"You desire answers?" the soft, almost silky voice continued. It was a voice of manipulation, one so soft that if you weren't listening just right, it might be mistaken as one's own thought. "I have the power to give...all...things..." the voice continued slightly huskily and ended in a whisper. The voice, though soft, obviously held power, and my skin tingled from its sound.
The hair on my neck stood straight up, and my skin began to crawl.
I whipped my head back and forth to see the source of the voice.
Nothing.
Blink.
"WELL, AREN'T YOU COMING?!" flecks of spittle flew from the huge man's mouth as he grabbed my arm. I pulled my arm away, and pointed off into a random crowd of people that was meandering through the sunny streets, saying, "Oh, there's my mother! Thanks for keeping me company!"
As I moved away into the crowd fairly rapidly, I heard his deep booming voice shouting, rather menacingly, "Oh, you can try to get away from Him, but in the end, We will find you..."
The voice of the man took on an eerie quality towards the end...as if more than one person was speaking at once.
I glanced around to see if anyone noticed, but they all were oblivious to me and my plight, continually running to and fro performing their errands. I turned briefly to look back at the huge man before the crowd swept me away.
All I saw between the busily moving townsfolk was a small figure...in gleaming white, with eyes of a golden yellow.
Looking right at me.
Blink.
He was gone.
Chapter 1 - part 11
I stand, mouth slack, numb with fear. Who is this man, I wonder to myself, my mind dulled from the haze of fear clouding the world.
A hand grabs my shoulder, long nails set in an iron grip pulling my shirt.
I yell loudly, having nearly jumped over the cold railing next to me. I spin, knocking the arm off of me in an attempt to escape.
A smack to the back of the head jars me to my senses.
"Derion!" my mother shouts, "what has gotten into you?!"
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