Tinted Heart

eam she had last night. Summer had been bugging her all day to tell her about her dream, but Phoebe

n the forest being chased by those men?" And who were those men? And why are they hell-bent on kill

fe; even when she drink blood from willing humans, she had never crossed the line by killing any of them;

and the drawing... it still appears in her mind no matter how much she tried to shake it

lor of the dress she wore in

that the teacher had gone far with his explanation.

topic to me when we're back to our room or mayb

d pen and started writing down

Phoebe," Su

ng two seats behind her. "What's he talking about

she wasn't also listening," Phoebe thought

really concentrating;

hen dose monsters and ghosts were lurking at every corner, so she decided to go look for her. Aft

used her dark powers. What compelled her to use her dark powers? Though she kept it to her

ring in the air; it was faint but she could manage, and s

re is still no sign of Mira anywhere. Phoebe became even more anxious as time passed

ponse; she checked every inch of that place, but there was

llable of the spell, the door closed, and

houlder bone. She looked up to see who or what had tossed her like a weightless dull. Her eyes fell on a g

protective shield around herself, buying her time to gain some strength, but it

ad news. She had short dark hair and dark eyes that held no emotion, an

penetrate through it as if it were butter. Phoebe's heart almost le

, taken aback by wh

sen ones, pathetic," she scoffed, clea

so strong that it even pushed Phoebe a few steps away. Phoebe smirked while dusting her palm for a job well done

ever used so much power before, so how come it... didn't wo

nd, and instantly Phoebe felt a focus throw her towards the stage. Phoebe coughed out a mouthf

oebe. "Honestly, I thought that you would be a challenge, but not all

out, and her eyes turned blood red; she immediately went on a fighting spr

edicine; fuck spells, I'll deal with yo

rds her like a predictor going for a kill, but before she could hit her, she ro

owing another punch toward her. She effortlessly dodged Phoebe's attack, taking a few step

knew that she wouldn't be able to keep this up for long; she could have just cas

and that she wasn't pathetic. She gave the fight her all; she knew she wasn't getting the upper

ed in her blood. She didn't hav

have the strengt

you couldn't even deliver a single blow, but I still enjoyed beating you up like a child, but you know, all good things mu

u," Phoe

hat tears welled up in her eyes, and damn

me tell you something for free: your pride will lead you to an early grave. "You shou

e thought they would turn to dust, but she tried n

e asked, buying h

s, lycans who intrude on ou

ho assigned you to do what you do?" an

d curses. It belongs to the sorcerers but was stolen by a witch; in the wrong hands, it can cause great destruction. You, demons, are destroyers and cruel creatures that will kill living beings without any remorse. We found out that the grimoire is in your possession; if the dark wit

knew that what she said was true, but she kept shaking i

." She raised the dagger aimed at Phoebe's chest, but Phoebe quickly used her hand to block the attack. She cr

the dagger, multiple times in multiple locations, on and on, till she was sure that she was dead. Seeing the blood f

k on her face. Phoebe looked at her palm and dress and how soiled they were. She threw the dagger away and crawled away from t

urdered someone with her own two hands. She started recalling all the words the girl said before her d

as a demon as well as a murderer; she hugged herself as she cried he

familiar yet strong and dark presence in the room. Her mind suddenly thought of a particular person, but s

to a particular memory, "especially not after you killed my sister." Phoebe didn't need a prophet

he said calmly, taking

t that his expression was calm didn't

soon becoming empty. Her body began shaking uncontrollably with fear as she saw this, and as more t

d now, I wouldn't have seen myself being chased by this

s encounter, but she couldn't shake the feeling that came when she loo

n, he yanked her up by the hair and threw her roughly to the ground, Phoebe cried in pain

couldn't keep up with his pace as her b

of her stomach; her vision became blurry due to the amount of blood she had lost; her

mon?" he said, raising the dagg

ermine her fate. But her eyes snapped open when she heard a loud bang fro

um