Afterlife Chapter 13 Attack on Midnight Pt. 1

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No One POV

Chase wondered aimlessly around on the campus grounds. He looked up at the clear night sky and hissed. The moon was mocking him. On a beautiful night like this, he found put that his group members did not trust him with the power of being a leader.

He mentally cursed that pretty boy Sean. How did a high school drop out become the leader of a top spy/assassin group?

Chase sat on the root of a tree and took a sip of his drink. He glanced up at the silvery moon. What a nice night to be betrayed. Suddenly a movement in the shadows caught his eye.

Iliana POV

Why Lord Thierry send me to spy on the night world brats I have no idea. All I know is I, a weak Witch Child, has to go spy on them, tough ass-kicking night creatures with brainy soulmates.

Anyway, I transported myself to the outermost corner of the school grounds. It was the dead of the night and no one was around. Suddenly, I smelled blood. The sickening thick metallic smell of blood. I started choking and gasping for breath. This smell brought back so much memories of war and destruction of the apocalypse. I wish I could leave.

A slight movement near the root of the tree caught my eye. I turned. The smell was coming from the tree! I slowly advanced forward with a ball of light in my hands.

As I reached the tree stump, I glanced around. Nobody was there. Odd, I swore I saw something.

Something behind me fell and smashed.

Chase POV

I leaped up into a tree just as the stranger came near the stump. It was a witch. A beautiful witch in fact. She had long blonde hair that framed her delicate face. Her eyes gleamed a bright violet as her orb of light lit up he face. She glanced around as if looking for something.

My mouth curled into a smirk as a thought pops into my head. I dropped my wine glass. Some witch blood would be real nice tonight.

General POV

Chase leaped down from his hiding place. He landed softly and quietly, smirking dangerously. He whispered softly into Illiana's ear. "Why hello there."

Illiana turned around and looked straight into a set of deep blue eyes. Beautiful blue eyes. She stuttered, 'Wh-wh-what the hell?"

Chase simply smiled and twirled a piece of Illiana's silk like hair on his finger. "Is that how you greet you admirer?"

Illiana can only stare. This guy infront of him was gorgeous. He had silvery blonde hair that shone in the moonlight. He was like an angel.

Chase smirked. This was too easy. He expected some sort of reaction. He guess that this little pretty witch was just a fangirl after all.

Chase leaned in and bared his fangs.

LINE BREAK

Mary Lynette sighed. The first day they were here they got into a fight. This was definitely a perfect start. She sat down on her bed and stared out the window. It was beautiful full moon tonight. The silvery light of the moon lit up Mary Lynette's dark room. She stared some more before getting up suddenly. It was a dark night. A perfect night for star gazing.

Mary Lynette ran into her living room. She dug around the piles of boxes and found what she was looking for. It was the biggest pair binoculars Lord Thierry allowed her to bring. With her binoculars in hand, Mary Lynette ran out of the girl's dorms and onto the deserted school grounds. She choose a spot on a big ash tree (see what I did there? ;). Carefully, she lifted the binoculars to her eyes. It was an amazing sight. The stars were so bright that they look like, like, diamonds in the night sky (ahahaha, an allusion! I just learned about them!). She spots Jupiter somewhere in the west and Saturn in the southeast. Mary Lynette could have cried.

While Mary Lynette stared at the wonders of the sky, she heard a distant yelp. The hairs on the back of her neck stood up. That yelp sounded scared. It sounded so, so familiar.

Mary Lynette ran quickly towards the sound. She came to a stop a few feet away from a tree. Before the tree stood two figure. One of them was female. She was hidden by the shadows. A person was leaning over her body. It was male with pale silvery hair. Maybe it was the hair that gave him away. Or, maybe it was the uniform. But Mary Lynette knew that hair. It was the hair of one of the jocks. It was Chase.

Mary Lynette gulped. She backed away quietly but quickly. She had to go get help. When Mary Lynette was far away, she cried, "HELP! SOMEONE! CHASE WEST IS MURDERING SOMEONE!"

LINE BREAK

Jez was trying to get Morgead to come out. He has been sulking in his room ever since she joked with him. "Since when did Morgead take jokes seriously?" Jez muttered to herself.

She knocked some more before giving up. She yelled loudly, "Fine! Ugh you son of a bitch!"

Jez turned on her heels and walked away. If Morgead didn't want an apology then so. Be. It. Jez was not going to beg on her knees for HIS forgiveness.

She reached The Basement and slumped down on the couch. She mentally cursed Lord Thierry for sending her to this goddamned school. She was the wild and fierce Jez Redfern. She didn't need school. A voice broke into her thoughts. Jez looked up and saw Galen standing in front of her. She muttered a weary, "What."

Galen grinned. He sat down on the couch and sighed. "Life is good. Life is VERY good."

Jez threw a lamp at him. She exploded into a tantrum. "GOOD? YOU CALL THIS DUMP GOOD? WELL MR. I'M SO AWESOME, I HATE THIS PLACE!" Jez marched off into her room leaving a speechless Galen on the couch.

Galen can only sigh. Some people, his soulmate included, did not understand the beauty of school and education. They did not understand the giddiness he feels about being the principal's hero. Ahhhhhh, yes, life was good. Very good.

Galen stretched out on the couch. The Basement wasn't a bit as bad as everyone says. In fact, it's quite nice. It was the same quality of his own room. As he stared, Galen heard a shriek. It was Mary Lynette's.

LINE BREAK

Ash was working out in the school gym. It was midnight and and the school was eerily silent. He puts down the 40 pound dumbbells he's been using. It may be a quiet night but he can feel the danger in the air.

Ash wiped his sweaty (do vamps sweat?) forehead on his towel. He was ready to leave the gym when he heard a scream. It was his Mare's.

Author's notes

Hey! I am now much more motivated to write! I hope that any new (and silent) readers will start to like this story and please review! I think I'm getting better at cliff hangers! :)

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