Something In The Sky
Credits:
Sophia, my mother, for making the storyline and creating the characteristics.
Zachari, my second best friend, for creating the image of James Gorden.
Vassili, myself, for writing the script by hand and rewriting it onto fanfiction.
Ken-Ee, my friend, for creating the images of Harriot Griffins and Lance Thompson.
Disclaimer: David Williams is the actual administrator of the BNSC. Also, the American Government are based on actual people. And every town or city belongs to actuality.
Author's Notes: Don't flame me, I prefer advise. And also, the rules to nearly all of the stories on fanfiction, read and review. And add to favs if needed.
Introduction
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(*) This link leads to the introduction picked out by me and my mother, and listen to it whilst reading the beginning. Stop the music when you finish the introduction.(*)
A gun pointed between his eyes. Looking down at it, he grabbed his shirt.
BLACKOUT
He was pinned against the wall by the murderer, hands scratching at his throat. He was against the wall, breathing for help. He felt the man's voice and heard his cry.
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His head hit the wall. The wall fell inwards. The beat smashed and the crumble came in.
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"What the hell?"
He felt his nose go crunch. The fist was there glooming at him.
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"You're $100 000 under!"
"Help!!!"
BANG! He felt his nose crunching. It hurt him, it stung. His lip bled. His face was full with lines of blood.
BLACKOUT
"The devil!"
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He felt a shoe smack him in the side of his face. He felt his eyes, crunching together. He felt pain, misery, injury. He was not in the right state of mind.
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The shock fell upon him. His eyes went grey. He was blind. No colourblind. He saw the gun firing. He was in slow motion.
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He felt the pierce. The murderer pulled the man down. A hundred metres afall.
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SPLASH!
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Down, about. He felt the calm air washing him down. He felt the bubbles drooling out his mouth.
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His single shirt opened as the air seethed through him. Touchable air, although it doesn't balance.
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A satelite's view. A man afloat an ocean. There was no blood. No signs of murder. A sign... of death...
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