AN: Hi. So, I love to read fan fiction but rarely do I write it. I actually hate writing. I was really surprised when I started working on this story. It was kind of an out of body experience. I felt possessed as I brought the story to life. I'm amazed when I read the finish product because it doesn't feel like I wrote it.
Like I said, I'm not much of a writer. Please ignore any grammar issues. I hope you enjoy the story!
P.S. - Dohner posted this week that she's working on a new NS book with Jericho and Brass yesss! I hope it gets released this year soon!
She slowly opened her eyes to an unfamiliar ceiling in a dimly lit room. There was a constant beeping sound that had woken her up. 'Where am I…' she thought. She tried to move to get a better view of the room when she felt a sharp rush of pain throughout her body. She gasped and her vision blurred for a few seconds.
She felt a warm hand touch her shoulder and a figure dressed in dark blue scrubs slowly came into focus.
"Miss Huntington, calm down down! You're in the hospital," said a loud, female voice.
She looked up to see a tired older looking woman with glasses and dark hair in a tight bun.
Confusion clouded her mind. Why was she in the hospital? What happened to her?
"Please call me, Alice," she said in a rough, scratchy voice.
The older lady reached to the side of her and place a white, styrofoam cup with a straw in front of her lips. "Drink this," she said patiently.
Alice opened her mouth to take the straw and felt relief from the dryness of her tongue.
"My name is Heidi, I'm your nurse. You're in the hospital from a terrible fall," said the woman as she held the cup for Alice. "We gave you some medication, so you might be disoriented."
'A fall…,' Alice thought as she felt her face tightening in confusion. 'What fall-' She took in a sharp breath and started coughing as her drink went down the wrong way. More pain radiated through her body as she coughed and with it came a rush of memories of her night….
Alice adjusted the straps of her shopping bag on her shoulder as she listened to her roommate talk about how hot New Species were. They were walking back to the apartment after grabbing groceries for the week. She looked over at her roommate, Daisy, who was waving her arms around excitedly as she talked.
"Alice, New Species are sooo big and and juicy! I could just take a bite out of them!" squealed Daisy.
Alice laughed as she could practically see the hearts in her roommate's eyes. "They'll probably be doing the biting. I hear they like to bite," she teased.
Daisy brushed a lock of hair from her face and turned her head to look at Alice. "They bite their mates to mark them and show others that they're taken. How romantic!" she said dreamily.
Alice rolled her eyes and said, "Just date one already!"
"I would if they weren't hiding away in Homeland!" said Daisy with a pout.
Alice dug into her pocket for her keys. They had just reached the steps to their apartment lobby. She turned to Daisy to tell her that maybe she should be like the 'mate hunters' who stand outside the gates of Homeland, trying to get the attention of New Species officers. She paused when the loud roar of a car engine distracted her. She twisted her head to see bright headlights from a red truck speeding straight in their direction.
She threw her body to the side, tumbling down as the sudden motion made her lose her balance. A loud bang and tires screeching filled her ears. Her head snapped up and her eyes widen in horror at the site. The truck had barely missed her, but it had straight on hit Daisy.
Daisy's body was crushed between a wall and the truck. Her top half and arms were slumped over the hood of the truck.
Alice felt nauseous and tears started to well up in her eyes. She struggled to get up and yell at the idiot driving the truck. Her vision narrowed in on the driver and suddenly time seem to slow. A dark haired man with cold grey eyes looked at her from inside the car. It felt like her heart skipped a beat as she thought, 'That's-'
The truck door opening broke through her thoughts.
Her head whipped to look at her apartment, and she started to run.
"Alice!" roared an angry voice.
Her shoulder slammed the lobby door open in her haste to get away. She pushed through and darted to the stairs. Her heart was pounding loud and her thighs burned, but she could hear the heavy footsteps of her follower.
She made it to the third floor, where her apartment was. Her keys were still in her hands from earlier, and they shook as she opened the door. Alice darted in and was about to slam the door closed when a kick to the door threw her to the ground.
She felt panic as looked up at the wild looking man. "Aliceee," drawled out the man.
She tried to crawl away when pain exploded from her side, and then her long, blonde hair was grabbed in a tight grip. "Where is she, Alice?!" was hissed angrily into her ear.
"Danny please! I don't where she is!" Alice sobbed as her hands reached up to grab the one holding her up.
Pain blossomed through the side of her face when Danny threw her to the ground. "Don't lie to me!"
Alice tried to crawl into a ball when a hand gripped her forearm and started to drag her. She heard a door slide open and then when cold air hit her face, she realized they were on her balcony. Hands wrapped around her throat and dragged her body to a standing position. Her scared blue eyes locked on to cold grey ones.
"I just got out of prison and I'm going to kill that bitch for killing my brother," Danny hissed out. "Tell me where she is!"
Alice's hands dug into the ones cutting into her air supply. "I-I really don't know" she pleaded.
Danny snarled and yanked her body to the side. "If you're not going to tell me then, die bitch!"
The hands choking her released, and she felt weightless for a moment.
She screamed when she realized what was happening. He had thrown her off the balcony.
Pain consumed her and darkness took her away.