The return of the Slayer by J.J Blake (best classic romance novels .TXT) 📖

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Who is my secret admirer? I wondered. I slid the velvety note back inside the envelope. I tucked it inside my Slayer backpack and headed to class.
I opened the door to class. Science class is first today. Adam looked at me and smiled. I smiled back. It felt good to have him know what I am. I set my stuff down right as the bell rung. Slab looked at me with a hint of a crush. So he thought I was some tough Goth chick. I took off my Slayer jacket and realized that the entire class was watching me. My scars are wrapped in black gauze. The large scar that is still healing on my shoulder was evident. I smiled sheepishly. “Car wreck.” I said. The class turned to Adam for the first time ever. I sat on the stool with my arms crossed over my chest. I unwrapped my left wrist and starred at the Chinese symbol. I know what it means anyway. I uncovered my right wrist and put the two together. Each symbol was half of a sentence in Chinese. The chosen child of the Slayer. I thought. Marx is the Chosen child. Well she was. A memory of Marx flashed in my mind.

“Mommy! Mommy! Look a butterfly!” The young Marx yelled to her mother. It was snowy December1st, 1982. I stood watching her in the distance, my red cloak like blood on the snowy hill. I smiled as I watched the young Marx chase the winter butterfly. Unaware of what I did to her.
It is bad enough that vampires love my blood, but now that they know she is protected by me….God what did I do? I muttered a curse under my breath. I turned away from young Marx tears sliding down my cheeks. Oh Austin I’m so sorry. I thought. I failed you.

My heart lurched in my chest at the painful memory. I quickly rewrapped my wrists, but not before Slab saw it. “That’s why you have that gauze on isn’t it?” He whispered at me. I nodded. “What does it mean?” Slab asked quietly. Chose something stupid! I decided to go with the truth. “It says the chosen child of the Slayer.” I said quietly. “Did you just get it?” He asked. I nod. “Echo how about you stand behind the screen?” Adam said. I looked to the front and there was a monitor that they use in airports. Dang. If I step behind it…it will reveal all my hidden weapons. The daggers hidden underneath my shirt, the gun hidden in its holster in my belt. The bandage wrapped loosely around my middle under my shirt. I quickly clicked the help app on my phone. I set this up in jail. It connects me to Marx’s phone. I slid out of my seat. And walked down the middle row my phone in hand. I whispered these words in Adam’s ear, “My weapons are underneath my clothes.” He understood. Marx opened the door and stepped in summoning me.

preparing for the dark

the end of the road

Luck,faith,courage.....all in my favor. A candle has been lit and the whole world is waiting for it to be blown out. All I can do is hold my breath. And wait.


thee end

-Echo Swanson

Imprint

Text: Parts of characters and scenes are from Mr.Young on disney xd
Images: google.com
Editing: Destiny4ever
Publication Date: 03-17-2012

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Dedication:
To my imagination that never stops working and always annoys me. -_-