18. GUN

"Now he is on his way and I am on my way." She told herself walking with a steady pace to the cemetery with white flowers in her arms. No matter how much she tried to forget him, there was something scary about him which pulled her thoughts around him.

Tears sting in her eyes as she remembered her human parents. She wanted to say thanks to them for the last time. Because she knew what she was going to do. Either she was going to finish everything or she was getting killed.

Spotting her parents grave she kneeled before it, joining her hands in a small prayer.