Beautiful Creatures

Stephanie had never been a normal girl, and many people knew that was true, but when she meets a boy who is suppossed to be her enemy her world takes an unsuspected twist. Will she follow her heart? Or will Peter be the end of her? As Peter changes her life completely Stephanie will have to do everything in her power to restore peace. Will she make it?


3. Monsters


It was the end of the day and Mel was back to her happy, charming self, it felt good to have helped her, Brandon would keep his dirty paws off her and it’ll all be alright. There have been no problems at all for two months and we are hoping that those beasts have finally backed down, but nothing was certain.

“You catching the bus?” asked Mel.

“No, I think I’ll walk, it’s the last days of hot weather and I’m trying to enjoy them as much as I can.” I replied.

“Sure, no problem, I’ll catch it with Suzie”

“Great, see you tomorrow.” I gave her a hug and headed in the direction of my house. I had my phone in my hand and I was listening to music, the walk wasn’t that long and the day was amazing. The sky was blue and a shy zephyr danced around the atmosphere. It was absolutely amazing, until my eye caught something that shouldn’t be there, at least not now…

 I saw them, they were following me. Nothing mattered now; it was hopeless to be careful. So I took a picture of them. Their translucent snow-white skin, their deep black eyes and beautiful features, it was hard to think of them as monsters, but  when they turned into those mythical creatures there was no turning back. Marcus had told me about this, to be careful, to watch out. To watch out for what? What was Dad talking about? I knew now, I witnessed how they ate my dog right in front of me, but I escaped, they didn’t want people knowing what they could do I guess, so I was their next target. I ran until I was in the house shouting the word Dad as loud as I could.                                                                                                                            Dad found me, and so did Katrina and the rest. I told them about the monsters.

“They were following me, and somehow I could sense I was in trouble, the way they looked at me was weird. I saw them eat Dandy, it was horrible, what is it Daddy? They aren’t humans are they?”

“No, but this means trouble, I’m not sure if what I think is right or just my paranoia working on my head.” Dad said. And I realised he didn’t completely answer my question, meaning he knew more but wasn’t spilling the beans.

Marcus was impatient to get an answer from Katrina. My sister was a trustworthy person when it came to problem solving, it was her talent, but today she took too long to solve it and everyone was getting worried. As the wheels spun in her head, the hesitation grew stronger as I watched a scowl grow on each person’s face; it terrified me to think that there was no chance for this to turn out well. Finally, Katrina came to a conclusion.  “The Elders, they believe in stories like these, right? It’s risky, but it might save us.”

“Those are those really old, scary, wannabe royals right? The ones who think they know everything? The ones that if you are not respected enough you get killed just because they were bored and to show their “power”?” Austin said, always saying what was in his mind, and usually got in trouble for that.

“Yes Austin, but the Elders must be respected; they cannot be treated like a joke.” Dad said.

“Whatever” and Austin rolled his eyes.

But Dad didn’t seem to agree with everyone’s decision, after all, the Elders enjoyed killing helpless people, but this might interest them. The Elders were not usually disturbed, not many people survived from those visits. Marcus was a respected person after all, he always followed the rules and knew that this would alter them, but it was an emergency. The Elders were very powerful, it was crazy to talk to them and live after the encounter. Conventional behaviour was the only thing the Elders accepted, if anyone made the tinniest error it will be over, and hope would be a distant feeling.                                                                                                                                  “What do you see Stephanie?” asked Marcus.

“It will be OK” I said, I had this weird sixth sense of realising very quickly when I’m in trouble. When I was seven I got lost in a zoo and this man came and said that he found my parents and that they told him to come get me, he told me to get in his car. I had a bad feeling about him so I turned around and ran. When my parents found me I told Dad and described to him what he looked like. Dad said he knew who he was and if I ever saw him again I had to walk in the other direction, truth is I never saw him again. Ever since then I started realising that sometimes I got bad vibes from people, places or objects, and learnt to stay away from them.

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