A tall slender girl walked into the school. Her blonde shining hair almost reached her round butt. She was wearing an off shoulder yellow top showing the upper part of her B-__-bs. Her short black skirt was well iron, one could see her tight. The sound of her heels could be heard as walk through the hall. She was not the only one, she had two hot Ɓîtçhes walking with her.
“Wow! Look at her hair”
“Gosh.. Those lips”
“Bianca mehn I wish I could date her for just a sec..”
“.. My role model”
“f-__-k! Look at those B-__-bs”
“They look so segzy”
“Awwn Viola and Ciara look so beautiful too”
Bianca smirked hearing the comments of other students about them. She is the most hottest girl in Douglas college. She is crazily rich.
She spotted Diana in the hallway then walked towards her.
“Hey blue freak” She smirked removing her sunglasses.
“What do you want?” Diana rolled her eyes.
“You haven’t seen your sister in days. Aren’t you worried about me?” Bianca smirked.
“No I’m not worried about you and you’re not my sister” She glared. She just h@ťěd this Bianca girl a lot.
“Yes we are since your wretched mother and my crazily rich father is getting married next week” Bianca replied playing with her hair.
“Don’t you dare talk about my mother like that!” Diana clinched her fist.
“Easy girl.. wanted me to pull your hair” Ciara thr_@tened.
“She’s so dumb” Viola muttered.
“Everyone knows she is getting married to him because of the money.. She’s cheap” Bianca laughed and left for her class while her Ɓîtçhes followed her.
Diana gritted her teeth in anger. Even after her complains, her mother decided to marry that man who turns out to be the father of the girl she h@ťěs the most.
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~BLAKE FOREST~
“You mean your mother is getting married to Bianca’s father next week?” Scott gasped after hear Diana complains.
“Yes and it’s literally driving me crazy right now. Even after a lot of fights I had with her she still wants to go ahead and marry that man” Diana groan in anger.
“So that means you and Bianca are going to be sisters?”
“Never.. Not in a million years!” She breathed out.
“Why do you h@ťě her so much?” Scott smirked.
“She is so rude, Ɓîtçhy and too proud of her f-__-king life. I can’t stand that Ɓîtçh even for a second” Diana blurted out.
“Woah! Easy” Scott chuckled.
“Aren’t we there yet? We’ve been walking for over 20 minutes” Diana whined.
“We are almost there lazy bone. It’s just a little bit ahead” Scott replied.
After some minutes they got to the place. A dark cave could be seen in front of them. The place look kind of familiar as if she had been here before.
“Here we are” Scott muttered looking around with the help of his touch light.
“A cave?.. I’m not going in there” Diana took a step backwards.
“Let’s go” Scott walked in ignoring her.
She sighed and follow him.
“This place is d@mn creepy” She complained removing the cobwebs plasttered on her face.
“I thought you don’t believe in anything creepy?” Scott asked as they kept walking in.
“Are you sure we are not walking into a Lions den?”
“No we are going to his tomb” He replied.
“Tomb?”
“Yea.. the demon’s tomb I found out yesterday”
“Haha.. I’m going eat my hair if it turns out to be true” She scoffed.
“And I would love to see that witch”
They finally got to where a strange room built with stone.
“Wow” Diana whispered looking around. “I think I’ve dreamt about this place before” she muttered and Scott rolled his eyes.
“Here look at this” Scott dragged her towards a strange stone shaped like a coffin.
“Only her blood could release him.. King Dracula Norman” Diana read out the words written on the stone.
“Isn’t this the story of the Demon ruthless king who starve and suffered his people for years?” She turned to asked Scott.
“Hmm and was stop and betrayed by a powerful witch; Queen Martha.. His youngest and favorite Wife” Scott completed.
Diana turned back to the stone and observed it. She moved her hand slowly and touched the stone.
“Ahh!” She gasped when she felt an electric shock after her hand came in contact with it and then moved back.
“Are you okay?” Scott asked grabbing her hand.
“Yea” She whispered.
“You’re bleeding” Scott said.
She checked her hand and saw some blood on her hand.
The cave suddenly shook and a strong wind began to hit them.
Black smoke could be seen coming out from the tomb and it increased every seconds scaring the hell out of them.
“Let’s get out here!” Scott yell grabbing Diana.
They ran as fast as they could until they were out of the cave.
“W…What was that?” Diana asked as soon as they got out.
“I don’t know” Scott replied in between his breath.
The sound of a loud roar coming from the cave interrupted them.
“Oh God! Run!” Scott says and they started running again into the woods.
Diana suddenly felt something grabbed her leg and she fell.
“Ahhh!” She screamed when she felt herself getting pulled backwards.
“Diana!!” Scott yell pursuing her but he didn’t seems to catch her.
“Help.. ah” Some dry plants began to injured her.
“Diana!” Scott yell increasing the speed.
He finally got to grab her hand before she was dragged back into the cave.
“Please help.. don’t let it ki|| me” Her eyes was on tears already.
“I won’t” Scott grunt trying to pull her off the cave but couldn’t.
“I don’t want die” She sobbed.
“You aren’t going to die okay.. I’ll save you” Scott pulled her with more force.
His gaze landed on two red eyes deep into the cave staring at him. Fear grew inside him and his slipped causing her to enter the cave.
“Ahhhh!!”
“Diana!!!!!!”
Diana felt herself getting pulled until she was inside cave. Her eyes Landed on the intense black smoke moving like tornado.
“Please don’t ki|| me” She whispered crawling backwards.
A dark figure began to appear and the smoke slowly disappeared. Though, the cave is dark but she could still see his shadow.
She fainted on her spot in fear.
He opened his red eyes staring at the girl in front of him. All he sensed from her was fear. He could see her clearly even in the darkness.
He squatted to slash her throat with his hideous claws but stop when he observed her face. His claws sipped back in slowly and he spoke in a thurderous voice.
“Martha”
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To be continued…?