The man with the Angel tattoo.

He came late. He was kind and gentle, not what you would expect from a kidnapper and he was a sight she'd never forget. He was the man with the Angel tattoo, the tattoo she was sure was meant for her.

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Silence hung in the air, scarlet locks sticking to Lilian's forehead as sleep enveloped her. It was peaceful and quiet, like any other night only it was different. Hinges of the window to her room creaked, an eerie echo following after as icy blue hues shot open in alarm. Her heart began to race in her chest, heavy breaths slipping past cracked tiers as fear crept through her. Someone was opening her window: Their breathing was audibly heavy as they strained to push it open and climb through. She slid herself as far back as she could on her bed as the blue orbs locked on the man in front of her. He pushed himself up from his knees and looked at her, his mouth parting as if to speak but before he could say anything brims opened wide to let out a loud, high-pitched scream of terror as tears streamed down pale cheeks.

The man threw his hands up, shaking his head as he shushed her soothingly. "No, no, Pumpkin. Don't scream, I'm not here to hurt you, okay? It - it's me, baby. Don't you remember?" The screaming had stopped from the moment he began to speak, no longer crippled from fear as the man calmed her down. He seemed so familiar, so harmless and in a weird way, he made her feel safe. The man held his hands up still before slowly bringing one to reach out to her as he took a slow step towards her, orbs scanning along his arm to spot a tattoo of an Angel. It was beautiful, mesmerizing and absolutely unforgettable. It felt like it was meant for her. He was so close to her now with a look of relief spread across his face as his fingertips hovered just mere inches from her, who was this man and what was going on?

A loud bang followed by shouting echo'd through their ears as Lilian's parents barged into the room causing the man with the Angel tattoo to jump back in a panic. Her father was in an outrage, throwing his fists like a madman as he bloodied up the intruder, her mother crying out as she jumped on the bed and held Lilian in her arms as if it helped with anything. Wide blue orbs watched in horror as a final blow sent the man threw the window, the sound of glass shattering before a loud thud followed after, Lilian's heart pounding in her chest as her parents looked at each other in a panic. What would happen now?

It only took four minutes for the Ambulance and Police to arrive, their statements making slim to no sense at all seeings as the man who had broke in was nowhere to be found. It was clear that he had gotten away but how? The fall was sure to have hurt him greatly, he should have suffered enough broken bones to slow him down but it was almost like he disappeared into thin air. Police sent out search teams and kept watch over the house for two weeks after the incident but there was no sign of the man with the Angel tattoo. 

For a long time her mother would become completely outraged at the mention of the Angel tattoo, saying how it was "barbaric to have such a tattoo when your hobby was breaking into little girls rooms and trying to kidnap them", sometimes she even said that Lily must have imagined it to try and find good in him but Lily knew what she saw. He had an Angel tattoo. Father ignored Lily all together, slamming the door in her face every time she would bring it up; he even left the house once, swearing angrily under his breath. Why they were so bitter about it made no sense to Lilian but she wasn't old enough to really understand.

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Sweat slid down the side of her face as she tied her hair in a bun on top of her head, the sun beating down on her as she ran through the cold sprinkler. Birds chirped, bugs buzzed and the wind whistled as she played throughout the hot, Summer day. Her sisters had gone horse riding with Mother for the day, leaving Lilian to find her own fun and adventure, Father wasn't one for participating in childish activities but it didn't bother her, she normally had more fun by herself anyway.

Branches rustled behind her, a loud crack and thump causing her to spin around and check her surroundings. Her heart picked up its pace as blue orbs scanned area around her, letting out a sigh as she realized it was just her. She was about to turn back around and run through the sprinkler before her eye caught a glimpse of light shining from the ground, skipping over to pick it up. Slim digits wrapped around a chain, picking up a golden heart locket with her name engraved across it from the damp grass before her fingertips pried it open to reveal a picture of her as a baby and a picture of her now. Darting her head up to look around before looking back down at the locket, closing it and gripping it tightly in her hand before taking off towards the house.

She didn't know who left this locket for her but she knew they wanted her to find it, she didn't know why but they did and she wasn't sure if she was more scared or curious. Either way, she would wear it, pretending as if it was some sort of protection locket and she would never tell her parents how she came across it, she'd simply tell them that she couldn't remember but only if they asked.

Author's Note

This story is linked to my upcoming novel, "Eyes of the Devil". This is the first of many which will be written and posted, it is also quite short in comparison to the others which I will be posting.

I hope everyone enjoys it and sticks around to find out more about Lilian and her past, present and future. Feedback of all sorts is appreciated and know I will take all of your words into consideration when it comes to my work, what I need to fix and what's to come for the future.

~ Sivan Tadd.

Reviews

[heckos]

This story seems to have potential to go in a very interesting direction! I do think that some additional proofreading could be beneficial, though.

This sentence from the first paragraph, "Someone was opening her window, their breathing was heavy as they pushed up and through the window, pushing herself up into the corner of her bed as blue orbs locked on the man in front of her," is a run-on and saying window and variations of push twice is redundant.

Maybe you could change it to something like, "Someone was opening her window: Their breathing was audibly heavy as they strained to push it open and climb through. She slid herself as far back as she could on her bed as the blue orbs locked on the man in front of her."

I'm also a confused as to what exactly these blue hues and blue orbs are. Hue is another word for color, essentially, so using it in this context doesn't make a lot of sense.

I hope this helps a bit!

[SivanTadd]

Thank you, heckos! Your input means a great deal to me as a writer and I have made some changes after looking at your review and reading back through my story.

Hues is a word used in the Twitter-verse when writing/role playing hence why I used it in my story but I can see how it is confusing so I made changes to that as well. Thank you and I hope to see more and better reviews of yours in the future!

~ Sivan Tadd.

[heckos]

No problem!