Original Stories Fan Fiction ❯ Don't Be Afraid ❯ Chapter 1

[ T - Teen: Not suitable for readers under 13 ]

(Alec P.O.V)

Both of us walked the streets of the lighted city, going our separate ways. He said he was probably going to head to one of the local bars, start drinking and maybe do a little flirting with the women… or the men. I don't think he really cared who he hooked up with, as long as he can get drunk and forget what's happened in our lives, forget the loved ones we left behind.

He's like a child, now that he's free he wants to roam everywhere.

I had roamed the city, thinking, being shadowed by the darkness that crept into the ally ways behind me.

I had come accustomed to darkness through out my life. Learning to hide from the people who are after me and my brother. He never found the point in hiding though.

`What's the point of hiding when he's gonna find us anyways. Hiding only delays the inevitable, you should know that.'

He's right too. Hiding only delays what you know will happen. He would always stay in his place whenever he would come. Never running to hide, like I did. Maybe that makes him stronger than me. Maybe it makes him better. Who knows. All I know is if you hide in the right spot, he may never find you… but if he does, your punishment is twice as bad.

Cars passed me as I walked down the streets of the lonely city, the few people I passed were busy in their conversations. I could hear everything they said, nobody cared if I heard them. Honestly I don't think they knew that I could hear them, being to wrapped up in their own self to truly care about the world around them.

I was standing by a lamp post. Finally bathing myself in the light. I should have known better. I felt something… someone… following me. Whoever or whatever it is… has been following me and my brother since we left home. He doesn't give up either, he's on persistent son of a bitch.

I could see everything… Something didn`t seem right to me though. If he was following us, he should know that we aren't the easiest people to capture… so why did he come alone. Before I could do anything, I felt something hit my neck, sending a high voltage of pain coursing through my body and sending me back into the darkness.

(Ben's P.O.V.)

I told him I was heading to one of the bars… but for some reason I kept walking past all of them. I didn't want to stop walking. I thought that if I stopped everything that happened in the past year would come back at me full blast.

Maybe if I continued to walk, I could get away… away from everything. Away from my life, away from my brother, away from myself… but mostly away from the fear that I have kept hidden for so long.

The fear that has built up through out the years.

How I wanted the fear to disappear. Like it did when I was with him. My best friend in the whole world. The only one to truly care about me. Not like my brother, he only says that he cares. But deep down I know. He considers me a freak to. Just like him.

I could feel a presence around me. Not like the people who have passed me, but a different kind. It feels like the same presence that has been around us since we left home. They told me someone was following us. My brother said I was crazy, maybe he's right… but I can't shake this feeling I have, and I never go against them.

Something behind me caught my attention… I could feel hot breath on my neck, but when I turned around there was nothing there.

`Don't fear HIM. As long as you fight back, you can destroy HIM.'

Destroy him? I thought … The smell of blood filled my nose. I looked down at my hands and I could see it. Blood. Everywhere. On my hands. On my clothes.

I can feel the ground against me, as I fell on the hard pavement and begin rocking back and forth, covering my ears with my hands to try and muffle out the noise.

`Don't fear HIM. You can destroy HIM.'

No. shut up. You're not real. My brother said you weren't.

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“Why don't you fear him?”

“Alec, I already told you. They they told me there was no point in being afraid.”

“Who told you?” Alec questioned as he looked over at his twin brother from his bed.

“The voices.”

“The voices? Ben how many times do I have to tell you… they aren't real, don't listen to them. They always get you in trouble.”

“They are real.”

“No, they're not. I'm real. Listen to my voice, not them. They're are only going to make you go nuts.”

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A man walked closer to the rocking form, careful so as not to make a noise. He, himself, was being followed by two more guys holding guns. The man held up a hand, telling the other two to wait, before stepping forward still.

“I've been looking for you.” The rocking man didn't even budge at the sound, just continued mumbling incoherently and rocking back and forth, shaking his head. “You must be Ben. Why is it that I always get the crazy ones?” He motioned for the two men to get him, and they walked over to him, placing one hand under each arm. Ben didn't even try to fight them off, like he would normally do, as they hauled him off the concrete.

“Get him in the car and drive him to the precinct. You need to watch him carefully. He may be crazy but he'll still get free if he wishes.” The men nodded as they loaded Ben into the car, one staying in the backseat with him, as the other jumped in the front and started the car.