I was sad, lonely....desperate.
I needed you but you didn't need me...
I loved you but...
I wish I could've been different but I am who I am...
Nothing could change that. Not even in a million years.
A young woman, aged 20 something years is sitting in her room with the lights turned off, only to be illuminated by the light of her computer screen.
She is distraught, at something on her screen.
"Fuck!!. Why is this homework so hard??!!"
She closes her laptop.
She rubs her face and hair in frustration. She messes up her hair and knocks her glasses off her face.
"I'm done for now. Im just gonna watch some TV."
She picks up the remote on her desk and she turns on the television. The local news channel is playing.
The anchorwoman is reporting the news with a news caster right beside her.
"Several murder cases have been happening all around the city. Several victims' bodies have been mutilated by some sort of weapon.
"The news anchor sitting beside her is shocked by the incidents.
"That's a Scary Jerry, if I ever seen one. That's a looker"
The young woman is shocked as well.
"The reason for the murders are unknown. We will keep you updated on channel 24 news report."
"Well, damn."
The doorbell rings. She immediately turns off the television and runs to the door.
She opens the door and no one is there.
"Huh that's strange. No one is here."
An envelope is on the floor. She picks it up and closes the door.
"Someone is Fuckin leavin their trash in front of the apartment."
She was perplexed at the envelope that she found on the floor. She immediately opened it up only to view a invitation to a club meeting at her university. It read:
"To all students at Dante University wishing to join the religious history and artifacts club we formally invited you to join our orientation. There will be food and drinks provided. We hope to see you there."
Signed
Acting President Charlotte
"Religious history and artifacts club?? They must be running out of ideas. Well whatever whats the harm in that."
It was 11:00pm she decided to go to sleep as she had a 8am class the next day. She was still frustrated at the fact that she didn't finish her homework.
The next day she got up and got ready to go to the university. She rushed out of her apartment and went to the subway. It takes her about an hour to get to the university but, on the way she is able to view the scenic atmosphere of the city.
At Dante she rushed to get to class. Wandering around the university to find her class. In her class she finds a seat at the back so she can observe the people around her.
She was not talkative and she was always pondering about very particular things like what she would like to eat, and what to wear the next day. It was 7:50, it was almost time for class start. The professor was about to close the door to start his lecture until a beautiful blonde girl dressed mostly in white stopped it.
"Ma'am please come in on time. Lecture is about to start. Please, take a seat."
"Understood. My apologies."
As she entered the classroom she looked around to find a seat. She then gazed at her and found a seat next to her. She looked away from her eyes and put her head down.
"Fuck. She's gonna take the empty seat next to me."
The blonde girl sat next to her. She introduced herself.
"Hello there." She said cheerily.
"Oh she's one of those types." She thought to herself.
"Hi."
"My name's Charlotte. Nice to meet you."
"Same."
She remembered. "That's the name of the person on the envelope." She wondered why she handed out the envelope specifically in front of her apartment but, she left that out for now.
The class ended and she was about to leave. Until Charlotte stopped her for a brief moment.
"Ummm...do you like art history??"
She didn't know how to respond she just answered 'yes' just so that she could leave her alone.
"Yeah. I think their pretty cool. I...guess."
She lit up with a big smile and clapped her hands.
"Wonderful. Would mind joining our club for Artifacts enthusiasts? Trust me it will be fun. We have an orientation in the evening at 6."
She ran off. She didn't let her speak. She wondered if she should go.
"I'll go. I don't have anything better to do,"
Later that evening.
She brought the envelope with her.
"Man she has the nerve to offer me an invitation but not give a location to go to."
The envelope stated that the orientation would be at the Student Union building. She looked at the envelope at a further inspection. It was in the basement.
"That's pretty sketchy. Maybe it wasn't popular when it started so that's why they gave them the shit room."
She arrived at the basement floor for the orientation. There were two people sitting at the desk in front of the room. They required a name and a phone number. She wrote down her information and went inside.
Inside the basement hall there were a lot of people, close to 50. This wasn't including the 7 members standing in front of the podium. She sat in an available seat that was closest to the door.
At her table there were two other girls who seem to be friends. She was too awkward to say anything. She wasn't used to spontaneous encounters. They were interested in her nonetheless. The girl was staring at her.
She was a brunette with short hair.
"Hey, what's up. What year are you in? My name's Juliana and this is my friend Bridgette."
"Hi." She said nervously. "Im a second year in the business section at the university."
"Oh. That's cool. Mines psychology, third year and she's a Nursing 3rd year."
After that exchange she didn't know how to keep the conversation going so, she occasionally looked at her phone to check the time and open a few social media apps.
Juliana looked kinda of bored. She was playing with things on the table. It stayed like this until Charlotte went up to the podium and started the orientation proceedings.
"Ladies and gentlemen. There has been a wonderful turnout of people. This is more than I expected it to be. Nonetheless you all came here for your love for History and Natural artifacts."
She looked around to see the reaction of the crowd. They looked fairly interested from what you could tell from all the fake smiles.
"One particular artifact that we will discuss and hope to enjoy is the religious artifact, the angel's blade or should I say demon blade."
The members of the club began to play slides about this particular artifact. It began with a lot of history slides. Nothing caught anybody's eyes until they saw a slide about blood sacrifices. As she did the same spiel Charlotte gave an explanation like every other slide, but this was different.
"Blood sacrifices are used to awaken the blade to its full potential. Other methods have been done have not been successful."
She paused and looked around at the crowd.
"A single sacrifice would not be enough to awaken the strength of the blade. One theory that might be possible is a group sacrifice."
Everybody was silent. They were all interested in the topic now then ever. She concluded that the blade has been now resurfaced in the museum but, has been stolen.
After her presentation everybody lined up to eat. There was weird smelling food and strange drinks that everybody didn't mind at all. They were all enjoying the orientation. Even Bridgette and Juliana. They were feasting on the food like nothing.
Before she sat down to eat at her table she noticed that no one up at the podium was eating. She thought it was strange but, she was too hungry to care. She ate till she could not eat no more.
Her eyes were getting heavier. Her body could not support the weight of her weariness. Everything was hazy and she passed out. Before she did she could see Charlotte with a different demeanour, a sadistic smile that wasn't something she ever seen from a girl like her. Almost a clear difference between night and day. She could almost hear her say, "Good Night."
When she awoken from her slumber, her mouth taped and her hands and feet were tied. There was markings on the floor in the now dim candle-lit room.
She started to move and shake to get loose of her hands and feet. Then she saw the markings on the room glow. The various students that were standing behind the podium besides Charlotte were in robes. She could see a woman in a cloak look like Charlotte. She could not mistake the blonde hair coming from her hood. Charlotte told two members to hold the person down. She could see the face of the person held down. The brown hair was unmistakeable it was Bridgette. She was screaming but it was muffled by the tape taped to her mouth. She was able to get the tape off by licking it. But the members there will able to cover her mouth.
Charlotte whispered to one of the members something. They returned with a long object covered by a cloth. The cloth was tied with some sort of velvet rope. On the rope there was a glowing mark.
"Break"
The glowing mark on the long covered object disappeared. She revealed a sword. The sword was the sword from the presentation. The sword was glowing as well but at the hilt.
"The sword will not overcome me like the leader. I'm different this world will see this true power."
She plunged the sword into Bridgette's chest. She was writhing in pain but her screams were muffled by the people holding her down. The blade began to absorb the blood until it was gone. Even in the dim light the sword shone brightly.
She began the same process killing all the attendees that came. She was the last one next to Juliana. By the time it was Juliana's turn she began crying rolling over towards her trying in hopes to get away from Charlotte.
The cloaked members approached Juliana and kicked her in the stomach to stop her from moving. Charlotte was standing above her.
"Do not move Bitch. This will only take a second and you can be with your other friends."
She removed the tape from her mouth like Bridgette but instead she spat in Charlotte's face.
"Fuck you!! You whore ass slut. You won't get away with this!!"
"This one's a feisty lil thang."
She looked at the cursed blade and stabbed her repeatedly. With every stab her face began to show a smile.
"Die! Die! Die! You will not disrespect me you worthless scum!!!"
Charlotte got up from Bridgette's mutilated body and wiped the blood splatter from her cheeks. She was laughing at what she just done. It was no doubt in her mind that she was suffering more than anything imaginable.
She turned towards the girl. She was afraid but also sad that she was so worried about being consumed by the sword to actually realize that it already affected her brain. Her sadist intentions seem so unnatural. Maybe she was overthinking things. Even in her possibly final moments she wanted to know how it truly meant to be alive
The members were holding her so that she would not scream or squirm. The girl laid there still until Charlotte yelled to get them away.
"Leave her alone. This one's mine and mine alone. She's special."
The members backed away from her. Charlotte approached her with the blade in her hand. The demonic aura surrounding her body. As she approached her the blade shortened, to the point that it was just a knife. She knelt down in front of her and held her chin.
"Do you have any idea what this blade is capable of??"
She ripped off the tape from her mouth to hear her response. She said nothing. Charlotte slapped her across the face.
"Oh? Are you not going to say anything. I want to hear you scream. When the blade awakens its full power."
She did not want to speak. Anything she said might quicken her death. She complied to stay silent until she realized something.
She said in a soft voice. "The...envelope. Why...did you send that... to me?
Charlotte smiled. The regular smile not the sadistic version that she showed when she killed. She put at finger at her chin.
"Hmmm...Oh! I remember now. That's the procedure we use to lure people like you into becoming sacrifices. Nothing special."
"So...what happened to today? Why did you approach me?"
"No particular reason it just seemed that you would be most fun to kill."
She put the blade to her throat. She stroked her hair with the blade.
"You looked liked a good person from are first meeting. Oh well. Here goes number 458!!!"
Her eyes when white for a second. She did not want to die but in the back of her head it seemed like the only way out. She wanted to see how everything played out if she did make any friends. She thought.
It can't end like this. Why do I suffer for someone else's sake. Its not my fault and will never be my fault. Its that stupid bitch's fault for causing all this mess.
She was able to loosen her binds on her arms without Charlotte noticing even the members that were watching did not bother to say anything. They must have been afraid of her or what she had become.
Charlotte now had black marks on her wrist and it seemed like it were reaching up her arm. She held the blade with both hands and plunged the knife into her chest.
Or so she thought.
"Im not gonna go out like this you dumb hoe."
"What the?? How did you get your binds loose."
They were now in a power struggle.
"Because you kept on talking and wouldn't stop you idiot."
When she stopped the blade with her hands began to bleed. Her blood went on the sword and sword began to glow. She ripped the blade from Charlotte's hands and the force of her demonic aura pushed her back.
"This is the power of the awaken blade. The chaotic demon blade."
She laughed nervously.
"No....I was suppose to awaken this power. I was supposed to be the one who shall cleanse this world!!!"
The members just stood in fear at her with the demonic blade they know all too well.
No one dared to risk their lives as it had taken the life of their former leader.
She approached Charlotte with the blade and in one fell swoop lopped Charlotte's head right off.
She walked away. And said her final words.
"Good night Charlotte"