Yellow eyes. Blood shed. More bloodshed. And some drama. 
THAT is what it was at first. 

Then add witches to the mix and you have some messed up reality going on.

Target for a massacre.
Knives.
hit and runs
Kidnapping
Hostage

Crystal is a gem that grows in the midst of utter chaos directly aimed at her. 
A survivor's soul.
With more than enough lives involved in her business. Some good, some bad and some dead but kinda living too.

TARGET FOR DEMISE

Jordan goraned looking at the deserted barren lands they had reached. He wasn't sure where they were any more. 


"Yoi don't know where we are any more, do you?" Blake sighed sitting down once more. 


"Give it a moment. Usually after looking for this long they come find you," Jordan hoped. 


"Didn't you just leave in the morning that day and come back at Dawn?" Blake remembered. 


"Thay doesn't count." Jordan whined as he searched for a new direction to explore. 


"Maybe the ones that have her will hear us and come find us." Jordan explained. Blake sighed and smacked his own forehead. Jordan had always been a knuckle head to begin with. 


"You read a lot of books." Jordan remembered. 


" is there anything in your vast knowledge that can help us?" 


As if it had been rehearsed the skies darkened and lightning tore through it. 


Greetings