Chapter One

My body ached with pain as I was throw in a boiling pot of water, and then gridded by a cheese grater. When I walked, a hundred needles seemed to be  stuck in my legs the way they pricked. I limped into the kitchen to see my mother standing over a table, and looking at me with ashamed face. She gestured for me to come, so she could clean my wounds. I made it half way then I tumbled into the wooden table it caused excruciating pain too shoot threw my body. I groaned as I pushed myself off of the table to climb on top of it. I scrambled to the top of the table with the legs of the table screeching from barring my weight.

She pulled out dark mushy cream from a hidden draw in the table. I sucked in a sharp take of air, because she was going to put it on my lashed back. I imagined it to fell like a relief to my back, but I knew in reality it wasn't. “Nana no” I managed to say out loud even though it sounded like a whisper “That cream is so rare, and I don't want you to waste it on me...” I kept on rambling but she interrupted me “hush child your worth it.” She smiled down upon me with great love. I felt warmth wash over me. She pushed my shirt up to reveal my newly lashed back. Her face turned into a scowl as she looked at my back. Immediately when she looked down at me the love and warmth I felt vanished “Who did this?” Nana asked with such grace but also with a edge of darkness. She has been like that since the supernaturals killed my brother and father. “Flames” I replied.

She caressed the burnt part of the lash. She carefully took her hands off my back, and stuck her old wrinkled fingers in the cream. She whipped it over my back with such ease. I bit my lip trying not to let a whimper fall out. It felt like fires of hell was swallowing me alive. While she was massaging my back she murmured soft heart felt words to comfort me. I felt her hands lift off of my back relieving the pressure. I looked at her as she took out a wrap out of her front pocket. “Come on child do a little work, and lean up for me.” I pushed my self off of the old table with my shirt in my mouth. She opened the wrap with no struggle, or fear that she was going to rip it. She put the start of it under my armpits, and sensitively wrapped it around my torso.

“There you're all better child” she smiled. I slowly crept of the creaky table. I stumbled trying to find my balance on the floor, but I soon found it. I walked slowly to the living room gripping things on the walls to keep myself from falling. I let go of the old lacquered chair leaning against the wall to reach for another one, but failed to reach it. I smashed to the floor. I groaned in pain as my back came in contact with the floor. “Nana?” I half whispered. I heard bones crack, and someone fall to the floor. It sounded like a tree fell in the middle of a forest. It hit me the sound was Nana. There were supernaturals in the house. “Nana!” I cried in panic. Two tall guys about my age walked around the corner. “Did you see how she fell!” the guy on the left half yelled. I scooted back hoping they wouldn't see me. The other one laughed enjoyment from the death of Nana. “Wow, look at that girl in the corner.” He looked at me with such cruelness in his eye.

They walked closer to me. “Don't be scared” The guy on the right cooed at me. “Trey look she is cowering” the guy on the right said. They had this horrid stench like they haven't took a shower in months. They had unshaved faces you could see stubble on their chins. Up close I could tell that they were a Flame. They had this firey look in their eye like they could take over the world in one short minute. Trey picked me up, and slammed me against the wall. I felt my lash hit the wall. I felt excruciating pain shoot threw my body. It was like I was just stabbed by a hundred swords. I felt a gooey liquid in my mouth. I coughed up blood on my shirt. It was almost gooey as the cream. “Are you hurt on your back little girl.” Trey said, “Leo rip the back of her shirt off and see.” Leo smiled.

Trey threw me done, and put his foot on my back. I let a cry of pain escape my mouth. They both laughed as they were destroying my back. Leo bent down, and ripped the back of my shirt leaving my skin bare as a rock. “Aw someone came in contact with another one of us didn't she?” Trey said laughing at his own joke he made. He kicked me in the side of my ribcage. I felt a single tear fall down my face. This was it I thought I'm going to die here. “Trey that's enough” Leo said calmly. Trey turned, and looked at him with this look in his eye like no one can talk down to him. “I mean seriously she is just a mistake in this world there is no reason to kill her now why not just let her suffer.” Trey smiled, “good thinking.” Trey kicked me once more In the side of my rib before walking out of the door.

I gasped in a sharp intake of air. I felt horrible like someone just killed my puppy, but instead they killed my Nana. I leaned up to have my back leaning on the old molding walls of the house. Thoughts flooded my mind like: what if they come back, should I leave? I gasped in air trying to sort my thoughts. I tried to ignore them. I huffed, and lose hair on my face flew up then came back down to meet my forehead. I slowly pushed my self off of the ground. I staggered down the dusty hallways. They seemed dark, and bleak. It was like every source of evil would just live in this one hallway. I froze in a mid limp I could of sworn that there was a dark figure running across the hallway wall. 'It's just my imagination' ,I thought ',it has to be.' I felt a cold chill run down my spine. I felt alone like everyone in the world was against me.

I limped into my bedroom. I sunk down the wall exhausted from beating that I got.

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Text: Taryn Owens
Images: Google
Editing: Taryn Owens
Translation: Taryn Owens
Publication Date: 06-24-2013

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Dedication:
I dedicate this to people who said I shouldn't throw away my work