Episode 1


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Jones Brandon POV:
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4 years ago

"I'm not lying, Jones. When I say I'm going to do something, I mean it." She said happily. I smiled as I watched her gallop around me, trying to tease me.
"Urm...Katie, I wouldn't want you to do that again" I said. She stopped right in front of me.

"It's unfair, right? But he deserved it" she replied turning and walking into the woods.
I sighed. She always think I'm so dumb and insecure.
Katie Alison was the first girl I chose as a lover, though she was older than me. She had gotten into lot of fights because of me. I seem cool and so religion, and weird to be violated. So she was more of the brave one in our relationship...or so she thought.

I watched her enter the woods, absent-mindedly. I bit my lips, trying to feel the evening cold breeze. The sky looking unfamiliar, as though it will rain soonest.


"Arrrrrhhhhh.....Jone..Jones...." Katie screamed out from the woods. My eyes widened.
"Katie!..." I ran into the woods. Everywhere got silent.
I paused to hear a noise.
"Katie...Where are you?"
I went deeper, doubting she went that far. I called her name again.
For the first time in my life, I never got scared of the woods, despite the weather condition. It was getting dark.
Getting tired, I turned back to see Donald, the rogue that Katie dealt with few hours ago. He had a knife which was blood-stained, as well as his hands and clothes.
"What did you do....you freak" I said charging to him. He held his knife firmly and positioned for my incoming attack.

I took a handful of sand filled with dry leaves and little sticks. I felt like exploding with anger when I saw him ready for fight. I threw the sand at him, and just when he tried to wipe his eye to see, I pounced on him. He still got his knife, as I threw numerously punches at him. He was older and more mascular than me, so my punches didn't really matter.
When he was sure he could see a little, he stabbed my left lap, making me shriek in pain. Then he pushed me away, making me strike my head on a tree.
My vision was a little bit blurry and I was bleeding already. I saw his shadow coming to me, I'm sure, to kill me. As weak as I was, I laid still and searched with my hands, for a weapon.
He was now above me.
"I'm not leaving you this time, so I'm taking you to God. Tell him I'm sorry..." with that he bent to stab me.

I dug a long stick deep, into his left eye, just when he least expected it. He aborted his mission, and yelled in pains, bleeding. That did it. Still on a blurry vision, I got up. His shadow staggered left and right. It was drizzling already. I picked up a log of wood and went to him. He was now kneeling as I came behind him. Then with all my strength, I stroked it on his head. Just then, the thunder rumbled, as though it didn't agree with my action. It was raining heavily already.
"I will find you...ahh, and...and...I'm gonna kill..you" he manage to say amidst pain. I went for his knife lying feets away. Taking it, my anger arose. I felt it running in my vain, taking control of every part of my body. I smiled, I was gonna have my first kill in a wet night. The feeling was getting me proud. I came over to him and kneeled
"Clearly, you ain't gonna live till then, because the strong are...