The Girl Called Trouble

I was watching the village when it happened. The sirens were blaring, when they pulled up, people in uniforms came out of the vehicles. They put handcuffs on some people and took them away. My father was one of them. I watched as the women and children were lined up.

That is around the time I was spotted. It was the first time in years that anyone has seen me. I turned to run but the man was too fast. I do everything I can to get away from him but I can't break free of him.

"It's alright. We have to take you with the rest of the children. Whats your name?" He asks calmly.

I don't speak. I don't know when the last time I spoke was. I try to think of my name. What is my name? Do I even have one? I remain silent as I am led to the clearing with the women and children.

"Its the demon child! What is she doing here? She is the one who brought this misfortune on us. Why are you bringing her here? She is better off dead." Says a woman that I have never noticed before.

It is getting close to Thanksgiving and I have worked almost every day for the last month. I have worked every day alone. What is Hera doing? I don't know but my guess is nothing. I'm getting tired of it. I have no life outside of working this table. Pretty soon we won't be making any money. It's getting too cold out for this.

I start packing everything up, although there really isn't much left. Hera hasn't bought or made any merchandise for over a month. Pretty soon there wont be anything left to sell. Hera is too busy making videos for the internet. I was thinking this as my phone started ringing.

"Hey Hera whats up?"

"What are you doing?"

"I'm packing up."

"How much did we make?"

"Around ninety dollars."

"Really, then why are you packing up now? If you haven't made anything then you should just stay out there longer."

"It's cold and it's starting to rain. The park is almost empty now anyways. We aren't going to make much more."

"I don't care. It's my table! We only pack up when I say so! I'll let you know when you can leave."

I hang up the phone. This is a perfect chance for free time. I finish packing the table up and take it to storage. It's not like she has been paying me so I might as well just do what I want. As soon as I am done, I go to the ATM and withdraw $20. What Hera doesn't know wont hurt her. If she wants the table open longer, she can do it herself.

I spend the next two hours walking through various shops. I buy myself coffee and relax until she calls me back. I add around ten dollars to the money I made for her. She wont know the difference and I'm tired of the table. It's boring.

"What is your name? How old are you?" The man in front of me asks. I try to think of an answer. I haven't said anything in a very long time.

"She doesn't need a name. She is supposed to be dead but she just wouldn't die when she was supposed to." The spiteful woman says from behind the man.

"That's enough. There is no such thing as a demon child. Does anyone know who her parents are?"

"The pastors wife was magicked by an incubus and fell pregnant. She is demon spawn."

"So the pastors wife is her mother. Where is she?"

"She is with the pastors youngest child." The spiteful woman points to another woman on he other side of the field.

"Did you know that I'm a real life princess. When I was little, my mom put me into pageants and I won little miss princess several times." Hera says to whoever she is talking to on the phone.

"Really?"

"Yes. The spirits love me. The Gods love me. Everything in this world belongs to me. Other people just don't know it yet." Hera says with a smile on her face.

I roll over to check my phone and see that it is almost three in the morning. Of course she can talk on the phone all morning. It's like the only muscles she moves are attached to her mouth. It's no wonder it's so big.

I'm running as fast as i can but I can't seem to get away. I see the monster with it's blades swinging in the air and watch as it tears through the people around me. One woman whole face is sheared from her skull as she screams out in pain, as blood streams down the front part of her skull

I see another monster from a distance bite into a mans abdomen and pull out his intestines. It's a massacre. People are dying everywhere. A monster that looks like a man sized snake with arms and legs starts to spew acid on people. I can smell the burning flesh from where I am standing.

I see Hera being chased and watch as a monster that looks like a spider with arms, reaches into her mouth and pulls out her tongue. She is still screaming as the spider begins to wrap her in a web. I continue to run.