A/N: Hello! This is like, my first fanfic. Well, my first one on . I'm really excited! I hope you guys enjoy my fan fictions! I honestly don't know how often I'll be able to post chapters, with skool and all, but summer is coming soon! So, yay! Just, bear with me and wait for each chapter. I'm hoping my situation gets better soon… Anyway on with chapter one we go!
Katrina Storm closed her eyes tightly, the sound of a chainsaw ringing in her ears. She was just waiting for it all to be over. She knew it would be soon. Suddenly, a gentle hand touched her own. Katrina looked over at a blue haired boy sitting next to her. He had a sincere smile and his eyes were calm.
"It's ok," he said in his usual soothing tone. "It's only a movie. It could never happen in real life." She immediately flung her arms around him, hugging him as tight as she could.
She hid her face in his orange vest and whispered, "And if it did, you would protect me" she looked up. "Right?"
"Of course I would. I will always protect you, Trina. You never forget that."
She nodded.
A piercing scream came from the television set as the girl in the movie was being cut to pieces by the masked murderer. She tried not to turn her attention to it, and instead just stared up at Nathan, who smiled down at her. That's what she loved most about him, his smile. It was always calm, so sincere, very reassuring. Like nothing in the world could go wrong. And this time, as several times before, Katrina smiled back.
A/N: Ok, I know it's really early for an "A/N", but I just don't want people to get confused. That paragraph was four weeks before the rest of this all happens. It's just one of those introductory things authors do. So, the rest of this takes place a month after the whole movie thing. On with the story! And sorry for the interruption. I'll try to make them few if not any.
Nathan Swift sat in a dark room. The only light was a single light bulb that dangled from a chain in the middle of the room. He stared coldly at a picture of an orange-hared boy. He had a smile on his face, a yellow and blue soccer uniform on, and a blue and pink neko hat. Nathan hated his smile. He stood up, taking the stack of pictures with him, and taped the picture of the boy onto the wall. Then, using a red marker, he drew a circle around the head.
Holding the stack of pictures still he looked down at the next picture on top. It was a girl. One that seemed familiar to him. It hurt to think about and try to remember it though, so he didn't bother. But her eyes, her soft and gentle pool blue eyes they were like looking into the past. A past that Nathan would almost love to remember. He couldn't though, and the anger from not being able to remember caused him to fling the picture across the room. It hit the cold floor and slid under a table. Not seeing the picture made him happy, but no smile came.
It never did.
Nathan closed the wood door behind him as he headed up the unsteady stairs of the old warehouse. He had his victims all set out and lined up, next thing to do was carry out the plans for each one of them.
A/N: It's short, I know, and I'm very sorry, but they will get longer. The chapters, I mean. Anyway, I hope you enjoyed this first chapter.. Well, it's kind of a chapter.. And will be joining me for the next one. Thank you!