Number One On The List

Eclipse

The Eclipse was approaching and that meant that our beasts couldn't be contained like normal. This time was different. I knew she wouldn't be able to stop herself once she started the killing. This was a dangerous place for her to be this fucking enraged. Especially with this asshole dickwad. We all had a hand on her, trying to pull her away from his reach. Her grasp was close a few times of trying to claw at him. Her beast was being unleashed and it was one of the most dangerous things we can do. Wynrie runs inside the school bathroom and hid. I know how much I've fucked up, but it was for her safety that she hid in the bathroom. I know she can't see it that way quite yet.

She decided to go to her locker and get her stuff so she can head home for the day. She noticed she was not alone when she got there (not surprising).  Candee Silims, one of the most dramatic girls in the entire school approaches me. She knew what she was about to start babbling about this time.  "You did know she went to the basement, right? It was completely obvy. Of course not because your not one of MY kind. Your one of THOSE freaks. The ones who can only read futures and practice black magic. Those who claim to be Angels and Witches. Hahaha! I need your help, this minute.  I need you to get Embrielle to come see me.  With your black magic skills," Candee said. 

She stood there incredibly annoyed and shot back," Son of a bitch,  if you want kiss her just say it. I don't judge. Besides, I already know. Fucking stupid cocksucker! Fine.  I'll help you get your lil girlfriend." She didn't look the least bit surprised at her words (which again, wasn't a surprise). She came closer to her and grabbed her hand,  squeezing it in a friendly way. A very aggressive friend sort of way. She was dealing our deal the way humans had. At least the ones who knew about US.

Shirley had went to Zeb. "Zeb, how could you? Really?! Here I thought you had finally become man enough to not hit the girls.  Tsk, tsk, tsk. Baby boy,  your a bitch.  You gotta hit them women just to get it up and feel like a man. You need some professional help here." He seemed to grow angrier at her choice of words. Zeb turned to hit her and stopped himself because in his eyes, she wasn't worth it. He turned and went to deal with his problem.Wynrie. Daemon knew it and was going to follow him at a safe distance. Shirley knew it too and intended to follow Daemon. I watched as Wynrie had come out of the bathroom and was slowly walking down the hallway towards nothing in particular. She had been flashing her colored tongue ring for a few minutes now though.

Daemon was clearly angry and he went over to Wynrie, grabbed her and took off. Quicker than the Flash. Wynrie cried out as soon as they hit their destination, the basement. "Ow! Daemon, your hurting me.  Stop! What's wrong with you," Wynrie cried. He had a scowl on his face and sad eyes when he looked at her. He despised having been rough with handling her, but he needed to make sure she was safe. He knew what was approaching her. "Hey guys.  What're you doing in here? Hiding from..." Finn Jax said. Finn was a fit guy who worked out and often looked kinda attractive. He had a sexiness to him. One only few noticed. Wynrie had been one of those people."We're trying to have a private conversation, Finn.  Do you mind," Wynrie said. Daemon stood with a smirk on his face. A surprised, happy smirk. He couldn't believe she had said those words, but he was amazed with how well she did it.

Shirley was walking around the school like a prissy princess and I knew she was looking for Daemon. "Don't bother looking for him Shirley, there's no use.  Leave him be, " I said.  She didn't say anything to me. Just walked to her locker and started to get her things together. I hoped she left well enough alone,  but I knew her so I knew that would be asking too much. Wynrie was becoming anxious and she hated it. "Can we get this over with. Whatever it is. I don't like being anxious too long. It hurts.. Physically. If you want to know what "special talents" I have I can just show you," she said.

Angelic and Demonic forces worked their magic as always. Then again, playing with witchcraft was the thing to start riling things up a bit. Wynrie had been practicing witchcraft for a long time now and she enjoyed the things she'd done before. He was thinking about the last female I'd taken when I started staring at her. She could feel his eyes trying to de-clothe her. "Stop staring at me as if I were some kind of food or exhibit," she said. He came closer to her and she began to feel the adrenaline kick in. He sensed that she would begin beating his ass. The air began to get colder the closer he got.  Her voice hitched and she gasped sharply. He noticed her reaction and continue to come closer. She suffered,  letting the cold overtake her. She refused to cry out like some little bitch. She felt her piercings freeze over.  It was incredibly painful.