"Elena!" I screamed, running after her. She kept running, not turning back. "Elena!" I yelled again, "Don't do it! It's  not worth it!" She turned back at me. "That dirty little traitor killed Angelo! It deserves to die!"

  "Angelo died a hero! He wouldn't want this!" I cried, taking the advantage to grab her hand. "What would you know?" She screamed in my face, a tear slipping from her cheek. "You weren't married to him! Her face sank, tears rolling down her face. "You aren't pregnant with his child.."

  "I know, I know..." I said, pulling her into a hug. "But you shouldn't give it any satisfaction. Let us help you."

  She glanced up at me, eyes wet with tears. "T-Thank you Anna..." She sighed, sinking onto the bench next to me. "I just.....I didn't get to tell him...." She started crying again. "I know, I know." I said again, pulling her into another hug. "But wherever he is..." I said, holding up her face to look at mine. "He knows, and he's smiling."

"But-"

"And you should smile right back at him."

  Elena smiled at me and sank into my arms, leaning her head onto my shoulder.

  I felt the breath knocked straight out of me as I was pulled into the air. I turned around to see to glowing, red eyes peering at me. "I sEE YoU aRe fEElinG doWn." It said in a demonic voice. "LEt mE hElP yoU wiTH thAt." It threw me into he air, cackling, and then caught me again. As it was about to throw me again, I twisted out of it's grip, landing right in front of it, glaring at it hovering over me.

  It was a pitch-black, ghostly thing with glowing red eyes. It was made of an inky substance, and when it opened its "mouth", the inky stuff stayed connected in strands, like when you pull apart a grilled cheese sandwich.

  "You!" I yelled, taking my gun out of my holster. "Traitor!"

  "Ha! You trusted me?" It said, transforming into it's human form and it's voice going back from demonic. As a human, it looked like a normal black haired, green eyed, 16 year-old male. Oh, but it was more than that. It was a transfigutor, a creature that could turn into any mammal it wanted. It had no gender, but I called it a he, since he acted more like a boy than anything, if you know what I mean.

  "That sure was a mistake." He said, laughing. "I was sure that you of all people would figure me out." He leaned on a bench counting off on his fingers. "I mean, the nighttime "strolls", the mysterious disappearances, the defiance of orders. Heck, you even caught me calling my boss!"

  "That was different!" I yelled, unconsciously lowering my gun. "I-I....I thought.." I looked down. He studied my face for a moment, then slowly smiled. " Wait....wait, I know that face. You thought, that I-" He burst into laughter. "You thought I LOVED you? Ha! You're even MORE pathetic than I thought!" He touched his finger to my chin, lifting it up. "And it'll make you so much more easier to kill."

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