The Start of my Descent

I've been sorta special ever since I was a child. I was born with intelligence and physical prowess but it never made sense when "They" appeared. The they that I'm referring to is the monsters. They always appear as humans, maybe your neighbor or your teacher but they're not. My sister and I have been getting attacked by these things. But they reminded me of the monsters from the movies we used to scream about. The us was my sister and I, we were both named after Greek gods she was named Demeter but we call her Deme for short. I was named after Dionysus but everyone calls me Dio. The monsters would show up once a year around our birthday which is June 6th. The monsters look like demons they are horrifying to look at after they reveal themselves. Most have wings. Today is our 13th birthday and we finally ran out of luck.

Today we were attacked by the worst one so far. It had been our mother, no telling what had happened to our real mother. During breakfast we noticed something weird about how mom was acting. She seemed irritated but nervous. Suddenly she tried to leap across the table and stab my sister but still after so many years of this we were still surprised. I grabbed my sisters hot cup of coffee and splashed it in the things face. By now it's wings have unfolded.

It screeched as the near boiling coffee was thrown on its face. It recovered quickly and stayed far away lifting into the air with its wings. I grabbed one of the knives the thing had dropped and tossed it to my sister. Some people say that they can think almost the same thing as their twin and do it without talking but we're different we actually can hear one another. I told her to boost me up to get It. She cupped her hands and I stepped into them and she threw me. It wasn't perfect but I sunk the steak knife into its stomach and with my momentum split the thing open. It's blood sprayed everywhere across the kitchen. My sister walked over to where I landed and nodded, every time this happens we have a routine.

We went into my dads old room to find what we expected. What was left of my mothers body was spread across the room. We held back tears and approached the safe in the corner where we kept our emergency kit. We opened it to find two M1911'S fully loaded with bullets with loads extra along with phones for this sort of thing. We each had a license for the gun so we were fine on those but where would we go. I called one of the only friends we have. He answer before the second ring and I think he knew what had happened by my shaky voice,"I'll be right over I'll bring the group." I didn't know what he meant but soon realized he meant our group of friends.