Hey guys!
Okay- disclaimer time!
Disclaimer: I don't own newsies, or Kid Blink, or NYC. But The Hodges are alllll mine. And the plotline-that you'll see soon.
So without further adieu…
Chapter One
You're the end of the rainbow,
My pot of gold.
You're daddy's little girl to have and hold.
A precious gem is what you are,
You're mommy's bright and shining star.
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Libby Hodges walked happily down the street. One of her hands was clasped by her father, the other hand by her mother. Only a girl of eight years, who could have known that today would be the last time she would ever see the world?
But no matter.
Walking through the streets was always Libby's favorite part of her father's New York City business trips. He was a banker, and in turn, was very wealthy. They usually lived a high class life in Greensborough, Illinois. But at the moment, the Hodges family was stepping into a lavished carriage, bound for Grand Central Station.
"Daddy?"
Yes sweetheart?"
Can we stay in New York City forever?"
"No dear. See, we must go back home. I have a surprise waiting there for you!"
"A surprise? Really? Is it a doll or-or a lemon!"
(For Libby did adore lemonade very much.)
"Well dear, we'll have to see when we get there, won't we Libsy!" said her father, teasing her name (as we all know our father's do) with a glow of joy in his kind, hazel eyes.
The clip-clop of the horses' hooves ceased, and the driver came around, and opened the door. Mr. Charles Hodges proceeded to step out until-
Bang. Bang.
The joy turned to hurt. Blood seeped from a bullet wound as Mr. Hodges collapsed onto the rough cobblestone street.
"Oh Charles!" Libby's mother fell to her knees beside her father in anguish. Libby also fell to the ground. "Libby, stay with your father, I'm going to get a doctor." Caroline Hodges pulled up the hem of her skirt, and whisked away frantically towards the clinic down the street.
"Daddy, Daddy." Libby whispered.
A tear fell.
"Please don't leave me daddy."
"Libby, my daughter, be strong."
"Please don't leave me daddy."
More tears fell.
"I…love….you."
One tear drifted from the eye and wove down the man's tired face.
The joy was lost.
The hurt turned to darkness, and the life was gone.
Perhaps I should tell mama not to bother...
Libby sniffed the air.
Smoke…fire!
Libby turned around and peered up the street, only to see the clinic engulfed in flames.
"Mama! Mama!" Libby screamed in sheer anguish.
One tear drifted from her eyes and blurred the burning building. The last thing she knew, she was running towards the fire—her freedom from life.
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Alright.
Dramatic ole Chapter one.
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--Skips