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

“She was my soul sister,” Amy replied deep in thought, “I never thought about it like that before.” 


“She really was,” she whispered and hugged herself more tightly with the blanket at her shoulders. 


“Were you… did you try getting close to her new friends after she moved in?” The doctor asked. 


“Felix was never really approachable,” she stated, “Jordan was cool but he always walked with his emotionless Friend Blake. I didn’t get much of a window there.” 


“When did you learn about the magic?” he asked. 


Amy hummed, “It was…well when she first told me the truth behind all her hospital visits and the weird attachment with Felix, I didn’t believe her. I didn’t even believe any of that after an attempted murder by a blanket,” 


“I thought I was going exceptionally crazy when this bitch… I am sorry. Am I allowed to say that?” She asked looking around. 


The doctor shrugged rearranging his glasses on his face as he noted down. 


She was...