Chapter Seventeen
Book Five-Sophie
WE CAN SENSE DANGER, PAIN, AND EACH OTHER BUT WE CAN'T EVEN SENSE EVIL CORRUPTING US. -Emma
I don't remember much. I do remember that the only thing I wanted to do was to kill Zoe. She wasn't my sister at the time. She was my enemy and what d toi do to your enemies? toi kill them. toi make them suffer. That is the only thing I wanted to do when I thought about Zoe. It was really weird. It was like one side of me wanted to save her but the corrupt side of me wanted her dead. I hated feeling this conflicted. It wasn't a good feeling.
As my army and I searched for her everywhere, a gift from the ghost gods came to us. A scream. Not just any scream. It was the scream of Erica. Something had to be wrong. She was my most promising host ghost. She had all of the qualities I was looking for ou my demon was looking for. I get his feelings confused with mine.
If I could change anything that happened that day, this would be the day. Not only will Zoe's life be changed dramatically but mine will be also. It was a scary thing because I knew what was coming. The end. The end was coming near and it was going to either take me ou my sister. I might even take us both. Those terrifying thoughts of killing my sister resurfaced and I forgot all of my earlier thoughts. Killing was the only thing on my mind. It was terrible. At the time I thought I was doing the right thing.
My army and I raced to attack her and kill her. We told the guards to shut the place down. We would be there in seconds. It was going to be the most epic battle of them all. This will decide our fate.
My demon was leading me to them. He was still inside of me and unfortunately he had overpowered me. He overpowered my thoughts, my soul, and my heart. I was just a body being controlled par a ghost. He knew where they would be. I just followed his instructions.
The guards had her and Shane with handcuffs. They looked battered and bruised, just how I wanted them. This was going to be an easy fight and I would be able to rid them from their awful lives forever. They wouldn't even have enough spirit left to come back as a ghost. "This is it," I said. "This is the final battle that will be told for centuries!" Lingering ghost gathered around watching the extravaganza. "This is the battle of sister to sister. I shall win and kill today. I mark this day, Death Day. Everyone should remember this."
"They'll remember this day, all right," murmured Zoe. "They won't remember it as the jour toi conquered though." With a snap, she broke free of the chains and leaped on the nearest guard. Shane copied her movements and soon they were battling several guards at a time. I sat back and watch. It wasn't anything special. It was just the usual. My sister was trying so desperately to be the hero. She would have to learn that she can't win at everything.
'Go save the book,' a dit my demon. I unconsciously eased my way through the battlefield and to the library. His library. The little room with the family history contained the book. His life force. I wasn't rushing ou anything. My army would easily overpower my sister and Shane. I just wish that they would keep them alive long enough for me to kill them.
I clutched the book protectively in my hands. The brown cover and or embroidery made it special. 'This book must die in battle.'
"What? Why?" I questioned. If the book goes, then so do our lives.
'Because I am through with you.' A couteau appeared in my hand and the demon was standing outside of my head wearing a stylish navy blue and black dress shoes. He was the image of success. "It is so excellent being out of that body of yours." He stretched his long slender arms and fingers.
My hand with the couteau was slowly coming down on the book. I tried with every fiber in my being to stop. I was losing control. "If I stab this book then it kills you," I said. An odd feeling rush through my mind, what if this wasn't his book? His answer only confirmed my fears.
"Actually it will kill you. That is your book. toi life history. It holds the secrets to your life. Your sister's book is gone. She will die in battle." He smiled wickedly as the I plunged the couteau in the book. Everything went black. I saw a bright blue light and a deafening cry. Was it mine?
Book Five-Sophie
WE CAN SENSE DANGER, PAIN, AND EACH OTHER BUT WE CAN'T EVEN SENSE EVIL CORRUPTING US. -Emma
I don't remember much. I do remember that the only thing I wanted to do was to kill Zoe. She wasn't my sister at the time. She was my enemy and what d toi do to your enemies? toi kill them. toi make them suffer. That is the only thing I wanted to do when I thought about Zoe. It was really weird. It was like one side of me wanted to save her but the corrupt side of me wanted her dead. I hated feeling this conflicted. It wasn't a good feeling.
As my army and I searched for her everywhere, a gift from the ghost gods came to us. A scream. Not just any scream. It was the scream of Erica. Something had to be wrong. She was my most promising host ghost. She had all of the qualities I was looking for ou my demon was looking for. I get his feelings confused with mine.
If I could change anything that happened that day, this would be the day. Not only will Zoe's life be changed dramatically but mine will be also. It was a scary thing because I knew what was coming. The end. The end was coming near and it was going to either take me ou my sister. I might even take us both. Those terrifying thoughts of killing my sister resurfaced and I forgot all of my earlier thoughts. Killing was the only thing on my mind. It was terrible. At the time I thought I was doing the right thing.
My army and I raced to attack her and kill her. We told the guards to shut the place down. We would be there in seconds. It was going to be the most epic battle of them all. This will decide our fate.
My demon was leading me to them. He was still inside of me and unfortunately he had overpowered me. He overpowered my thoughts, my soul, and my heart. I was just a body being controlled par a ghost. He knew where they would be. I just followed his instructions.
The guards had her and Shane with handcuffs. They looked battered and bruised, just how I wanted them. This was going to be an easy fight and I would be able to rid them from their awful lives forever. They wouldn't even have enough spirit left to come back as a ghost. "This is it," I said. "This is the final battle that will be told for centuries!" Lingering ghost gathered around watching the extravaganza. "This is the battle of sister to sister. I shall win and kill today. I mark this day, Death Day. Everyone should remember this."
"They'll remember this day, all right," murmured Zoe. "They won't remember it as the jour toi conquered though." With a snap, she broke free of the chains and leaped on the nearest guard. Shane copied her movements and soon they were battling several guards at a time. I sat back and watch. It wasn't anything special. It was just the usual. My sister was trying so desperately to be the hero. She would have to learn that she can't win at everything.
'Go save the book,' a dit my demon. I unconsciously eased my way through the battlefield and to the library. His library. The little room with the family history contained the book. His life force. I wasn't rushing ou anything. My army would easily overpower my sister and Shane. I just wish that they would keep them alive long enough for me to kill them.
I clutched the book protectively in my hands. The brown cover and or embroidery made it special. 'This book must die in battle.'
"What? Why?" I questioned. If the book goes, then so do our lives.
'Because I am through with you.' A couteau appeared in my hand and the demon was standing outside of my head wearing a stylish navy blue and black dress shoes. He was the image of success. "It is so excellent being out of that body of yours." He stretched his long slender arms and fingers.
My hand with the couteau was slowly coming down on the book. I tried with every fiber in my being to stop. I was losing control. "If I stab this book then it kills you," I said. An odd feeling rush through my mind, what if this wasn't his book? His answer only confirmed my fears.
"Actually it will kill you. That is your book. toi life history. It holds the secrets to your life. Your sister's book is gone. She will die in battle." He smiled wickedly as the I plunged the couteau in the book. Everything went black. I saw a bright blue light and a deafening cry. Was it mine?
1. Fantasy
2. Realistic Fiction
3. Globes
4. Rain
5. The Significance of Pens and Pencils
6. Good foods
7. Colors
8. Drama
9. Quotes
10. TV/Comic Characters
11. anges on Earth
12. Being a unicorn!
13. Being a Guinea Pig.... ;D
14. Being a Dog. :D
15. Inventions
16. Hybrid/Mutant Animals
17. How to Make Duct Tape Roses
18. Winning a Nobel Peace Prize (What would your speech be!?)
19. Being a Snowman
20. Being Clay/Play Dough/Model Magic
21. Being Socks (YUCK.)
22. Writer's Block (It helps)
23. School
24. Turtles!!!!! (AWESOME!!)
25. Jokes
26. Dogs
27. Lightening
28. Storms
29. Sun
30. Planets
31. Space
32. Awesomeness
33. Horror
34. Biking
35. Nature
36. Monkeys
37. Trees
38. Leaves
Some of these things I prefer to write about while others hate écriture about it. That's fine! All toi need to brainstorm is a single word and start writing.
2. Realistic Fiction
3. Globes
4. Rain
5. The Significance of Pens and Pencils
6. Good foods
7. Colors
8. Drama
9. Quotes
10. TV/Comic Characters
11. anges on Earth
12. Being a unicorn!
13. Being a Guinea Pig.... ;D
14. Being a Dog. :D
15. Inventions
16. Hybrid/Mutant Animals
17. How to Make Duct Tape Roses
18. Winning a Nobel Peace Prize (What would your speech be!?)
19. Being a Snowman
20. Being Clay/Play Dough/Model Magic
21. Being Socks (YUCK.)
22. Writer's Block (It helps)
23. School
24. Turtles!!!!! (AWESOME!!)
25. Jokes
26. Dogs
27. Lightening
28. Storms
29. Sun
30. Planets
31. Space
32. Awesomeness
33. Horror
34. Biking
35. Nature
36. Monkeys
37. Trees
38. Leaves
Some of these things I prefer to write about while others hate écriture about it. That's fine! All toi need to brainstorm is a single word and start writing.
Well, this is a song I wrote.
I've heard it wrong
There's been a mistake
There was a time when I won and I knew it
We will go on and on and on and on
There will be no plus mistakes
For the future
We will fight through it all without complaint
We are the winners, my friend
And we'll fight through it all in the end
There's no time to lose it
Cuz we are the winners
Well, I know that it's been a great day
We've done it all
We've been the best we can be and toi know it
We are the winners, my friend.
I've heard it wrong
There's been a mistake
There was a time when I won and I knew it
We will go on and on and on and on
There will be no plus mistakes
For the future
We will fight through it all without complaint
We are the winners, my friend
And we'll fight through it all in the end
There's no time to lose it
Cuz we are the winners
Well, I know that it's been a great day
We've done it all
We've been the best we can be and toi know it
We are the winners, my friend.