So I read a story on here and got inspired. So my story is about the death of one character leading to the death of another and so on. In my story Freddie never went to see foster. Just so you know I'm not doing this because I don't like the 2nd generation, because I do, I love them, especially naomily. I'm doing this story because I got inspired.
i've been meaning to get this story up for ages, but thanks to my A levels i've been to busy. i will try to update regularly, but if i cant i'm sorry and bare with me. also im sorry about how short the chapters are, they looked a lot longer on paper.
Dominoes of Death
Thomas – Friday 10pm
It was a beautiful night. He was waiting for panda outside the club. All the others were busy tonight. It had been a week since Freddie's birthday party at the shed and every one was still coming to terms with the fact that things were about to change.
Panda was running late and he had to relieve himself, but he didn't want to go too far, so he went down the nearest alley. He was about to head back when he was suddenly surrounded by 3 men.
"Hello, can I help you." That was him, always the nice guy, unless you mess with him.
"Give us your money and you won't get hurt." As the guy in front of him spoke he pulled a knife from his pocket.
Thomas looked at him. He may have been a nice guy, but he wasn't stupid and he wasn't a coward. He knew they would hurt him either way.
"NO!" He was defiant. He punched the guy to his left, kicked the guy to his right and went to tackle the guy in front. But the guy had anticipated this and as they collided he buried the blade deep into Thomas' stomach. He twisted it and ripped it out. Thomas fell to the floor clutching his wound as he bled out. The three men ran, accidently dropping the knife, and Thomas was left to die.