me away and leave Jesse. He'd get what he wanted.

So what he wanted was…

Me was one thing. I don't mean to sound bigheaded but it's true.

The other?

Well, for Jesse to be…

Gone.

Out of my life and his for good. I mean the whacko must think that if Jesse were gone I would just stop loving him, just like that. At the snap of his fingers. Then – in Paul's dreamland- I'd fall in love with Paul – instantly of course. Then we'd both live happily ever after. Me with Paul, loving each other. Two little love birds in a nest.

I was being sarcastic for all you people out there.

Maybe it wasn't Paul – that shadow behind me.

A glimmer of hope shone inside of me.

Maybe it was Father. D coming to um, rescue me!

No, seriously, what if Father. D had found a way to get here, like for instance, exorcising himself and was here to save me?

What if he knew what was happening? I mean, a couple of hours had to have passed by now and he was sure to notice that out of all the students, I and Paul had suddenly vanished, right?

Seriously, Father. D couldn't have not noticed, seeing as he would have probably wanted to see me about Paul or some ghost who had died somewhere and needed "guidance."

Going back to the Paul thing. I can't believe Father. D hadn't even had the decency to inform me of the evil one's presence in MY school and in MY life. I mean he had practically ignored the fact that Paul was coming back for ME.

To haunt ME.

I guess that's jus plain old Father. D for you, always willing to see the good in everyone, even Paul, it seems.

I jus don't get how you can actually see good in a person when the person – namely Paul Slater, had no good inside him and is evil through and through.

The evil is never-ending in him.

I slowly moved my feet and pushed myself up. I didn't want to face Paul or whoever it was on my knees so I managed to at least start the whole standing up process by tilting my head in the… person's direction.

I stopped.

This light breeze ruffled my hair gently. I put my hand up to my hair to smooth it down but my hand seemed to freeze halfway to my hair.

Why?

I could hear this soft whispering in the breeze.

I frowned at this.

First of all, what was a breeze doing in Shadowland? What was this whispering doing in Shadowland?

So yeah, the wind? Not a good sign.

A prickle of fear caused my body to convulse. I swallowed and breathed a deep breath and exhaled slowly.

There was no way this was happening. I mean you don't just start hearing whispers everywhere you go – not that everywhere is Shadowland and Shadowland is a one of a kind place. Unique, you might say.

The breeze gad grown stronger, it whipped my hair back and forth, sending it flying. I hurriedly wiped it out of my way and stood up to look around me. Trying to find out what it was, or who it was. Obviously, I didn't want to think about who it was, but I knew I had to.

And the only person I know who could be capable of doing this was, well… Paul.

So, I guess I have to resign myself to the fact that Paul is-a-coming. That is, of he actually isn't here already.

I gasped at the thought and the wind grew steadily into a powerful gust.

No…please…

Please no!

"No!" I screamed, " Leave me alone!"

" Leave Jesse alone!"

I bit down on my lip and closed my eyes against the biting cold as it plunged into my body. I fell down onto my knees, scraping them badly. I opened my eyes and squinted against the cold. I saw Jesse next to me fade further…

A sparkle shone for a moment then dissolved into thin air.

"No," I moaned, "not Jesse."

"Please…"

"HELP!" I shrieked racking my body as those words left me.

Electricity crackled in the atmosphere charged with it.

I whipped my head in every direction to search for that person who was causing all of this to happen. That person who had to be here. The one's whose eyes I had felt burning my neck.

I found no one.

No one except Jesse and well, me. I breathed in. My skin crawled.

Nobody here…

Okay, so no one was here. It's just Jesse and me.

Jesse and me.

Nothing to worry about and definitely nothing to be scared of right? Just because some freaky stuff was happening. I mean freaky stuff happens to me all the time so this isn't any different.

I had spun 360 degrees and now stood facing the exact spot as I was when I first saw the shadow.

I saw the shadow again.

Shit.

I focused on it, trying to find out what shape it was – it wasn't a very Paul like shape so maybe I should be screaming with joy?

No.

See, that shadow could now be anything, something even nastier than Paul…

I attempted to block out the screeching that had just erupted and focus at the same time.

I failed on the screeching but you know that shadow?

It didn't look too friendly.

I took in a deep shuddery breath. The shadow moved closer towards me, enlarging its shape. I could make out horns on a fairly square shaped face. Wings sprouted from its sides. K moved an inch away, trying to shake off the paralysing terror in which that shadow had forced me into. Trapped me into.

Every inch of my body turned numb, as if drenched with icy-cold water.

I had to get away. Every nerve in my body was screaming for me to get away.

Help.

I need help.

I need help NOW!

I screamed NOW but the screeching deafened me. It was unstoppable.

I scrambled to my feet and ran…

The shrieking monster followed me.

My footsteps pounded on the hard and unforgiving floor. I ran and ran until I felt I had nothing left inside of me.

I still ran, my feet aching from the pressure. My body worn and tired, sweat coating it.

I had to stop.

I breathed hard, mostly wheezing. I tripped over something jagged and fell over.

I was tired.

So tired.

I lifted my head to find it in front of me. It lifted its huge, magnificent claws dripping with… smoke. It was black. The darkest black I had ever seen, darker than the blackest ink. Scales covered it body, gleaming like jewels in an inky night. Its wings, tinged with red paint, spread menacingly at its side.

The scariest feature of them all?

The eyes… Ruby red dripped with flecks of night black. No iris. Just red and black swirling in and out.

Me?

I wanted out.

"You," I heard it rasp inside of my head.

I couldn't even make out a mouth but I still knew what it was doing, speaking with it's mind.

Telepathy, I think it's called.

I shrank further away from it but that shadow monster just glided towards me.

"Mediator!" it spat forcefully in my mind, animating its hatred.

I couldn't breathe.

It smiled; just raising two droops of smoke, which I think, was its mouth now that I thought about it.

I knew what it was doing…

Killing me.

No… I can't die… Jesse…need to…alive…breathe…Jesse…

"HELP!" I yelled at the top of my voice.

I was going to die.

Jesse.

No!

"I love you!" I shrieked.

Love.

You.

" I love you," I moaned, "I do."

I wheezed in another breath, pain exploding inside me.

I can't die…

Jesse…

I lifted my head with a huge effort and glimpsed two rubies staring at me coldly.

No.

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