Reborn.

It wasn't until after everything Alice told me about the * Wicked * that I realized I wasn't in my house anymore, I guess I was so captivated by Alice that I failed to realize that. " Hey Alice, where are we by the way. " Alice looked at me and said " We are currently in my house. " She looked at me again and knew by the confused expression on my face that I still had no clue where I was. " Ray, another ability of my blood manipulation is anywhere my blood is spilled I can travel there in an instant. " " So basically teleportation? " I asked " No and yes but for the sake of keeping it short yes."

" Now then Ray I think it's about time to send you back to your house. " Just then as she said that blood covered the floor beneath me and it sucking me in almost like quick sand. I looked at Alice for help, but then I realized it was her who was doing it. I knew it was her because she was laughing while doing it and said " You should've saw the look on your face, you thought you were dying again." You know I failed to see what was so funny about that.

Just like that I was shot up by a pool of blood into my bathroom, I looked at my phone and realized only thirty minutes had passed during that whole ordeal. The pool of blood slowly started dissolving after I was shot up until there was no trace that Alice had even been in the house. I looked around puzzled because the lock on the knob was fix as well as the front door Alice so graciously kicked open. Just then as I opened to front door to see if it was working properly, my mother and siblings pulled in my mother rushed out of the car and hugged me tight with tears in her eyes. She kept saying " Thank god your alright! " Little did she know I wasn't alright, I was actually dead. And it wasn't god that saved me but a girl by the name of Alice Lavigne. I replied to my mom and said " I'm fine mom, and so are the dogs. " I pointed at them as they walked into the living room oblivious to the danger that was happening.

That night I couldn't get any sleep. All I could think about was how I was dead. What would happen to me if something were to happen to Alice, would my blood manipulating powers vanish and so would my body. While I was contemplating I realized that a piece of my hair had begun to turn a silvery white color. The same color as Alice's hair.

Also that night I started to do a little research of my own on Alice. I called it research but I actually just looked up folklore monsters trying to see if I could find anything similar to Alice. Which I did. I knew Alice was way older then she looked but I didn't expect to find things of her dating all the way back to the Mesopotamian's it was said she was a goddess/demoness that drank the blood of children. I have suspicion though that the child she killed wasn't actually a human but a high ranker in the form of a child. Who knows though maybe I jumped the gun on this and it's actually just a myth and not Alice, but the goddess/ demoness part really describes her well.

After awhile I got bored and around one A.M. I decided I would just sit in the darkness since I couldn't sleep. My mom woke me up for school the next day. School unfortunately wasn't cancelled because of the " tornado " thanks to Alice. When I got up I did my daily routine shower, brush, and then eat but this time I wasn't hungry at all. It coulda been I just wasn't hungry but the more I thought about it, it was probably a side effect from being dead.

I thought for a minute, should I really be going to school? What if someone notices something different about me? What if Alice shows up to my school? What if the blood transfusion set off a sort of beacon to the * Wicked* and they were already on they're way to kill me. These questions circulated my head over and over, and before I knew it I was already at school. I got out of my brothers car, I felt the chill crisp air blow on my face. For some reason I couldn't shake the feeling that their was something bad going to happen. I walked to my first hour, sat down and minded my own business like usual. " Hey Ray! " The yell startled me I thought I had been found out already. It was actually just my friend Alex asking if I was alright because the tornado was close to my house.

" Yeah I'm fine, Alex. " I wanted to tell him what really happened but I didn't know how Alice would react. I didn't want to put him in danger. Alice has stayed a secret from humanity and so have the * Wicked* which was probably for the best, but still how could these beings of mass destruction stay hidden for so long, and why did they stay hidden? As I was pondering over these questions everyone's phone started blaring the emergency alarm signal. We all stared at each-other before whipping our phones out quickly to check why it went off. Everyone's faces became pale and wide eyed. I didn't feel anything though after everything I went through. There was an active shooter heading to our school.

The intercom came on saying we were going into lockdown. But before the principal could finish his sentence we all heard gunshots ring out and then the intercom went silent. And with that people started panicking screaming, crying and shaking. " Ray, what's going on. " Alex said. I looked at him uneffected by these events and said " Nothing good that's for sure. " Alex went away to talk to the teacher, and through the chaos and panic I used that as a chance to slip out of class. Maybe being dead eliminated my feelings of fear but either way I knew I had to do something. I had the power to stop this guy, and I was going to stop him. As I was about to turn the corner into the next hallway I picked up the scent of blood and death. I guess dying didn't nullify my keen sense of smell at least. I knew that once I turned down this hallway I would be shot. But yet I didn't feel fear I just went. I came face to face with the killer, he was crazy I knew that for sure. His eyes were bloodshot and his body was littered with scars. He started laughing at me manically and started shooting. The first bullet hit me in the chest the second bullet in the leg. It hurt, the bullet had a burning sensation when I felt it enter my body.I guess pain was also one of the senses I had yet to lose due to dying.

I fell immediately as the bullet hit me. I was losing a lot of blood. I knew if I kept losing blood eventually I would die. I knew I had to use my blood manipulation to heal the wounds. I thought back to when Alice used it to heal the cut she made on her wrist, she said she produced more macrophages white blood cells. I focused on the wound and the blood coming from it. First I manipulated my blood to dislodge the bullets stuck in me. I felt my blood moving the bullets out of my chest and arm. It was a weird feeling but it didn't hurt unexpectedly. After the bullets were out I used the blood that was still inside of me and focused it all in one spot and a warm feeling came over my body , my blood automatically knew to produce the macrophages so I didn't have to do that. My wounds healed instantaneously. The shooter had already moved on from me,I guess he already marked me as dead, which I would've been if I were still alive.

I knew I couldn't attack him again without a plan. I had to think of something. I thought back to Alice's demonstration. The way Alice made her blood come out in large quantities was from cutting her wrist all the up to the elbow joint. I woulda did that if I wasn't afraid of losing too much blood. But I almost forgot that I still had usable blood. The blood that had leaked out of me from the bullet wound. I motioned with my hand and the pool of blood started to levitate. I closed my eyes and formed a mental picture of a spear in my mind, and when I opened them the blood had formed into a spear. It wasn't a perfect but it was usable, instead of actually using the spear I kept it levitating and when I saw him again I would propel the spear towards him using the blood manipulation . It would have a more powerful impact then if I used my arm strength to throw it in my current state.

After finally reaching the turn of the hallway he was on, I stopped and peaked around corner and what I saw was horrifying. He was just sitting there stabbing a body over and over and over. He wasn't paying attention to me, so I took that opportunity and I threw my hand towards him as hard as I could and when I did the blood spear propelled towards him at a speed faster then the speed of a bullet. The spear pierced him through the back and came out through his chest, and in his dying moment he turned around looked at me and said with the fear of god in his eyes and said " I killed you!" And before he took his last breath I replied with " Sorry someone already beat you to it. "