I've been trying to come up with a title for my story. And I can't think of a way to continue it. I'm very frustrated with it.
Here's the first chapter. Please help!!!
The snow fell softly onto the frost-covered ground. Adam sat quietly on his window sill, still thinking about her. Her coffin had to be empty. HAD to be! There were still so many things he needed to say to her.
He sighed and watched as his warm breath fogged up the glass. He stuck his finger on it and began to draw her insignia. Soon the doodle faded but it was still imprinted in his mind . . . actually, more like scarred into his brain. Always there, always her. He’d seen her die so many times, but he never thought she’d actually stay dead.
Suddenly realizing how contradicting his thoughts were, he shook his head and began to look around the room. It seemed emptier without her barging in to give him a mission. He snickered as the thought brought up fond memories of their experiences. Regardless, the memory of her dead still burned his mind. There were burning buildings as the town was being demolished by creatures that were not of this world. Hideous little things they were. The man that released them claimed to be Lucifer himself and the only way to open the gate to hell was to kill its guardian bloodline, the Yasutora line.
Angel Lee Yasutora’s family and herself. He slowly eliminated them one by one until he got to her, saving her for the last. He tormented her, drove her to the point of complete madness, and then he used it all against her. She died that very day. Her last words made him leader of her demon hunting organization. He gave the orders now. He took her place, but it has to only be temporary right? She has to come back!
As if to awaken him from his thoughts, there was a soft knock on his door.
“Master Adam? We’ve got reports of demon activity. We need you to sort the team. Can you please come with me?”
Adam did not reply. He still didn’t like the idea of taking her place. He couldn’t.
“Master Adam, as your right hand, I will take charge if need be. I-“
“NO!” Adam cut in, “I’ll be there in a moment.”
She was silent for a moment, and then replied with a simple “yes sir” before walking away.
Adam stood and took one last look out the window. It’s going to be a long night.
“Well it’s now or never.” He said to the darkness that surrounded him as he walked away.
He stepped into a futuristic looking science lab that they used for home base. This lab was built underneath a mansion that Angel’s father left to her when she came back to America from Paraiso. He smirked a little as her name floated through his mind.
As he walked through, people were rushing past him, from corner to corner, trying to sort out this mess.
Researchers were reading old texts, making notes and relaying information to the hunters that were nearby. He felt the energy and excitement that Angel had always talked about, but he knew hers had been slightly different. She felt this because she could feel the power and the fact that she had created this and the fate of the world rested in their hands.
A woman with red hair and green eyes walked up and, with the same demanding voice, said,
“Master Adam. We are having a problem in south-side Stillwater. Here are the demons that have been sighted in that area. Who do you think is suitable to go?” She said as she handed him a list of demons.
He looked over it carefully.
The demon Fey was there, Coral, Chase, and Kin.
Kin. They had run-ins with him before. Almost everyone on that team died because of that. He had to be careful for fear of running into him again.
“Red, you’re going to lead the team. Kayle is going with you as your second, and the rest is yours. Choose wisely.” He said firmly
Red saluted him with a look of satisfaction and walked away, giving orders.
Adam gave a heavy sigh and walked over to the memorial case which held some of the items Angel used in her final battle. This included her favorite weapons, her cracked helmet, her dog tags, even her voice manipulator. Just seeing this made him think about her again. He missed her so much. He wished she’d come back.
-Writer's block is a bitch!! Heather-