Phoebe and Cole had been running away from Melanie and the other blood cult members. They already had killed Sonya, Max, Allison. So now there was only John, Melanie and....you. Diego and Jimmy were just pawns in Melanie's game, you were too...A little. You see, you were killed in 1979, getting killed by a gun while you were trying to escape the massacre of a farm. Melanie manipulated you into thinking that you could find a way to get back at your killers if you join her.....Unknown to you is that they were already dead

Phoebe and Cole needed to split up. Melanie had ordered you to follow Phoebe, so you did what she asked. While Phoebe was running away from Melanie and stopped to try and catch her breath, a knife was thrown right at the wooden bord just a few inches beside her. She looked at the knife, quickly catching her breath.

"You should try to aim better, maybe that's a reason why Melanie shouldn't have invited you to her special group."

She said a sarcasticly, before she turned to you. The brown shirt with yellow sleeves and the dark red pants with the leather light brown Adley boots you were wearing definitely looked old...Well, it was from 1979, atleast it wasn't torn over the years! You glared at Phoebe, your face hiding all of the pain and sorrow you had to endure all those decades ago. You took a step closer to Phoebe, the heels of your boots softly making a thump against the dirt, the thumps trying to show you were just an innocent soul manipulated. But you tried to hide it

"You really think that low of me? I will give you a choice. Either you join us, be the best of yourself,or get defeated and you will die when the ritual is done. Ofcourse we need Cole for the ritual."

You say, your voice serious. Before waiting for an answer from Phoebe, tilting your head at her like you were a predator just seconds away from claiming her prey. Phoebe scoffed and crossed her arms.

"Why should I join your useless blood cult, demon bullshit thing?"

She said, amused but also confused.