Breeze looked at the beast with a stern face. Her face showed disgust and sadness. The beast walked towards her and bent down to her level to stare at her eyes.
Breeze stared at back the beast's eye with no hesitation and was shocked. "Isn- isn't it?"
she stuttered in extreme shock. The beast replied with a smirk, "It is me, my love. Your Kayden."
Breeze felt lost. She was broken. Breeze asked with tears in her eye, "Why?" Why him? He was supposed the protect her and love her.
Kayden said, "I wanted that blood. I want to live long and happy. I wanted to own you." Selfish. He was selfish like others.
He betrayed, cheated and used her for his selfish gains.
Breeze was so sad and miserable. She started to cry her heart out. He used her, cheated her, betrayed her just like every other human.
Kayden started to hurt and torture Breeze and sucked out her blood. Her skin was covered with her glittery blood and cuts.
He wanted to calm down because he started to get more excited. So he grabbed Breeze's hair harshly and forcefully looked at her eye. The eye in which everyone finds peace and calmness.
This time they were not calm or pleasant. It was shining bright red. It was filled with rage and madness. Breeze said laughing hysterically, "You drank my blood in vain, my love."
Kayden took a few steps and asked, "Vain?" He was confused. "Why is she laughing while she is going to die?" He thought.
Breeze said with a smile, gritting her teeth, "My blood can make you happy and may give you a long life but it is not going to happen."
Kayden looked at Breeze waiting for her answer. He was becoming impatient.
Breeze said, "I am an angel. I am not born to be used, to be cheated, to be betrayed, to be owned by someone. I am born for myself and the ones who need me from their heart.
To protect me from people like you, I have heavenly gifts. If a bad person like you can enjoy a delight...why not me?" Breeze was smiling darkly.
Breeze stared at Kayden with her reddish eye. Kayden felt a burning sensation. He looked down at his body.
His body was burning. Breeze was burning a human who tried to destroy her with her heavenly power.
Everyone in that planet messed with the wrong person. Breeze, was no breeze anymore. She looked at Kayden falling into ashes and said, "Breeze? Hell no. I am Storm." She lost something at that moment.
Her soft, calm, friendly side. Along with Kayden, it was burnt down to ashes too.
She was so broken but the anger took control of her. Breeze being Storm rushed outside the hideout with a torn and bloodied dress.
She looked at all the human around her. They were staring at her. She saw fear on their eye. Only FEAR.
Those kids didn't ask for her hair this time. No one wanted to stare at her eye for the calmness. No one wanted to be happy with her blood.
They were all scared. Scared to see a demon instead of their angel. To see an eye with rage and darkness instead of calmness and comfort.
She cursed all the people to brutal and regretful death. She heard screams and begs but they were all songs to her ears.
She had never felt this satisfied and happy.
She killed all the human living on her planet. The planet where she lived and killed was the MOON.
The place on the moon, where all the human died into ashes was the other side of the moon which was dark and can be never seen.
She lived with her friend butterflies, roses and other animals on the bright side happily.
She looks at all the bad human on the earth from the moon and when they die, she takes them to the moon with her and kills them mercilessly because SHE IS STORM."
Dazzle loved this story. This story was her grandmother's imagination and she was mesmerised by it. This story made her more confident when she was insecure.
She looked at the moon with a smile of victory. The angel's victory made her feel better even if it was just a story.
Dazzle nodded to herself and started laughing. No one, not even Dazzle knew why she was laughing. Her laughter was echoing at the alley because it was silent and deserted.
She looked at the pendant and said, "You are a crazy creature. You make everyone crazy. I hate you but thanks for making me crazy. I LOVE IT."
Dazzle looked at the pendant and thought about the time when she has even stitched the pendant with her skin to protect it. She laughed bitterly. She was laughing but her eyes were pouring down her tears.
After calming down, Dazzle stood up and adjusted her clothes. Dazzle glanced at the moon one last time and started walking back to her apartment.
While she was walking she heard a bunch of footsteps. Dazzle looked around and a few people walking from the other side of the alley.
She sighed and started walking again. The bunch of peoples were a group of high school boys.
Dazzle tried to walk away because seeing those uniform made her miss her school life which was totally ruined.
But she stopped when she heard, "Isn't it Dazzle? She is a mafia. Right? Why isn't she killing us?"
Dazzle just brushed it off and continued on her track but suddenly she felt a stone hitting her head. Dazzle was furious.
She turned back to face the person who threw a stone at her. But as soon as she turned, she got hit by an unexpected hit from a wooden plank.
Dazzle's vision was blurry but she was still stable. But the boys didn't stop. They were nervous by also determined. Dazzle started to bleed and was bruised up.
They started to continuously hit her until when Dazzle lost her balance. Dazzle was about to fall but one of the boys got her and dragged her.
Dazzle woke up after a few hours. Her eyes started to feel uneasy with the new place. It had been days since she was under bright lights.
Dazzle was trying to adjust her eyes to her surroundings. Finally, her eyesight was normal and she looked around. The place where she was sitting, was crowed with bright lights.
Strangely, it was so familiar. Dazzle looked around at the patterns arranged chair. People who looked like nerds of their school.
The place where she was wanted. It was the council. The boys gave her to the council because she is one of the most wanted people at the council.
Dazzle sighed and her tensed body relaxed a bit making other people around her confused.
Dazzle asked with the shocked eye, "Aren't you going to welcome me back?" The council members just stared at her coldly.
Dazzle pouted sarcastically and said, "Cold peoples" In a sad tone.
The person who was sitting at the biggest chair who she assumed the judge, had long white hair and old calming face, said, "Dazzle, age 15, orphan, as been proved guilty and wrong for killing and murdering.
She is also suspected for killing few members of the council..."
Dazzle cut off the judge's readings by saying, "Yea. I killed the former judge and Mark." Everyone was so surprised by Dazzle's direct and fearless answer.
The judge asked, "Why did you kill the former Judge?" with a narrow eye. Dazzle answered it in an uninterested tone, "Ahh...He was behaving badly. A piece of shit."
The judge asked again with a calm tone, "What did he do?"
Dazzle's eye darkened. She looked sharply at the judge and said, "What will you do if you see a man torturing a young girl?"
The Judge said after thinking, "I will fight him and beat him up."
Dazzle said, "Yes. Same. But it was not my fault if he was so weak, that he died when I was just kicking his dirty ass."
The judge asked, "You could have informed the police or the members here. Right?"
Dazzle chuckled and said, "You pay them every month, not me. How will they help me?
Not only that, I was escaping that time so..."
The judge nodded and asked, "Mark? Why him?"
Dazzle said with a sad but stern tone, "He was there when his friend and his boss killed Liam and were about to kill me so."
The judge asked curiously, "Who is Liam for you? What happened to him?"
Dazzle answer sharply, "Everyone knew how his stepmother killed him.
She tried to kill me too. But she was not clever enough." Dazzle started laughing while thinking about the day she killed Keira.
Liam was my best friend...umm boyfriend.
The judge asked, "So all your kills were because they did something wrong to you?"
Dazzle answered after deep thinking, "Well, most of them."
The judge cleared his throat and said, "I heard a few things from the accused. I think we must send her to a mental asylum. She needs the right path and way to deal with trauma."