Welcome To The Nightmare, S.K Nuanes [best selling autobiographies TXT] 📗

you?” I growled low.
The man smiled then said, “Atpsax.”
“Why did she kill herself, tell me now or I will kill you…” I snarled low.
Atpsax didn’t seem worried one bit by my threat.
“She wrote a note. Let’s say this is all your fault.” Atpsax said, with a loud annoying laugh.
He turned to leave, I grabbed him by the arm and yanked him back, “What note?”
Atpsax laughed then said, “You know a suicide note, where someone writes their final goodbye. You were in it.”
“Show me the note.” I growled low.
Atpsax smiled then said, “Why should I? What if she didn’t want you to find her or the note?”
I sunk my claws into his arm he pushed my hand off of him, I took my claws out then narrowed my eyes then said low, “Do you know why she killed herself?”
“Maybe I do, I just wont tell you.” Atpsax said, tipping his hat to me and walking away.
I glared at him walking away; I turned back at the group they were going to their cars.
I walked over to Robert who was still staring at the grave.
“She is gone…” Robert said, sighing.
I sighed then said, “Think how it was for me, finding her body. Even though I didn’t know her like you did. It hurt so much to find her laying there, not moving.”
“I just can’t believe this…” Robert said, mumbling.
“Everyone around me, always gets hurt it seems.” I said, looking at Robert.
“What am I suppose to do now?” Robert asked, running his hand through his hair.
“Remember her.” I said softly.
Robert didn’t say anything, I never would imagine seeing him like this.
Some people you seen depressed many times, others you can’t imagine seeing them hurt, or down.
It sometimes the ones who act happy, hide pain the best.
“She was the only family, I had left…the only family we had left.” Robert sighed, looking at me.
I sighed then said, “She was my sister too. I should have been there to protect her. Now look…I failed.”
“You can’t protect everyone…” Robert sighed.
I placed my hand on his shoulder, “She knows you loved her, and she will watch over you.”
“Now I know how you felt, when you lost your entire family…she was everything.” Robert sighed.
“Robert, if you need to escape for a while. I will understand.” I said, sighing.He shrugged then looked away then said, “I have no where to go. No parents, no Annabeth.”
“You’re welcomed to stay at the house.” I said, walking back to Robert’s car.
He walked with me then said, “Thank you.”
I nodded then sighed, wishing I knew what happened to make her kill herself.
She never seemed depressed, not even close to the suicide point.
I couldn’t wrap my fingers around it, why would she do that?
Part of me almost wished I hadn’t found her, believing she was still alive. Was better then finding her dead.
Sometimes when someone passes on, you want to believe they are still alive. Your mind creates a world, how you want things to be. Your desires become true in your mind. No fears exist there, since it is the ideal world, you want.
Maybe that is why there are so many wars, we get caught up in our head, we become blind to the real world.
I never allowed myself to live in my head. It would only be a short-term release.
Demons did have a way of living the way they want.

Robert sat in one of the leather chairs, he had his tie loosened and he took off his jacket, which was hanging over the chair.
I grabbed some glasses and poured him some whiskey, and handed him a glass.
Robert sighed and took it and looked at the glass, he rubbed his temple, “I am wondering if I should take my life, and join her in the afterlife.”
I exhaled and threw my head back then looked at him then sat down in the other leather chair, “Robert, you do know suicide isn’t the best option.”
“She is my baby sister, Brent. You would of done the same thing with Aldabella.” Robert said, narrowing his eyes.
I sighed, after all this time I could still remember, that name.
Was shocking I couldn’t remember the color of my nursery but I could remember my baby sister’s name.
Even though she was young, and didn’t get to live much. I probably couldn’t forget her, or my family.
“We aren’t talking about Aldabella. We are talking about your sister. Listen I am sure she is ok, she always is.” I said, trying to keep my voice leveled.
“Then why is she dead? She killed herself! She clearly wasn’t ok!” Robert said, throwing the glass into the fireplace.
“I know Robert, I should have been there or protected her better. But I had no control over what happened.” I said, low.
Robert exhaled and looked down, he said, “I know, I am sorry. Just didn’t think this would happen.”
“I know, exactly how I felt. When I woke up as a demon, and found my entire family dead. If I didn’t wander away, I could of saved them. Or burned with them…” I sighed, wishing I could go back and fix my mistake.
“I know, probably more of a shock to you. Loosing everyone in one night.” Robert said, looking at me.
I shrugged then said, “No use spilling tears now. Tears don’t bring the dead back.”
The pain inside of me was growing, as if the sorrow was a disease, spreading slowly throughout my veins, infecting every part of me.
Demons won’t suppose to be able to cry, it would be similar to, that fire can’t start under water, and keep burning. It’s not supposed to be able to happen.
Loosing Annabeth was more painful, then I imagined.
Roberts cell phone started to ring, he looked at it but didn’t do anything.
“Are you going to answer that?” I asked, raising an eyebrow.
He exhaled and got up and looked at whoever was calling, he got up and left the room.
It was Amanda, was able to tell by the voice on the other end.
"I know why she killed herself."

Ayperos whispered low.
I never wanted to believe or ask him anything, but I almost had to. If anyone knows why she killed herself. I wanted to know.
“You better not be lying.” I growled low.
He chuckled then said, "Why would I lie to you?"

I exhaled heavily then said, “Tell me…”
“Its obvious, you might not of noticed, but I was inside watching. She loved you a lot, but then she gave up. She was weak, and her will was low. So a demon was able to possess her. It drove her to kill herself."

I didn't think, a demon was able to possess a vampire, how was that possible? I knew humans were weak, and demons could easily go into them. I never heard of a demon, possessing another immortal.
The demon, must have been around her a while, enough to understand her weaknesses, and hers was me.
That is one reason, I don't like being close to someone, they become weaker. And you can be their one true weakness.


I grabbed my leather jacket and ran out the door and into the woods.
It started to rain; I came to a clearing, where there were no trees, or anything but grass. I never came out this far; it was probably three hours away from the house.
I looked up at the sky; it only took few seconds for me to become fully soaked.
“Long time no see Prince of Hell.” A voice said, from behind me.
I turned around, and there stood Dmitri.
He hadn’t changed a bit, he had dark leather boots, he had dark pants with a chain on them, his shirt was black, his skin was glowing, and his eyes were sharp and had a lust to them. His hair wasn’t a mess it was brushed.
“What the hell do you want?” I snarled low.
Dmitri chuckled then said, “Just came to see what you will do now. Since now Annie or whatever her name is dead.”
“Leave me alone.” I snarled low.
Dmitri chuckled then said, “Why would I do that?”
I bared my canines at him, and then he exhaled then said, “How is it that you haven’t broken down yet?”
I narrowed my eyes then said, “How is it that I haven’t killed you yet?”
Dmitri then looked up at the rain, and then the lighting that started to flash across the sky. It would light up, every other second.
“Biggest storm of the year they say.” Dmitri said, with a laugh.
“Well, to let you know I am not in the mood.” I growled low.
Dmitri dashed towards me, and knocked me up high in the air. He jumped up and slammed me down on the ground, while he did a back flip.
“Come on, I do hope you got more in you then that.” Dmitri said, yawning.
I did a back flip, landing on my feet then said, “Alright, you’re pissing me off.”

I took out the dagger, and allowed it to grow into its sword form.
“Alright a sword battle, I will do that haven’t used mine in a while.” Dmitri said, his hand turning into a claw he cut his arm, blood ran out, and then he pulled out a thin black Katana, pulling it straight up out of his arm. Not even a drop of blood was on the Katana. The sword I had was a full tang zabuza.
“How did you pull that out?” I asked, confused.
Dmitri chuckled then said, “Its apart of being from the Dark Realm, I am able to store my sword, within me like that.”
He chuckled, Dmitri then launched himself in the air with his sword, and then he aimed it at me and came towards me like a missile. I jumped out of the way, then stabbed the sword into his stomach, and twirled him on the end of it, as if he was a basketball, and the full tang zabuza was a finger.
I unhooked him and threw him in the air, I launched myself in the air and went to strike, but he got his sword and blocked it.
“A skilled swordsman, aren’t we?” Dmitri said, pushing back the same amount I was.
His sword started to glow then a huge gush of wind, slammed me back to the ground, he sharpened the sword, and then came back at me, I rolled out of the way, and then jumped up in the air. He followed me up in the air I undercut him in the stomach. It didn’t even hurt him.
This wasn’t going to end anytime soon.
I dropped back to the ground, Dmitri then stabbed the ground then I heard some barks and howling came from behind me.
“Why not make this more fun?” Dmitri said, grinning. He back flipped and landed on a tree stump.I turned around, and saw a huge pack of Hell Hounds.
“Your father gave me permission to use them.” Dmitri said, smiling at the pack.
“So I guess you and the Devil are on a first name basis.” I said, gripping onto the sword, looking at the pack.
They were foaming at the mouth, one had a lazy eye, and blood was on their mouths. These weren’t the normal Hell Hounds. I think they were the hounds that were killed and Satan didn’t want to bring them back to life, so the Reaper must have taken them from the grave.
I leaped up in the air and got in the middle of the pack, and lunged at the ground, holding the sword