Devilbesideyou666

I see dead people. 

But hey, it’s the zombie apocalypse, everyone is seeing dead people, including a blind girl. It’s not like I am that special. 

For a while, I thought I was going to be Cinderella, complete with the cruel stepfamily and the little mice for helpers. But instead of mice, I got demons from hell with a taste for chaos.

Then again, there is nothing wrong with a little chaos in the middle of the apocalypse. It’s what makes life worth living. 

Unfortunately for others, they don’t quite see it that way. You see, I have a gift. One that isn’t exactly mine, but I can use it however I see fit. 

My gift is granting wishes. 

I'm a genie without a bottle, but it would be nice if people appreciated me more. All the humans ask for is the same thing… more food here, shelter there, kill these people, torture those. And I do it all, for a small price. 

I don’t ask for money or food, I can get that on my own. No, I want favors, souls, something that means everything for the other person. And they give it to me. Their momentary desire worth their long term happiness. 

But by the time they discover that, I’m long gone, already moved on to my next… client.

I know I look young, starvation and abuse will do that to a girl. Humans tell me that I shouldn’t be wandering out there alone. Some try to help me… most don’t. But whoever said I was by myself? Just because others couldn’t see them didn’t mean my demons ever left. I still hear their voices in my head, whispering words of encouragement and love. For them, I’d do anything. Kill anyone. Destroy anything. 

After all, life is just a game, right? Those still alive at the end of the day were the lucky ones. Those who died were not. Everything is just a game of chance, all a human has to do is roll the dice.

My only word of advice is to be careful what you wish for… you just might get it.

My name is Hattie, welcome to my world. 

Would you like a cup of tea?

Be Careful What You Wish For: A Zombie Apocalypse

As if to emphasize Beau's point, the once cloudless sky burst open, soaking everyone who was on the deck in rain. The water fell down so hard and fast that it almost seemed to crush some of the humans, sending them down to the ground.

"Fun," sighed Luca, closing his eyes. Cracking his neck from side to side, he looked at Beau. "Can't you control it?" he demanded, hating the feeling of being wet. It didn't help that there was so much force coming down that each raindrop felt like a hammer beating against him.

"What? Can't handle a bit of rain?" smirked a completely dry Beau. However, before any of the other men could reply, he waved his arm and the rain avoided the seven men, falling around them but no longer on them.

The water power user even went as far as to make sure that everyone was nice and dry before they made their way down the steps where everyone else was being punished by the weather.

There’s Always Hattie