Scourge

The Numbers...

Six numbers with such meaning, doesn't make sense to me.
How numbers can change themselves so much and mean death.

Four, a number that means how many, almost, murders of my soul.
Seven, the number of months that passed until this day unfolded....

The next morning Canina woke up with a spike collar on. “Come…” Jordan said and left the room.
Canina slowly followed soon noticing that it was a dog’s shock collar.
“Hmm…” Jordan ate breakfast, not allowing Canina to eat and went to the bus stop.
Canina stared at her stomach. She...

When it was 6:35 a.m Jordan woke up, went to her bathroom and changed into her school clothes and came back. “Time for school slave.” She grumbled and walked out of her room, Canina closely behind. The two of them skipped breakfast today and waited 20 to 30 minutes for the bus.
Once the bus got...

That night Jordan laid in bed, her mother kept on asking her what’s wrong, but Jordan wouldn’t say a word. Her mother was really worried about her, but said nothing more.
After it started to get dark out that night Canina knocked on the door, holding a strange looking staff with a dragon head...

“I think not!” Canina said back and mumbled something. “Time for you to take a lesson in my family… You try to kill anyone in it and you’ll have to deal with more than just the powers of the devil but also of the goddess of gods and... Heheh… the Grim Reaper.” She said and smiled. She started to chant...