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Rated: 13+ · Short Story · Young Adult · #2013065
Emerence has been running since she was 10 why? you'll find out….
Prologue
"I'm dead, so kill me…"
Oh.My.God! He…he's here…hands…his hands…around my neck…choking me…I scream silently…
This is my life…
So I'm 18 and I'm a runner. Basically I run away as soon as people get suspicious about who I am (Or what I am) I'm called Emerence Darkora-Chaster. I have black hair that cascades down in soft curls to my waist (when its been dryer with the hair-dryer and then curled with the straighteners) and green eyes, that shine at night. Don't know why. My surnames mean something. Darkora was my mothers surname. She was a werewolf. She had blue eyes, that looked like the sea, blonde hair, that did cascade down to her waist even if she left it to dry and was lighter then the sun. She was called Kaidence. Chaster was my fathers surname. He was a warlock. He had hazel eyes, it was like looking into autumn. Black hair, that shined whenever there was the sun or moon out. Someone turned him into a vampire… He was called Emerson. When my father went to work on day, when my brothers were 5. My father never turned up and he disappeared without a trace. 5 years later he came home, a Vampire, and the first words he said to my mother were 'Te amo, Kaidence.'
8 years later and then I'm born. Half-Vampire. Half-Werewolf. Oh and my dad's magic. Now NOBODY thought it was possible but it is. People from my side of the world call me a Half-Breed. I hate it, you might as well call me a bitch (I can be, of course) to me it's swearing and I can't stand how they pronounce it. certain people will kill me (in the end) because they think I'm dangerous. No. I'm not. I act it. I wish there was someone, like me, that understands what I'm going through. (Well there is. I don't know if he's alive) He's called Matthew Ashworth. He's the only...Half-Breed…I know of. He's half-Vampire. Half-Warlock. We met when I was 12 (he was 15) in Paris, France, in front of the Eiffel Tower funnily enough. I miss him to be honest.
Right, brothers next. Kosan and Kaidan. Well they're identical. They both have hazel eyes, like my father, and blond hair, like my mothers, but theirs is almost white.
Kosan, the most evil of the 2, ran away when he turned 15 and then became the leader of the people that want me dead. They have tried nearly 5 times now, but I run just as soon as I find out the date of my 'Death.'
Kaidan, the less evil of the 2, ran away with me and has been helping me hide since I was 10. Now I'm 18. I have nightmares every night and I'm sick of them. I have them because it's my 'gift' and because I'm a chaster (the rarest type of witch/warlock) Every witch/warlock (not just a Chaster) gets a gift, like for example: seeing the future, the past, reading minds, seeing peoples last moments on earth (1 of mine) and if I touch someone with a 'gift' I can make a 'copy' of their power and use it against them. Pretty cool, huh?
It does drive me insane when I can't help people and when I hug someone with a gift…oh well…
Before when I talked about my parents I said 'was' instead of 'is' well my parents died the day I turned 10. Yeah. Way to spend my birthday! They kept me a secret but secrets don't last forever, do they?

Chapter One
Running. Running from…I honestly don't know who…just some guy wearing long black cloak. He's gaining up on me! I see his face. 'Kosan? Kosan!' I shout but he doesn't hear me...I…can't…run…any…faster…
"Emerence. Emerence Darkora-Chaster!"
I cringe and snap back to reality.
"Huh? What do you want?" I snap. I quickly put my hands to my mouth. Too late.
"Excuse me?" the teacher, who's name I've forgotten, gasps.
"Oh shit… I'll be in the corridor. Again." I guess.
"Right you are. Off you go." She scolds.
I bend over and grab my bag. I shove my art and english books in it. I stand up and walk slowly to the door. I've been at this school a year now and no one knows me, which is good, I guess ( no one remembers me) but it kinda sucks being alone with only an annoying brother to live with…but that's how it has to be. I open the door, walk through, and let it close behind. I don't hear it shut. I turn around to investigate and there right in front is a guy, smiling at me. I turn around and see no one behind. 'What the hell can he be smiling at?' I think
"Not you, of course. The teacher who has no name." He chuckles.
I stare at him, jaw touching the floor. "Wait! What's your name?" I demand.
He smiles still. "Matthew. Yours is Emerence."
My jaws still touching the floor. "Matthew. Oh. My. God! No way!" I smile. I know Matthew, maybe more than I know myself. He has blue eyes, that look like ice, and light brown hair. His gift is reading minds. He can read your deepest and darkest secrets. It's a pretty cool gift to be honest but it can give you a massive headache. (I also have this gift...)
I put my arms around his waist and hug him. I let my head rest on his left shoulder. At first Matthew nearly pulls me away but then he pulls me closer, like he doesn't want to let me go. I feel tears start to fall. "Matthew?-" I say in a quiet voice. I look at him and he nods. "-Never. Ever. Leave me alone again. Promise me."
"Em. I promise, I promise I will never leave you, okay?" He kisses my forehead.
Suddenly my head feels like its on fire and I fall to my knees, Matthew keeps his his hands on me. He rubs my back as my hands grab my head and I scream. I see images flashing quickly in my head, then I see white, which fades to black. 'A Darkness is coming. A Darkness...is coming. A Darkness...' My mind whispers.

Chapter Two
Darkness. Always. Run. My mind shouts. My legs don't move. I am caught. Caught by people. People that kill Half-Breeds. I scream as they come closer. I fall...
"Em! Emerence! Wake up, you're dreaming." I feel my shoulders shaking. I open my eyes and see a face I recognise, looking at me, worryingly.
"Matthew? Oh, my, god...I saw..." Tears start forming in my eyes. I sit up, slowly, and look around the room. I'm sat on a black leather sofa, over to my left is a fireplace-usued- over to my right is the staircase and in front is the massive T.V that every male has to have. "Where am I?" I ask.
"At mine. Don't tell me about the nightmare. I know." He taps the side of his head.
"Okay and I figured. I know you can't help it. Where's Kaidan? I know he's here."
Matthew laughs. "He's here. In my kitchen doing God knows what..."
I groan. "Oh. God! Kaidan Bailey Darkora-Chaster get out of that kitchen!" I shout.
"I'm cooking, Emer." He shouts back. "And don't use my full name, Emerence Kaidence Darkora-Chaster." i can tell he's smiling.
I sigh. " It don't bother me and you cannot cook, remember." I roll my eyes.
Kaidan appears in the doorway. "Whatever, Emer. And I can cook."
My brother is meant to be 36 years old. (Ha so old...) But I turned him when I was 11 and now he's stuck as a 27 year old. Forever...
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