Thanatos Danest,Ezra

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It's either a parallel universe or I'm in the past.

I sat crossed leg on my bed with several sheets of paper surrounding me. Been busy analysing my situation with non existing evidence which led back to the diary. No matter how much I try to right on it,it wouldn't reflect on the pages.

There was something wrong about this diary. Was it Bewitched? Or could it have been possessed by the owner's ghost. That's extremely possible. Since my encounter with it,it didn't do any good for me. Transporting me to this unknown world and gave me a demon as a guardian. Weren't angels always guardians?so what changed?.

What exactly is going on?

"You know shooting lasers at that book wouldn't change a thing" Aaron suddenly opened his mouth again, clearly not heeding to my warning of keeping shut.

"And you know,talking after being warned could warrant my fist in your mouth,". I never talk like this but it felt good saying such words. Aaron only sneered at me, knowing fully well I don't stand a chance.

He still had his hood on,flexing mysterious vibes to all corners of the room. For starters I've seen his lips,a man can't have such lips and not be handsome. Moreover evil people had the prettiest face. Today made it one week since I saw 'shirtless boy'. For an unknown reasons he has been avoiding me,both at school and at home.

A knock which was neither soft nor hard came from outside my room door. That was clearly mom.

"Annie,open up" oh Lord,I feel guilty Every time I hear that name. Glances where exchanged between Aaron and I,he merely shrugged before disappearing.

"It's open. Come in". Annie's mom...I mean my mom was a petite looking woman whose smile was extremely charming. She stood outside my room door, observed it before walking in. Reason?I don't know.

"Did you just wake up?" I didn't answered that. Clearly I didn't have my early morning red eye. Ignoring my rudeness she continued her speech.

"Well today after school,you have a blind date with the council elder son, Jacques. Dress well tonight,you can't miss this opportunity". Handing a photo over to me before walking out. I took a look at it. He was good looking with pretty eyes but that wasn't my business. I simply have to make him lose interest in me,simple as abc.

Over the week all I did was got to school,attend classes,meet different ugly frying pans and some fine looking asshole later on. I could still remember what happened last week.

I got into a fight with some mean girl and I beat her to near death. It wasn't intentional tho,my body seemed to do more than I planned to do. I was reluctant to get out of my pj and go to school especially when I'm only gonna get bored.

Time flew by quickly. I was already home preparing for my date. I don't understand why I've to go on a blind date and get a fiance,I was just 18. 18 and ready to travel around the world not sit at home with a protruding stomach while knitting a sweater for the baby. I was determined to mess this up.

I looked at the open closet before me and I almost burst into tears. The clothes were either church like skirt or hand me down shirts. Couldn't my mom think of getting me a dress?

I ran my fingers through the clothing line,who wears such?

My heart ached slightly as I imagined my self in one of these monstrous clothing. I was an electronic person,all our clothes were picked by each home robot. I had difficulty deciding what to wear to school and now I have to do the same thing again.

I ransacked through the closet until I found what I was silently praying for. Trousers. Hidden inside a shoe box,it was burgundy which was my favourite colour and it wasn't baggy either. I grabbed a black long sleeved shirt and a pair of scissor and headed for the sewing machine. Time to show some tailoring skulls.

"Annie,come out. Jacques is here". I did a double check on myself before heading downstairs. Jacques my supposed boyfriend for tonight was a fine looking pan. I hope he turns 180° and head out of our home when he sees me. My mom and dad probably heard the wood creak and turned around with a smile. I swear,the look of surprise on their faces made my day.

Mom's face had a grim look and dad's was contorted in horror and Jacques? He simply smiled at me. Plan failed.

"What is the meaning of this" mom and dad said simultaneously.

"Woah,did you guys plan that?when? that's so cool". I threw them my ten bucks smile before walking pass them to my date. Jacques sized me up and smiled at me.

"You look good". Of course I did. I'd cut the sleeves off the black shirt and I also removed the buttons. Replacing the buttons was a bold word Battle written vertically. The word was had to sew but I did it,it was seen with burgundy thread. The trouser was transformed to a skirt with lot of patterns sewn with black thread. I had on black boots and my hair was in a bun.

If after all these hard work I didn't get a compliment,I would jump from a rooftop. My parents stood there looking shocked but slightly relieved due to Jacques compliment. With Jacques leading the way out of my house to his car,I took my time to check his car out. It was white Benz and probably a limited edition,I wasn't sure tho;I never been a fan of cars. I was more of the motorcycle type.

Jacques was a cool guy. Really cool if I may add,time with him wasn't boring and he always had something to say when the conversation was dying down. We pulled up at 'Nadia', a fancy restaurant not too far from home maybe an hour drive at most. I wasn't checking the time. The car park was kind of lonely or maybe it was too spacious. We parked in between a Camry and another car I couldn't identify.

Like the gentleman he was, Jacques came over and helped me with my door. He led the way into the restaurant and I walked behind him checking out my surroundings. Yes,I got no phone,this place was so ancient compared to the life I was living.

I kept looking around and didn't notice when Jacques stopped walking resulting in a faint headache. I know headache from just a back slam isn't common but when the back is rock-like, you'll understand.

I shoved him to get his attention but he didn't flinch,I stood in front of him and he didn't move. He wasn't blinking either,his eyes were looking straight up and his smile was fixed. What's going on?

I looked around me and it was then I noticed the couple stepping out of the Nadia. Both were frozen too,the car driving out of the parking lot was also the same way.... everything was paused. One more time,what is going on?

I could hear the sound of slow footsteps from behind. Slow and daunting. I planned on turning around to see the person who possibly turned almost everyone to ice block. If I said I wasn't freaked out,would you believe me?

Breath in,breath out. I turned around swiftly ready to charge at the attacker but I was faced with a smiling teenager who was most likely to be younger than I was. He was dressed in regular Jean and jacket and he still managed to look like he walked out of a fashion magazine. I got my voice back after admiring the male specimen in front of me.

"Who are you?". His smile only got wider and blinding.

"Ahh..you are just like He said. Never scared always curious". I'm slowly beginning to hate that smile of his.

"Stop beating around the bush. You did this, didn't you?" I gestured in case the dude didn't get my point.

"Yeah,I did" He kept smiling like a clown and It was so creepy.

I was quite sure now that I wasn't going to be safe around this guy. He freezes time and smiles like a clown.

"Why? To meet me?"

"No reason and yes to meet you". I raised my left eyebrow up in a questioning manner. He didn't seem to get my point.

"WHO ARE YOU?". I positioned my self in a defensive manner in case this psycho decided to attack.

"Ezra and don't ask for my surname. I don't have one".

"Ok,why are you here and what do you want from me?"

He tilted his head to both sides while looking at me with his weird smile. Psycho.

"To supervise you and to make sure you succeed" ok. I'm so lost in this conversation.

"Supervise who? And succeed what??" His smile faltered and he stared at me for a few minutes before regaining himself. Wacko.

He reached for my hand but I dodged his touch. No man is touching my skin without permission."Let's go see Danest".

Danest? Who is that? I'll be damned. Ezra seemed to notice the confused look I gave him this time.

"I'm Ezra, Danest twin brother". He sent me a cooler smile this time around.

For God's sake,who is Danest?!