Chapter 12: Last Sin

My basement sanctuary was busting with life. I was attacking the punching bag with all my might. Sweat was rolling off me in large clumps.

It had been a few hours since Jake left. And now, I saw from my basement window that the sun had set. I wiped the sweat off and headed upstairs.

Once in my room, I pet Medusa for a bit. Jake promised to find her a good home in case I didn't make it. There was a good chance that Krueger would kill me. He had done it many times before.

I picked out the night's pajamas. Black silky pants and a white tank that buttoned up just over the chest. I went to take a shower. This was my nightly routine before a hunt, and tonight was no different.

Maybe I could just stop. Get some Hyponcil and never go back. No one could blame me… right?

I turned the water all the way up on hot and slipped out of my clothes. The hot water burned my skin at first, but then it felt relaxing.

I have to finish this… and it has to be tonight… now we'll see… master or student… Krueger or Angel of Death… one of us will be gone for good after tonight…

I hit the wall with my fist as the hot water hit my hair. I hit the wall so hard that my nails broke the skin on my palm. The water and blood washed down in a pink liquid. I looked at my hand, my right hand, my glove hand. Four tiny cuts on the palm were healing before my eyes. Healing faster than normal.

Healed already… must be from my power… affecting the real world too…

I let my arms drop to my sides and just rested my head under the showerhead.

I'm scared… so scared… and I don't want to kill… or be killed…

I shut off the water and let the cold air wake me up a bit before I opened the shower door and grabbed my towel. I took my time tonight getting ready.

XxX

I don't really believe in god. What kind of creature would allow a demon like Krueger to ruin peoples' lives, especially if it had plenty of power to stop it? Well, I'd do what god didn't have the balls to do.

I got to my bed and stared at it like it was an ugly creature that would suck me up once I sat on it. I shook that stupid thought out of my head and sat down.

"Well, Medusa, here I go. If I wake up again then you're gonna get a nice fat mouse tomorrow, okay? If not… well, Jake knows a guy who's crazy about snakes."

She turned her head and looked at me through the glass. She stuck out her tongue and she sniffed the air, like she was saying good luck. I smirked a bit as I leaned back onto my pillow. Even though I didn't believe in god… actually, I did believe, I guess, I just don't like him that much. But whatever it is, I decided to pray as Jake had done earlier.

"As I lay me down to sleep… I pray the lord my soul to keep… and if I should die before I wake, I pray the lord my soul to take. Amen."

XxX

I'm just hunting for now… it won't be for a while still… a few hours… oh… greed. I sense lots of greed… Locker room set. Ready, match.

I spread my claws as I began my hunt. It was another girl, just a few years older than me. She was dressed very nicely, heels too. I laughed, despite myself. In all the horror movies, the girls with the heels tripped at the worst time and were killed. Unless she was extremely lucky, she'd most likely suffer the same fate.

I started forward and scratched the lockers.

Skrrreeeeeech--ekkk!

I heard her yelp, and guilt once more came to me, gripping my heart. I pushed it all away, I became vindicated, and I moved on.

I have to kill her… I have to kill her… I… I want to kill her…

I turned a corner and saw the girl trying to open a large, full size locker. I hit the lockers and made them all fall over. She yelped and started to back away.

"Sorry… but you sinned…" I said, stepping forward. In the classic horror movie fashion, she tripped backwards and hit her head on the tile wall.

Too easy… why did it have to be so easy?

I stood in front of her. I had to do this, but I didn't want to. I looked at my claws and down to her. I quickly stabbed her in the heart, making it quick and painless. Her soul floated out and I grabbed it, absorbing it. This time there was no pain, only the rush of power.

I stood as the room whirled around me. It spun, faster and faster, making me light headed. I fell to my knees and closed my eyes, holding my head until I thought it was safe to open them again.

Once I did open my eyes I saw nothing but white. I stood and saw that I was minus one glove. Further on I saw that I was in my pajamas, not my hunting clothes, and I looked human completely. I touched my ears to feel that they were normal, as were my teeth.

"There you are. Evening, Angelina Cline." I turned all the way around and saw a creature that looked half-angel, half-demon. It reminded me of that one of one those Japanese monster cards, what was it again? Yu-Gi-Oh I think. Oh well, that isn't important. The left side was like an angel in white, and the right side like a Goth in crimson. The hair was sandy blonde and it went past his/her knees. It was the most beautiful creature I had ever seen. There was no way to tell the gender, it was both a male and a female.

"Uh… good evening." I replied.

"I am your dream guide. My name is Paradox."

"Are you here for my decision?" I asked, stepping closer.

"Yes. It is time. If you choose to become a Dream Demoness, you shall gain all your rightful power that you have earned, and then more. You'll become a full demon, and sadly, your soul will be dammed for all eternity. If you choose to become a Dream Guardian, you'll gain a new power, but you'll also gain responsibilities. Your soul will be reborn, and repented."

"So now I choose, one or the other? I must admit… murder has become a bit addicting. But I have a purpose. I have to avenge all of Krueger's victims… and avenge myself."

"So…?"

"So… I have already decided. I decided earlier today. I'm tired of killing for no reason. I'm tired of Krueger using me. I'm tired of hurting innocent people who may have messed up once or twice. I choose… Dream Guardian." I sighed.

"Very good." Paradox smiled, "Then prepare yourself. First, we must release the souls of those you've killed."

"And how do we do that?"

"Well… it will hurt. A lot."

"I knew it would."

"Close your eyes." Paradox said, stepping closer, "It'll help, I promise."

I did as he/she said. I closed my eyes and tried to relax, but my heart was pounding way too fast.

I felt my chest tighten even more when I felt the smooth, cold skin touch my chest. Then burning pain hit me. I couldn't breathe. I felt power flow out of me, like blood from an open wound. My eyes opened to Paradox's serious face. He was completely focused.

I felt a gasp escape my throat. Paradox looked up to my face.

"Please, Angelina Cline, it hurts less when your eyes are closed."

I forced my eyes closed, but the pain didn't lessen that much. My heart was beating against my ribs. Finally after what seemed like an eternity, he/she pulled its hand out and I felt my legs buckle. Paradox caught me as my feet slipped. When I looked him/her in the face, it smiled.

"That… wasn't… so bad." I said, panting.

"I hate to break it to you, Angelina Cline, but that was only the beginning, and it gets much worse."

"Just call me Angel… and let's get this over with."

AS22: Ok, I just wanted to make sure you all know,I do not have the same feelings or attitudes as Angel. And if you want to find out how the fight between Guardian and Demon goes, please R&R