Through the Eyes of a Killer
CHAPTER 1: In the Dark of the Night
In the dark of the night, a crescent moon shined down upon the darkened earth. Giving light to the hopeful through the darkness. A shadow moved hastily and gracefully around a corner and into a dark alley.
A woman in a black cloak walked briskly down the alley. In her arms a bundle of blankets protecting a little baby girl from the cold night air.
No one knew the secrets she held back. No one knew, of the sacrifices she had made. The pain of betrayal hung over her like a gray cloud. A scar on her right cheek was a reminder of why she had lived through her torture, because of what she was.
Her daughter was no different from her. The last thing she wanted was for her daughter to go through the same life torture as her mother. Her master had already planned out her future in becoming his own little personal killer. Using her powers to kill and bring pain upon others, but mostly herself. That was the last thing she wanted for her daughter, to live the life of a heartless killer.
She felt a dark cold presence behind her; she knew that presence all too well. She quickened her pace and turned another corner in to another alley. Praying that she was wrong and that she was imagining it all, that it was a nightmare and she would wake up any minute.
She walked into a faster pace, but still the presence taunted her. She was now walking the pace of her heart, faster and faster. She looked over her shoulder to see if her instinct was right. At a small distance, she saw another black-cloaked figure, following her. She saw the stranger had a white mask on. She knew that mask, the mask that had haunted her all her life. She broke into a run.
She ran for her life, she had betrayed the wrong people. She knew she wouldn't live to see her daughter live a full and happy life if the stranger caught up with her. She would never forgive herself if he had caught her. He would take her daughter, and shape her into a cold-blooded killer.
She looked over her shoulder again as she ran. The stranger was running after her.
She began to panic as she ran faster and faster, through what seemed like a maze of alleyways. Constantly looking over her shoulder, hoping she had lost her stalker. But she would see him there, running after her, getting closer and closer every time she looked over her shoulder.
She turned another corner, hoping it would end this crazy chase and she would get away unharmed with her daughter. She only got half her wish. As she ran down the alley, she realized the alley had a dead end. The dead end had ended the chase, but it gave her less hope that she and her daughter would get away.
The stranger had slowed his pace and was now strutting up to her in triumph. The woman was trapped; she knew she had been defeated.
"Well, well, well what do we have here?" the stranger said in a taunting cold cruel voice, "You're looking quite lovely tonight Jolene, as always. And I see you have little Demeter with you as well," he said continuing to taunt her while glaring at her through his white mask.
"What do you want, Gathor?" the woman known as Jolene spat loathly at the man.
"You know what I want," Gathor hissed at her in the same loathly fashion, moving his gaze down to the little girl in Jolene's arms.
Jolene followed his gaze, and turned her body slightly so the little girl would hide in the flap of her cape. "No! I won't let you have her, I won't!" Jolene shouted at the cruel Gathor holding onto her baby more protectively.
"Don't bother fighting my dear, you know you can't win," Gathor said in his taunting cruel voice.
How Jolene loathed that voice. She wished she could just wrap her hands around his throat tightly, to dig her nails into his neck, causing him as much pain as possible. How she wished to kill him, never to hear his sinister voice whisper in her ear in her nightmares ever again.
"I'll fight to the end for her," Jolene said glaring loathly at Gathor "You know I would,"
Gathor seemed to be thinking for a moment, about what Jolene had just said. Jolene waited patiently for him to talk, half knowing what he was about to say.
"Alright then," Gathor said in the voice Jolene hated so much "I challenge you to a duel. But you have to use your wand, not your powers, just your wand,"
Jolene was not surprised; she knew Gathor could never resist a challenge. And neither could she. She hated having something in common with this lousy excuse for a man. Never the less, she accepted the challenge.
She put Demeter down to the side next to the wall, where she would be out of the way so she wouldn't be harmed. Jolene kissed her daughter on her forehead before putting her down. The baby did not stir for she was given a deep sleep potion so she wouldn't be disturbed.
Jolene turned to her opponent; his wand was at ready. Jolene walked in front of him so that she was facing him completely with her wand at ready.
For a moment, they just glared at each other. It felt like forever until,
"Rectemsempra!"
Jolene was thrown into the air, and landed hard on the concrete ground. She didn't move for a minute, because she was in too much pain. But remembering Gathor's habit of gloating, it was enough to put her back in the fight.
It was her turn now.
"Crucio!"
She watched amusedly as Gathor fell to the ground, shouting in pain. He twitched and throbbed like a dying cockroach.
'It felt good to have revenge' Jolene thought sinisterly. To her it seemed to make up for all the pain this man had caused her.
After a moment or two, Gathor slowly got up, groaning and coughing up blood from biting down on his tongue. When he was finally had enough strength to fully stand up, he glared at Jolene with such hatred it was nothing compared to loath.
"All right," Gathor shouted angrily, "No more playing around"
Jolene was now completely aware of Gathor's anger and loath, she fully knew what he was about to do next. She knew well she couldn't block this curse, even with her powers.
She could still do one thing; it was her only chance. She grabbed baby Demeter, and ran for it. But she didn't get away quick enough before…
"Aveda Kedavra"
Jolene was killed instantly. Her last thought was, "I tried Demeter, I tried,"