It's Not Supposed To Happen This Way, Caroline LaRose [ebooks that read to you .TXT] 📗

I am Evangeline. I am the Morning Star. I am the last thing those Monsters see at the end of their murderous life.

As I walked down the alleyway, gun in hand tightly and knife slipped into my tall white boot, everything white, including the gun. It stunned them for a couple of seconds at my brightness, I was the first to figure out that white was there natural enemy, the opposite of black, of monsters.
I heard rustling and in a flash, my gun with my trigger-ready finger was pointing that way where a light brown kitten bounced out of the garbage, it's pelt dirty and a banana peel looking silly on it's head. I sighed at the little thing, it's green eyes gazed at me as my dark brown ones stared right back.

"You are not a kitten," I said in a soothing voice, "You are a shifter, a male to be exact, yet you hoped to startle me and catch me off guard, and it didn't work, so you now hope to run away, but we all know that won't happen,"

"You are right, Morning Star, please have mercy, my children need food," A deep voice said, the kitten to be exact as it grew into a handsome male, but it meant nothing to me, I cared none for monsters, but the Shifter had struck a nerve when he mentioned children.

"Run before my ounce of mercy runs out before your life," I said quietly, raising my gun and pointing it at his heart, the only place you could kill a monster.

"Thank you, Morning Star, thank you, god bless you," The shifter sputtered out before turning and shifting to a cheetah, it streaked away and jumped over a fence, gone from sight and I relaxed a little.

(The Shifter)

I had never known the Morning Star had mercy, we had all heard of him, yet they told stories of his girly features, but he had wore a brilliant white strapless dress when I saw him, definitely not a male, female, the Morning Star was a female, who killed millions of us and others.
I ran faster before shifting back to my human form and flinging the door of my house open, I am forty years old in human years and I had just run about ten miles. I closed the door and fell down on the couch, my breathing labored as my children and wife came around, two teens and one set of triplets, all girls except for one boy, the teen, almost twenty.

"What happened?" My wife Mariana asked, sitting perched on the edge of the couch, frowning at me, she had disapproved of going out to look for food at night.

"H-She has mercy..." I mumbled, my triplets were sitting by my legs all in a row, all tiny and four years old.

"Who's she?" My teen Coraline asked, sitting cross legged on the ground in front of my face, but a foot and a half back.

"Morning Star," I forced out and I heard my son growl and I sighed "No, you shouldn't go after her, you'll end up dead,"

"To bad, she deserves to die now," Mason, my only son snarled but I wobbled my head side to side, shaking it as best I could in my tired, aching body.

"No, she let me go, she had mercy, she let me leave," I mumbled, closing my eyes.

"She? I thought the Morning Star was a male, he can't be a female," Mariana said, we had all heard that it was a he, not a she.

"Tell that to her long braided hair and white strapless dress, she may kill you for it," I whispered, my eyes closing as I began to fall asleep.

"Oh I will," I heard Mason say and a door open and close before I was completely under.

Morning Star

I sighed, I hated monsters, but I loved children, he had hurt my heart thinking about the children who would go hungry without him. I hated myself for loving all children, even monster children, it made my job harder. I sighed, twirling around in my dress, I was only eighteen, yet I had been a hunter for two years.
I walked, my footsteps silent from the amount of work someone had put into them, they had leather flowers on them and brown string lines working there way up and down in twirls. my dress was plane and white, it was strapless and the skirt was puffed out at her waist a little and it ended just above my knees, it had a heart top on my front and her boots ended a couple of inches under he knees, they had one inch heels on the heel only.
I slowed my swift walk when I heard a rustling and a thousand watt smile brushed across my lips, showing my shiny white teeth as I turned around, I undid my hair so it fell down in waves from the braid as I waited for whoever it was to come out into the open, the star in my hair stayed in, just hanging down in my hair.

"Hello, come for revenge?" I said in a velvety tone, seeing a man step out and I sighed, he looked just like the other shifter but younger, and he had blonde hair instead of brown, "You must be the child, or one of the children,"

"Revenge, yeah, I guess so you asshole," He said and in a blur, he shoved me against the alley-wall and I still smiled, ignoring the pain from the wall slamming against my back.

"Oh please, I have been wishing I was dead for some time now, all I can do is save the humans, nothing else, I am a useless being, a asshole as you described," I said, looking up at his frowning face as I raised my arms and pushed him away from me, avoiding touching his skin because it made me feel weird to touch monster's skin. I walked around him, observing him as he stood there, turning his head towards where I went, "You look much like your father, a grandparent must have been tall, your mother's blonde probably, your father' green eyes, excellent build, it would be a shame to destroy you,"

"Your not the Morning Star, don't even talk like that," He said and I glared at him, stopping in front of him.

"The Morning Star, Evangeline, not Lucifer, Evangeline you stupid being," I said through clenched teeth, I hated it when people thought I was Lucifer instead of me being a girl. I shoved him back and pulled my knife out of my boot, holding it to his neck, "You shouldn't have called me that," I said threateningly, but I moved it, putting it away and stepping back, pacing around as I watched my white boots.

"Aren't you supposed to kill me now?" He asked and I let out a bell-like laugh, my first time laughing in years.

"Nope, it's amusing to talk to you, why would I kill that?" I said softly then my voice got stronger "But truthfully, I have bid mercy on your father, and his relatives now have mercy from me, so I can't kill you, only torture you until you beg for death, just kidding, I hate torture," I smiled my thousand watt smile at his confused face.

"What's that supposed to mean?" He asked, crossing his arms across his chest and his muscles becoming tense.

"It means I have now confused you, now would be the perfect time to attack, yet I don't feel like killing, it hurts my head when I pull the trigger, I lost my head phones ages ago, well, actually two months, but hey, I'm not that old," I said, standing still across the alley from him and he glared daggers a me, which I deflected with my million watt smile and glowing brown eyes, a shade lighter than usual.

"You asshole, you're trying to confuse me!" He yelled, obviously mad and I was pushed against the wall.

"Maybe, what's your name? I have already told you mine, though you already knew my nickname, my full name is Evangeline Mae, but I won't tell you my last name, it is annoying and I hate being compared to them, it hurts to even think of them," I said and a hand clamped over my mouth, making me stop from continuing to talk.

"Mason, now shut up Morning Star, your tongue will not confuse me," He said and I gazed up at his deep green eyes, I found myself getting lost in them until I finally surface and I smiled against his hand. I carefully lifted my hand, bending my elbow to take his hand off, carefully.

"It has been nice meeting you, Sir Mason, but it seems my morning is coming and my stomach is hungry," I said and patted my flat stomach where my ribs were showing slightly, I hadn't eaten in days. I pushed him back gently, moving his hands from holding me against the wall and kissed his cheek "Goodbye," before turning away from his shocked and choked up expression and running out of the alleyway.

First they ignore you, then they ridicule you, then they fight you, and then you win

I smiled to myself as I stretched and stood after sleeping for about eleven hours, perfect time to get ready for another day of hunting down those hideous beings. But my thoughts drifted to Mason for some reason, it annoyed me, I had had a great laugh once I had reached home about his expression on his face when I kissed his cheek, but that was it, I fell asleep on my small bed, in the small one story room atop a giant hotel, I felt safer the higher I rose from the ground, the closer I came to the stars, especially in the morning.
I felt revitalized as I walked over to one of my long suitcase and opened it, it held three gown-like dresses, I chose the hot red one this time, it held on to my body and had spaghetti straps like this:(Author: I don't usually use pictures but I can't describe the dress)


I laid the dress out on the bed and stripped off my night gown, tossing it next to the dress. I took a quick shower in the small bathroom, using my luxury soap I had bought from a trip home a year ago, and stepped out, drying my hair and body on a towel, smelling of strawberries.
I slipped on the dress and brushed my hair before braiding it loosely over my shoulder and putting on the