Did you ever believe in the supernatural?in the Bible and in the devil and in demons? most importantly did you ever believe in the end times?of the world coming to an end and all things collapsing. What if I told you the world you see now all came to an end all the beauty and serenity ,God had forsaken humanity or humanity had outraged him, but in all the world ended .
Yes Earth crumbled a battle ground among humans and demons only the strong survived, people became slaves and a few became resistant soldiers,earth was in pandemonium the weak died and those who couldn't fight joined the demons and received their markings.
They were fire demons,water demons,smoke demons,earth blood demons and miniature soldiers of mixed breeds each establishing their empires as they enjoyed the suffering of humans as they dwelt and overpowered them.
This was the world I was in where cruelty reined supreme,hunger, starvation,death it was the survival of the fittest all man for himself,but it wasn't always like this all was peaceful until .....
***********(in the beginning)
In a quiet suburban town everything was quiet children played outdoors, parents went about their businesses it was the natural life for everyone. But look here what do you see a little girl of about ten years old all alone in her room sketching, she refused to go out and play because all the neighbourhood kids mocked and made fun of her,she was constantly bullied by her pairs that was why she preferred the company of only herself and single mother.
Although everyone called her mum a crack head and witch she didn't care but embraced her even more, in class she was always quiet during lessons and secluded during play time because everyone believed they would get cursed if they spoke to her.
There she is now alone in her room as usual with her drawings which her art teacher once called an abomination and gave her quick strokes of the cane and warned her never to show such nonsense to anyone ever again.
No one believed she was special only her mum who kept telling her that one day she would save the world and everyone would be looking for her,she would be humanities hope and only saviour.
"Jackie??",her mother called out as she came into the house carrying grocery bags.
"Yes mummy" she replied running down the staircase to go greet her mum.
"What are you doing love cooping yourself up in the room all day".
"Nothing just drawing,more candles ?"she asked as she said as she emptied the grocery bag. For how many days now her mum had been getting packs upon packs of candle but she didn't understand why because the electricity was on twenty four hours everyday. It wasn't like they were going to use them anytime soon, sometimes she herself couldn't understand her mum sometimes she never seized to amaze me.
"yes candles we would need them"she said packing them up .
"But for what the lights are always on and it isn't like we are going back to the dark ages"
"like I said before they would come in handy just watch, we might even need more",she said humming her old tunes as she went on to do her duties and preparing for me dinner.
This was the life we lived quiet but peaceful no disturbances we didn't let anyone get between us with their jokes or funny comments.
"So? can I see what you were drawing this time",she said as she wiped her hands with a towel
" Well it isn't anything important just some random sketches of some sort ", I said as I continued sketching
"Did you see something again"
"Nope I just imagined it",I still continued
"hmm interesting these are fascinating good job you are getting better"
"Thanks mummy". I said with a smile,she was the only one who appreciated my work it was the only way I could express myself freely .
Night came quickly as the lights in the streets all came on every family were inside enjoying the night dinner or watching TV . We didn't have any TV mum just kept saying we couldn't afford it or it would be useless some day so instead she invested in novels she said it would boost my imagination even more that the TV would only spoil my smart brain.
When we were done for the night as usual my mum insisted that I said my prayers before I laid to bed and keep my Bible close to me at all night. This night I forgot my Bible as I tossed around the bed and finally decided to just stare at my bedroom wall my mum had decorated with spiritual ornaments,I didn't know why she was so afraid especially of the dark she never allowed any bulb of ours go off in the night and one day she flipped when I accidentally brought down one of her ornament,she was too spiritual maybe people were right she indeed was a witch but I still didn't care she was my mum and took care of me and loved me no matter what.
As I was about to fall asleep I heard some strange sounds from outside my window,it came as a tapping sound at first then I heard it clearly this time as the bulb in my room flickered. I stood up to check out what it was as I approached the window slowly just to make sure it wasn't a burglar but as I reached the window the room bulb turned off instantly,I panicked as I ran to my bed and covered myself with the sheets as I breathed heavily because I had never seen the light turn off so mysteriously.
I could feel something lurking in the dark and it was coming for me,I began reciting the prayers mum taught me feverishly for this entity approached nearer I could see it's shadow and when I was about to scream it instantly vanished and the light came on. My mum barged in as if sensing something was wrong she ran to my side instantly checking me as if to find any scratch marks or anything if that sort,not finding anything she hugged me tightly as she cried.
Morning came softly after the nights incident I couldn't sleep properly as I continually tossed around my bed my dreams were bad much more terrible than before but as if I was touched by a soothing hand I fell asleep instantly till the very next day. I could barely recall anything that happened it was all a blur as I got up to prepare for school. It was when I was about to take my bathe that I noticed the marking on my hand which instantly vanished on second glance so I decided to overlook it .
School wasn't much fun either for everything I viewed on the black board were looking funny for they appeared in a different language and when it was time for history as the teacher drew the hieroglyphics on the board strangely I could read it and I corrected her when she made mistakes about things that happened in the past and it turned out I was correct.
Something was happening to me but I didn't know what even during sports time when I was injured by my fellow classmate who was my bully as the blood dripped from the side of my lip I realised it was black and not red like before in panic I fled to the bathroom where when I gazed at the mirror the injury wasn't there anymore as I panicked everything started shaking like a mini earthquake I was Soo scared as one side of my school building collapsed but luckily no one was hurt,all this was too much for me to take in so I did the best thing that came to my mind, picked up my back pack and ran home.
As I reached home I ran upstairs and locked myself up in my room as I breathed heavily and checked myself in the mirrors, yes it was still me staring back at myself in curiosity I took out a razor blade and cut my thumb open as I flinched in pain as the blade burnt into my skin to my surprise my blood was red,you heard me right my blood was shimmering red and I became more confused as I sat down on my bed and cried for I had nearly murdered some kids.
My mum came back that evening to find me in a sour mood and knowing it was something about school decided I shouldn't be in my room for that day but instead we both should sit in the yard and have a little outdoor snacking and discussed. I agreed sluggishly as I took my pencils and drawing books to go outside with me as mum and I spread the mat on the grass as she lay down with a new book she had started and I lay beside her to sketch to keep my mind off things, I didn't want to tell her for I feared she might laugh it off as a kids joke.
The evening was going well until when it happened,I was still sketching when the sky instantly turned dark as a loud deafening bang came from the heavens, the sky cracked open.
A thin jagged line split across the heavens like a crimson wound torn through reality,all electricity went out as a hum vibrated through the earth, buildings vibrated as windows rattled, I clutched my pencils in horror as I stared. Neighbours floated upwards with outstretched arms and mouths opened in a silent scream,some burnt into ashes that were carried away with some invincible wind. Others... others weren't lucky.
From beneath the earth shadowy hands like claws grabbed ankles and dragged bodies down into the dirt. My mother was among them,I could remember vividly her face twisted in panic as she reached for me before black chains wrapped around her waist and yanked her into the abyss.
I wanted to run,but my legs were glued to the spot I screamed in horror but my voice was enveloped by the chaos.
That was when I felt it a tiny sensation crawling up my arm like needles burning through my skin. The markings of earlier had already covered my arms as my eyes turned black as a voice in my head said "No not yet the outage was only the beginning there were still more to come",my feeble body passed out on the street alone and cold,that was the first time I died...