The Unimaginable World by Amber Riel (ereader with dictionary txt) 📕

I lay on the bed staring at the dark ceiling, thinking about the words which had been written on that paper.  I couldn’t get the words out of my mind.  Finally, I sat up and looked down at Bones who had been sleeping on the floor, curled up into a ball.  I shook my head when I noticed a dark shadow moving in the dim light.  “Grim?” I asked.

“Yes, child,” he replied.         

I sighed and shook my head.  “Vivid had me read the prophecy you told her about,” I told him.         

“Prophecy?  What prophecy?” Grim asked, clearly he was lost and confused.  He knew almost everything there was to know but he knew nothing about what Vivid had told me about.         

“The one that mentions the end of the mortals’ world and talks about the zombies,” I replied.         

Grim sighed and moved out closer to where the moonlight helped bring out his dark cloak.  I watched him shake his head.  “I don’t talk to demons unless they’re getting into trouble and I have to get onto them.  I didn’t speak to Vivid about anything.  The mention of zombies?  That’s just nonsense.  If I needed to explain about a prophecy I would have but I didn’t.  She was clearly lying to you for some reason.  You need to keep your guard up around that demon.”         

Anger began to fill up inside of me at the sound of his words.  “She lied to me?!” I screamed at the top of my lungs.  I didn’t care if I woke anyone up or not.  I was furious.         

Bones lifted his head up for a moment but then quickly rested his head in between his paws again.         

“Keep your voice down, child,” Grim spoke, turning his attention toward the bedroom door, “people are sleeping.”

I took a deep breath and calmed down.  “I’ll be fine,” I told him, trying to calm down.         

Grim nodded and then turned his attention toward the window.  “You need to get outside as soon as possible.”

I stood up and walked over to the window next to him.  I looked outside and turned my attention toward the woods.  I noticed a couple of zombies making their way to the cabin.  “Damn,” I muttered.         

“Language, child, language,” Grim spoke.         

I turned around and picked up a couple of small daggers I had placed on the nightstand and then hurried out of the room.  I had begun heading down the stairs when Thorn stopped me.  “Where are you going?” he asked.

“Outside,” I answered.  “We have a couple of unwanted guest heading our way.”         

He nodded.  “Need any help?”         

“I’ll be fine.”         

He nodded again.  “I’ll come anyways, just in case.”

I nodded.

The zombies didn’t stop.  I ran to one while I pulled out a dagger and stuck the blade into the zombie’s head.  When I went to pulled the dagger out of the blade, the other zombie took advantage by grabbing my arm and taking a huge bite into my skin.  “Ouch!”         

“Quill!” Thorn shouted, hurrying outside.  He instantly stuck a piece of broken glass into the zombie’s head and removed the zombie from my arm.       

“Good thing we heal fast but that still hurt,” I told Thorn.         

He pushed the piece of glass into the creature’s head till the thing dropped dead.  He grabbed my arm and examined it.  He laughed a little.  “It’s also a good thing that their bites don’t affect us,” he answered.  “You better hope the mortals don’t see that.”         

I nodded.  “Thorn,” I began.         

“What?” he asked, locking eyes with me.          

“Why don’t you ever go out?  I mean on dates?” I asked him.         

He stared at me for a moment then directed his gaze toward my arm.  “I just don’t see myself as a relationship kind of guy,” he answered.         

I nodded.         

“I mean I just don’t see what the point is with letting you get out there and then ending up with nothing but a broken heart,” he answered.         

I nodded again.  “Sorry I asked.”         

“Don’t be sorry,” he answered then slightly smiled.  “Why don’t you date?”         

I shrugged.  “I don’t know… I guess I’ve never really meant anyone worth sharing my life with.”         

He nodded.         

“Are we losers because we don’t put ourselves out there for the opposite sex to use that power of a relationship over us?”         

He laughed.  “No we’re not.”  He sighed.  “Actually, I do have feelings for someone.”         

“Oh,” I replied, feeling disappointment take over.         

“Quill, I’m about-”         

“What’s going on out here?” Vivid asked, working her way outside.          

I noticed as Thorn eyed the demon.         

“I really hate her,” he replied.         

I laughed a little at his words.         

Vivid walked over to us and examined my arm then turned her attention toward the two dead zombies.  “Well it’s a good thing the mortals aren’t out here.”         

“The mortals already know that we can’t die,” I answered.         

“Still if they see your wound they’re going to flip.”         

I shook my head and rolled my eyes.  “I think you should be the last to talk about anything.”         

“Why do you say that?”         

“I talked to Grim,” I answered, “he explained that he hasn’t talked to you about anything that you lied to me about that damn prophecy…”         

“Prophecy?  What prophecy?” Thorn asked, confused.

“Forget it,” I answered, eyeing Vivid.         

Vivid shot a look at me as if I had been the one who lied.         

“You’re just a demon,” I told the so called demi-goddess.  I took a deep breath and looked toward the cabin.  “The mortals can sleep soundly tonight.  I don’t think I’m going to be going to bed for a while though.  I can’t seem to sleep.”         

“Alright, want any company?” Thorn asked.         

I slightly nodded.         

“Okay then.  You can go back to the cabin, Vivid.”         

“Fine.”  Vivid turned around and headed toward the cabin.         

I shook my head and turned my attention toward Thorn.  Clearly, he didn’t like to deal with the demon either.

The sun began to rise while Thorn and I walked onto the small porch.  “We’ve been up practically all night,” I told Thorn with a sigh.         

He nodded in agreement.         

“I’m going to go take a nap or something… or at least try to get some sleep,” I told him.         

“Yeah I think I should do the same.  I’m sure Ziles and Vivid could keep an eye out for any zombies.  Although I think the mortals are safe for now,” he replied.         

I nodded.  I opened the front door to the porch and we walked inside.          

Annie was in the living room, fixing up the place.  She looked up at us and smiled slightly.  “I know we’re not going to be staying here for too long but I thought that for now that the rooms could be cleaned up.”          

Thorn nodded and smiled.  “Good idea.”         

I walked over to a window and looked outside while Thorn and Annie began a new conversation.  I noticed something in the distance, moving around.  “I’ll be right back.”         

“Alright.”         

I hurried out of the cottage and wondered down the path when an arrow slammed into my stomach.  I looked down and examined the weapon.  I sighed and removed the arrow from my body when a couple of hunters revealed themselves.  “Looks like we got ourselves a live one, Billy,” one of the men spoke to the other.

“Aren’t you a sexy little thing?” Billy replied.         

I held the arrow in my hand and eyed the two mortals.  “Morons,” I whispered while I revealed my stomach.  “Notice I’m not bleeding?”         

“Well would you look at that, Kevin, she ain’t bleeding,” Billy spoke, kind of laughing.         

“That’s funny to you?” I asked.         

Billy’s face turned into a frown of fear.  “You ain’t one of them are you?”         

“I wouldn’t be talking if I was… as a matter of fact I’d probably attack the both of you right now, mortal.”

“If you ain’t one of them, and clearly not one of us, then what are ya?” Kevin asked.         

I sighed.  “It’s a long story but if either of you look at me like I’m a piece of meat then I will place a bullet in your head instantly and I’m not kidding… as a matter of fact that goes for the other girls you two lay eyes on… got it?”

They both kind of laughed for a moment then grew serious and nodded in agreement.  “Now what are ya?” Kevin asked again.         

I sighed.  “I’m an immortal and I’m here to protect all of you mortals from the zombies.”         

“Oh,” Billy replied.  “What’s your name, se- I mean miss?”         

“Quill Huntington,” I replied.         

Bones had found his way over to me and stared at the two hunters and tilted his head.         

“What is that thing?”         

“My dog,” I replied.  “He’s a hunting dog.”

The two hunters followed me and Bones into the cottage.  Ziles and Edmund walked into the living room from the direction of the kitchen.  Ziles sniffed the air then looked over at the two mortal men.  “More humans, Quill?” he asked.         

I nodded.         

“Each of them need baths,” Ziles replied, “I can smell them from here.”         

I laughed for a moment then turned my attention toward the two mortals.  “This is Ziles… he’s a werewolf and the mortal is Edmund.”         

“Werewolves don’t exist,” Billy replied with laughter.

Without hesitation Ziles ran and jumped in front of Billy, grabbing the collar of his ripped jacket and held him up in midair revealing his wolfish claws.  “Believe me, human, we do exist along with vampires and other nonhuman creatures which we wouldn’t be here if we didn’t have to protect you humans from the zombies out there… got it?” he asked with a smile which revealed his canines.         

Billy stared at Ziles in silence and quickly nodded.