"Ryan can you hear me?" Kara screams at my unconscious body.
"Ryan. Wake. The hell. Up!"
I stand in a ring of darkness wanting to wake up, but it seems I'm stuck. I can't move, all I can do is look around into the vast nothingness that devours everything in sight.
"Beautiful, isn't it?" The darkness asks.
"No matter what you throw at it, the darkness always devours it."
"Every thought, every word, every action. Eaten. Only to make the darkness bigger." A part of the darkness starts to shape and form into a human figure. I can see the arms and legs mold and the head become constructed. Crackling sounds of what seem like bone being made echos through the air, and finally the creation is made. My body is shaking and my thoughts are shooting around my brain as it decides wither it'll be fight or flight.
"Who...who are you?" I finally ask.
"Who am I?" He says back. His arms rises from his sides and he points around.
"I'm this! The darkness. The nothingness. The thing in your closet. The reason kids need a nightlight to sleep." He has a sinister grin on his face, but it quickly fades. Replace by a questioning look.
"The real question is who are you?" "Who is it staring right back through that mirror staring at your soul. Your horribly tainted soul." He says digging his finger into my chest.
"A soul that's so tainted, that I was sent to clean it." He says with yet another sinful grin.
"How would you do that exactly?" I say with a crackle in my throat.
He raises his hand that immediately sets a-blaze. "I have my ways."
Smiling that sinister grin his eyes lock onto mine as he begins to walk towards me. I begin to scoot backwards retreating from the shadow with the fiery hand.
"Fire." He says looking at his hand almost admiring his ability. "It's just like the dark. It destroys. It consumes. It creates. But it's creation is always chaos.
Just.
Like.
The darkness."
Kara's voice shoots through the air once more shaking the ground, extinguishing his hand giving me a chance to run.
"You can run all you want boy. But you never outrun the darkness!" He shouts.
I just keep running looking back once, then swinging my head around just to watch me slam into the brick wall of the silhouette man, landing on the ground with a hard thud.
"Why run? I mean I just got done telling you that I am everywhere and anywhere and you think you can outrun me?! He says letting out a Fat-Man chuckle.
He grabs my shirt and cocks his fiery punch behind his head. I see a sliver of light shine from the sky, and a voice erupts through the darkness.
"RYAN, WAKE UP!" Kara's voice breaks through.
I am woken up instantly to the brutal slaps from Kara. Feeling my cheeks tingle from the pain I grab her arms and call her name.
"KARA! I'm awake!" I say in terror from both the hellish dream, and the rigorous slaps.
Kara belly flops onto me and hugs the breath out of my lungs. I begin to feel parts of my chest become wet where Kara's eyes would be.
"You wouldn't wake up." She says in a low voice broken by heavy breaths and tears.
I look over at the clock to see the time. It reads half past three. I normally wake up at seven sharp.
"Y...You kept talking in a language that I've never-heard before. Like Latin or something!" She says hugging me tighter.
"Kara, I'm okay. I'm just as freaked out as you are." I say hugging her tight.
"Did you go to school today?" I ask.
"Yes, when i woke up you have a fever beyond belief so I left you to sleep. But when I didn't hear from you. I left, and i found you hotter than Satan's armpit shouting and screaming gibberish." Her eyes are bloodshot from crying.
I wipe her eyes gently with my thumb removing the unwanted tears.
"I'm okay." I state finally.
"I'm just happy you're okay" she says burying her head into my chest once more.
All I do is embrace her hugs and wrap her tight, trying to calm her down.
"Soooo hotter than Satan's armpit huh?" I ask with a smirk.
"Don't question my words you dork." She says kissing my forehead. "The fevers gone." She gets off of me and wipes her tears from her gorgeous brown eyes. Her darkened hair just seems to glow from the light of the sun. Her cheeks still looking cute and plush. She's average height and skinny but all around beautiful and I can't help but stare. She sees me stare but doesn't care, all she does is smile and begin to turn red from blushing.
"You hungry?" She asks.
"I could eat." I reply just now noticing the chronic pain in my stomach, followed by a loud growl from inside me.
I rise from out of bed and grab some clothes. Laundry day is tomorrow so I grab whatever is clean. Luckily my favorite thin hoodie is clean so i throw that on with a pair of jeans. The color scheme for my wardrobe is red and black, with dark jeans. I throw on my shoes and i walk out of my room. Kara is in the kitchen cooking up some grub so I come up behind her and wrap my arms around her and kiss her on the cheek. She reaches back and caresses my face while she cooks her macaroni. I grab the bowls and fix two servings for me and her. We grab some drinks and go sit on the couch. We eat our food and watch some mind numbing TV. It helps me forget about my awful dream. My face still tingles from death slaps I've received.
"So are you going to tell me what you dreamed about?" Kara asks breaking the silence. "I know this dream didn't have sunshine and lollipops, I could tell by the way you were yelling bloody murder." She says between bites of her meal.
I really don't know. There was a man." I state, losing my appetite in the process. "It kept calling itself the darkness."
"Fitting name I suppose." She exclaims with laughing exhale.
"He kept saying that I have a tainted soul, and he was sent to take care of it." I say shuttering at the thought.
We finish our food and I lay on the couch as she snuggles up close.
"Tainted soul huh?" She says with slight smirk. I can see the gears in her brain start spinning. She's got something planned. She shoots up and tackles me pinning me to the couch and proceeds to tickle me. "Because you're dirty!" She says during the roars of my laughter.
"Dirty, dirty, dirty!" She exclaims, smiling ear to ear.
I pull her in for a kiss, stopping all tickling. As she practically melts by my touch and sinks into the moment.
"Only dirty for you" I say breaking the kiss.
Then the door bell rings.
YOU ARE READING
The Marked Ones
Paranormal"You can run all you want. You can hide all you want. You can shut out the world. And lock your doors. The mark will always find you. The mark will always kill you. But you're different. I can see it in your soul. But after this is all said and done...
