Martyr

Jade Kapan just might be the most normal person you could meet. But don't jump to conclusions, because you couldn't be more wrong. And she has no idea. No idea that the angels fight demons constantly just to keep the humans safe. No idea that she can change the whole course of the war. The only thing is, will she have the strength to make a vital decision?

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3. Attack

          Today was both the best and worst days of my life. It was bad, because I got a detention. On the first day of school. Can I just say, not cool. It was all better though, when Derek invited me to a party tonight, to kick-start the year. I eagerly accepted, knowing that going to this party will help determine if I'm predator or prey. A soon as I got home I ran up to my room to get dressed. I had to wear something cool, so I ended up destroying my closet in the process of finding something good. I put on my shortest shorts, and my tightest hot pink top. Once I was dressed, I quickly filled in the answers to my homework. (Scarlett gave me the answer sheet so I could make it to the party.)

          The party was just down the street, so I could walk there without my parents knowing where I had gone. I knocked on the door, and Derek opened it, with Scarlett right behind them. They were like the king and queen of the empire of popularity. In case you didn't catch on by now, this party is kinda a big deal.

"Hey, glad you could make it. Come on in." Derek said through a smile.

Once I was inside, I looked around. The walls were shaking and vibrating to the bass of the loud music. Scarlet and Derek led me outside to the porch, where the populars had somehow gotten hold of beer. Almost everyone had a can in their hands.

"Hey, grab a can." Scarlet offered.

"Sure, one sec. I gotta use the bathroom.

I went inside and managed to locate the bathroom. I wanted to check my hair, so I could look good in front of Derek. That guy was seriously hot. He was the definition of tall, dark, and handsome. His eyes were as black as coals. His hair was also jet-black and was styled in a messy-spike. As I ran my fingers through my golden locks, they bumped something hard and pointy. What the hell?! I moved my hair out of the way to reveal two horns that were the color of blood. Something is seriously wrong. I had a normal head until I started hanging out with Scarlet and Derek. Maybe it was time to stop. Now that I think about it, I've been a nasty friend to poor Cassie. I really owed her an apology. I finished doing my hair, ignoring the horns for now, and headed outside again. In the hallway, I bumped into Derek.

"Sorry." I mumbled.

"Don't be." he replied. His breath smelled like alcohol, and he leaned in, a little too close for comfort. I pulled away, and he looked pretty ticked off. He chuckled then took a step back, looking me up and down. Then something really freaky happened. His face morphed into a demon's, right out of one of my worst nightmares. What stood out to me the most were his horns. They were exactly like mine, only his were slightly bigger. Everyone glanced my way, and they too had the wrinkly faced look that Derek was sporting. He lunged for my throat, only to be blocked by a faintly glowing white sword. I glanced in the direction that it had come from, and standing there was Mark, the teenage heartthrob from homeroom, looking gorgeous as always. He looked normal, except for one minor detail: he had wings.

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