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Chapter 4

-Sacrifices and Lies-

I looked at him as if he was crazy"Yea right, like I would be apart whatever fiction cult bullshit you have going on here, you freak," I replied, crossing my arms.

The sun was beginning to go down, giving me an eerie feeling. The wind blew slightly, causing me to shiver, and making me reconsider wearing this jean skirt.

Isaih looked at me"Fiction bullshit huh, how do you even know about this place, if you've never even been here to be around it?" he asked, folding his arms, obviously he was getting angry with me, and for the record, I didn't give a shit.

I looked away from the corn stalks, which seemed to be talking to me, which was insane since corn couldn't talk, and turned to him"It's fiction bullshit because you don't even have sane rules around here, I mean, what's the deal in killing off the adults, hm, what'd they ever do to you to deserve to be punished?" I asked, wanting to know all the answers of this place, after all, they were planning to kill off my parents, and even possibly me.

Isaih sighed, annoyed with me and the fact that I didn't understand their ways, oh, but that will change, Isaih knew."We kill the adults because of our own reasons, and an outlander like you doesn't have any business in it anyways, so just be quiet, and watch as your parents become taken to Him," he replied, narrowing his eyes.

Just then, a girl who looked about Malissa's age with long flowing beautiful blonde hair and dark brown eyes, almost black, appeared, with Mary by her side, along with a small boy who had similar facial features as the blonde girl, so Malissa assumed that the little boy was her brother. The blonde girl was wearing a pair of blue jeans with a white frilly top, her hair was down and some of her hair covered her left eye.

There, standing behind the blonde girl, were my parents, healthy looking without a scratch on them. I wondered what could've happened in the amount of time that me and my parents were seperated, they looked possitively fine.

Isaih smiled at the blonde girl as she came towards him in the dirt circle. The blonde girl then looked at me, a small tight smile on her face"You must be the girl everyone's talking about, Malissa, right?" she asked, raising an eyebrow, my parents didn't acknowledge me, they didn't even look at me.

I raised an eyebrow"Who wants to know?" I asked, in a voice that didn't sound like my own, I could feel that I was beginning to lose feet, but this girl was very intimidating, espeicially her eyes, something about them made me shiver.

The blonde girl chuckled slightly"Well, to be honest, everyone wants to know." and as if on cue, kids all shapes and sizes came pouring out of the clearance that her parents, Mary, and the girl had just come out of, they were whispering and chattering as they walked in"QUIET?" The blonde girl yelled.

All fell as silent as the night"Sit." the girl simply said. I looked behind her and noticed everyone sit down in unison, what kind of power did she hold over these kids, mind power?

I looked back up at the blonde girl, then at my parents"Mom?Dad? What happened?" I asked, considering they had still not acknowledged her existance. The blonde girl smiled"They choose not to hear you for reasons your little mind wouldn't understand," she said coldly, dropping her smile and narrowing her eyes"Mary, get the post ready," she ordered.

Mary nodded once and her and a teenage boy with skater looking sandy blonde hair with green eyes, went over to the closest scare crow post. Mary had taken a bottle of what looked like water in a small lilac colored container. It must've been holy water, because I noticed that she was flinging it on the post like they do in the Christian movies.

I turned back to the girl"What is your name?" I asked. The girl looked at me normally"My name is Jusiah, I am the leader of the children, and I am The Giver Of His Word, anything you say or do, from now on, shall be monitored by the Lord, and he will tell me, so, while you stay here, watch every corner, every building, and every blade of grass and corn stalk, for He, sees everything." she explained as Mary and the skater looking guy finished drenching the crow post with holy water.

I raised both eyebrows"You expect me to believe this bull?" I asked, folding my arms, my confidence coming back just as quickly as it had left. Jusiah sneered"No, I don't expect you to do anything around here, but, I am giving you a choice wether or not you want to continue this attitude, or else, the people who have been ordered to take care of you over the years, will be sacrificed, and we don't want that, do we?" she asked, her face becoming dark.

I was confused, ordered to take care of me, what did that mean, I had to ask"What do you mean, 'ordered to take care of me', they're my parents," I replied. My parents finally turned my way, but neither said a word"Haven't you ever questioned why your personality is nothing like theirs?Hm?" Jusiah asked, raising both eyebrows for affect.

I thought about it a moment, I was more independant then they were, they always acted like everything in the world was perfect, of coarse untill we got here that is, and I always thought the world was a total snore"What are you saying?" I asked, I was completely confused and when I was confused, I need answers to the reasons that had gotten me confused.

Jusiah sighed slightly as Mary resumed her position next to her, the little boy was sucking his thumb, looking up at me with haunted, frightened eyes that told me he didn't want to be here as much as I did"These people aren't your real parents, Malissa, you were in a fatal accident when you were younger and were ordered to put in an electric chair, causing you to forget your real parents," she started to explain.

I blinked, so much information to keep in one person's mind, but I knew that that was not all of it"So, then, I'm not Malachai's sister?" I questioned. Jusiah shook her head slowly"But, you are his niece, your real mother was Malachai's actual sister and her husband, they were both killed in the accident," she continued.

I raised an eyebrow"So, wait, what kind of accident? A car accident? What?" I fired my questions like a B B gun, one after the other, wanting more. Jusiah smiled"I like your curiosity, the accident wasn't a car accident like everyone experiences, it was an accident that was held here in Gatlin, a far worse accident that may make you wish it was a car accident," she replied.

I rolled my eyes"What accident could possibly happen here in this little place called Gatlin?" I asked, folding my arms, as I made that move, I remembered my IPod and the charger, my hand had moved across it'At least I have some form of entertainment when this is all over,' I thought."You'd be surprised how many accidents occur in this town, espeicially when my uncle was running this God forsaken dump," Jusiah replied.

I scrunched my eyebrows together"What kind of accident was I in?" I pursued, she kept avoiding the question, although, I couldn't help wonder who her uncle could possibly be."Unexplained accidents, adults being killed left and right, knives through their aching hearts, poisoned with their morning coffee, of coarse, you and your parents didn't have an accident like that, your parents were sacrificed five years after my uncle was first put into his tragic coma, the leader back then was named Micah," she explained.

I raised both eyebrows"What kind of sacrifice?" I wondered aloud, of coarse, everyone heard me. Jusiah was happy to answer"The sacrifice that everyone gets when they turn the ripe age of eighteen, your parents had you when they were both seventeen, which is custom, how else are we to reproduce," she continued."Your parents didn't get a chance to turn eighteen, for they had sinned, they had fallen in love with one another after giving birth to you, never realizing it until the moment they both saw what they had created."

I listened attentively, even though in the back of my mind I though it was all a bunch of crap, but, Jusiah continued anyways"Your parents I'd say had the most tragic sacrifice anyone had ever seen, you see, because after they were put on the posts and tied down and everything, the straw on the post beneath their feet had both caught on fire at exactly the same time, burning them instantly, the only bad thing was, your father had you around his shoulder in a blanket."

I blinked, urging her to continue, for me, this was more like a tall tale about witches and junk"After your parents were burned to ashes, and everyone had gone back to their original chores, a girl came and found you sleeping on the ground by where your father had been burned, the girl took you to Micah immedietly, who suggested that you be put in a harmless electrical chair, that only erased your memory of your parents, it didn't take long, as you were only a small baby." Jusiah continued.

"Once Micah was finished erasing the memories, he found a couple of outlanders and they made him promise to keep them alive if they succeeded in this task of raising you until you were old enough to come back to Gatlin, which is where your uncle stayed for most of his teen life, until he, too, was killed. Our uncles didn't like eachother very well, your uncle thought mine's authority and his decisions weren't good enough, so, my uncle killed him, by dislocating his neck in at least three places, causing him to black out and cease no more," Jusiah sighed, running out of air from talking so long"That is all the information I know about you." she concluded"Besides the fact that you are supposed to be here, it is only right that two people, who's uncles hated eachother, should be united and rule Gatlin forever."

I blinked, taking in all this information"So, who's your uncle?" I asked, it was the only question that could come to mind, she basicly covered everything else.

Jusiah smiled, looking down at the little boy"By the way, this is my little brother, he looks more like my uncle then anyone else in our family, I got my uncles personality, I see you've got yours," she replied instead, then sighed"To answer your question, my uncle was Isaac Chroner, the very first leader ever in Gatlin, he is the one who organized all of this," she added.

I raised both eyebrows"Oh please, what kind of an organization is this? Chucky's minions?" I replied. Jusiah only stared at her blankly"This happens to be the town of Gatlin, whether you like it or not...you belong in this town more then the rest of these people, of coarse, while I belong in this town more then you, simply by genetics and...other things," she answered.

I sighed"So, where's your uncle now, he pulle dout of coma at least didn't he?" I asked, trying to keep the conversation flowing, I had to stall, I didn't want to see my adopted parents be taken away from me, but I knew I had no say in the matter...or did I? If my uncle could, why not me?

"I don't know where my uncle is, possibly dead, possibly in another coma, no one knows for sure, but I do know, that only one person knows for sure, and that, my new friend, is my little brother, too bad he doesn't talk, right?" she smirked, taking her brother's hand"By the way, his name is Issac, after his uncle of coarse, it only seemed fit," she added.

I sighed, all this information hadn't hit her yet, she was wirring with confusion, her mind was about to explode, she finally had to ask the question that had been on everyone in Gatlin's mind"So, when are you sacrificing my par-- my adopted parents?" I asked, the sentence felt lodged in my throat, I had to swallow the lump that had formed after I asked.

Jusiah smirked"When the time comes, my new friend, when the time comes," she replied, petting Issac's hair by pushing it back. Issac's stare hadn't left me, his cold eyes seemed to be searching my brain for any information or anything, that would satisfy his tranfixed stare.

I shuddered at his stare and looked around at all the children looking at me, some were filled with envy after learning that I would be beside their leader, others filled with curiousity, wondering what kind of person I would be, and what kind of person I already was, but, I did know one thing, I definetly didn't want to stay here untill I turned eighteen, one reason was, I was already seventeen!

A/N: Sorry it took me so long to update, I'm currently looking into and reading Harvest Moon fanfictions, they're pretty cool, but anyways, I hope you enjoy this chapter as much as I enjoyed writing it Please review if you did like it! I want to know everyone's opinion! Peace!