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stayed away
from them to begin with, but because you didn’t…now you’re stuck
here…doesn’t it royally suck?” She said. One thing was dreadfully
clear to him; if Alex was damned here because he killed one of
their kind what was he in for if he had killed five? He knew for
sure he had to get all of them, including Amethyst, the hell out of
here. Or else they might be better off being in hell after all.

Chapter 15
    Apply some pressure, the bleeding should
slow
    Jealousy, turning saints into the sea,
swimming through sick lullabies, choking on your alibis. But it's
just the price I pay. Destiny is calling me Open up my eager eyes.
'Cause I'm Mr. Brightside. She was singing the song in her
head. She needed something, anything to make her thoughts stop.
    “Why are you so mean?” Alias asked Kristen
who still was smiling.
    “She’s not mean, she’s brainwashed. She
doesn’t really understand what she’s saying,” Alex said playing
with her hair. This was too much to handle and that was well known
already, so was there any use complaining about it? No. So Amethyst
stood up,
    “Less bitching, more action,” She said
reaching toward the touch panel on the door. “Let’s go,” she said
and they all walked out.
    For an underground building, this place was
clean and huge.
    “Christophe, any idea where anything is or
how to get out of here?” She asked. Christophe stayed still trying
to listen, smell or see any sign of an exit, She figured out it was
another half demon thing that she hadn’t learned yet.
    “Were about…thirty feet underground…cloaked
by some shield meaning that I can barely find you guys if I had
to,” he said sadly.
    “Brilliant, should’ve seen that one coming,”
she said. Kristen looked up at her with a smirk.
    “Listen kid, you and your smirk and comments
aren’t helping me, do you have anything useful to say at all?”
Amethyst snarled impatiently.
    “Daddy!” Kristen yelped happily and they all
spun around to five strong looking men with equally malicious looks
on their faces which only triggered one thing from them all,
    “Oh shit,” They said in unison.

    One of them had light skin and light gold
hair with golden yellow eyes that reflected light because they were
so yellowish they were almost neon. His muscles were faintly
visible though his black button down shirt and he looked like he
was around twenty three years old; he stood on the far left of the
silver hallway. The one next to him was dark skinned with orange
eyes that stood out against his dark skin. His was in a red baggy
sweatshirt and jeans and looked twenty. The girl on the far right
had dyed hair neon blue and was Puerto Rican looking with the
almost neon eyes as well and had on a pink baby-doll-looking-dress
and black leggings an looked sixteen or so. Next to her was Asian
boy with black hair that went down his back a white t-shirt and
baggy grey jeans that were barely held up by his belt and didn’t
look much older than the girl and had silver eyes with a charcoal
rim. The one in the middle of them all had light brown wavy hair
that stopped at his shoulders and a black and red polo shirt and
dark blue jeans. He was caramel colored and looked around thirty
with freckles on his checks and…crimson red eyes. She suddenly saw
a memory flash though her head from when she was a baby, he was
sixteen holding her saying “Baby is bound to be trouble, she’s some
monster”. She could recognize her mom at sixteen sitting on the
couch half asleep, “Amethyst Lyell Alexander”. Yeah, that’s
dad.
    “Well look at our little prisoners, or should
I say escape artists,” The blue haired girl said.
    “It’s not much of an escape with the door
wide open,” Amethyst replied. All the guys stared them down and
Kristen ran toward the guy in the middle.
    “Look it’s my sister!” She yelled. The girl
with the blue hair sauntered over to Christophe,
    “And who might you be?” she asked
flirtatiously while reaching