Chapter One: Happy innocent lives
Fang and I hadn't always been witch hunters. The story starts when Fang and I were walking back home from the creek after messing around. Fang was my best friend, always have and always will be. (Don't ask about his nickname; too long a story to tell.) His father was a drunk man who wasted away, tried to drink his sorrow away after his wife, Fang's mother died. She died from a terrible sickness a year ago. My mom and his had been very good friends so when his father started to dissolve into a heart broken drunk we took Fang in. He was a month younger than me and about 5 centimeters shorter than me and I never let him forget it. He was a skinny kid with longish black hair, tan olive skin and deep, black onyx eyes that could read me like an open book. Ever since his mom died Fang became quiet and kept to himself, but not around me.
I'm Maximum, but I swear if you call me that I'll flay you alive. Max for short. I had long brown hair and eyes like unbarffed chocolate. Freckles were sprinkled over my nose and cheeks, I was a major tomboy, nothing could stop it. I hated dresses and girly stuff. Just the thought of it makes me want to hurl. I also had a major sarcastic attitude.
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We came up from the creek soaking wet with broad smiles pasted on our faces. I suddenly tripped over a stray root.
"Blahh!" I shrieked catching myself from falling on my face.
And apparently Fang thought that it was the funniest freaking thing in the world because he was lajuphing so hard that he was clutching his sides, hunched over. " you….shoulda…..seen…the look….on your…face!" he managed to choke out between his laughs.
My face was flushed bight red from embarrassment. "Oh come on! It was not that funny!" I yelled frustrated.
He couldn't even talk he was laughing so hard so he just nodded still laughing his skinny little butt off.
"Faaaaaaaaaang!" I yelled trying to get him to shut up. But this attempt was obviously failing so I shoved him because we were still soaking wet he got really muddy and had dirt and mud all over his face. I then started laughing so hard I couldn't breathe.
"Oh Maxi, you shouldn't have done that." Fang said in a deadly calm.
I looked up worried and started to run away from but soon I was tackled into the dirt. Fang sat on me, pinning my arms by me as a devilish grin spread over his face. He then started to create a giant loogey in his mouth. He opened up his mouth dangling the loogey over my face getting ever closer. I squirmed and kicked my legs but to no avail.
"No! Fang stop it! I'm sorry! I'm sorry! Let me freaking go!" I said.
He sucked the loogey back in his mouth (gross..) and let me up a triumphant smirk over his face. I was about ready to smack that little smirk right off his face! I picked up a clump of mud off the ground and was about ready to throw it at him. He saw though and started to sprint away from me back towards our house.
" Fangels get your butt back here Mister!" I yelled running after him.
"Not a chance Maxie-Poo!" he shouted over his shoulder. Oh he was SO going to get it!
We ran back and bursted through the door. My mom turned and got one look at us before ordering us outside to wash off. We groaned and trudged toward the well and got buckets of water dumping them on each other until we were approved to go back inside by my mom. We quickly changed into some clean shirts and trousers. Fang in his ever present black attire, while I was in a dark evergreen shirt and brown trousers.
"Kids dinner is ready!" my mom shouted from the foot of the stairs.
We looked at each other then shouted, "Race ya!" We ran, shoved, and pushed at each other trying to get to the dinner table first. It ended up being a tie considering we both basically rolled down the stairs and came crashing into the kitchen.
"Kids…" my dad muttered shaking his head and smiling.
We took our seats next to each other and began piling heaps of food on our plates. What? Growing twelve year olds need food, plus we both had a huge appetite. Our dinner was rudely ruined by a banging on the door and yells coming from outside. That one moment crushed mine and Fang's happy and innocent (sorta innocent…okay so not so innocent but still) lives forever.
AN: Oooooooo, cliff hanger! Ya you want to strangle me right now huh? Mwaaahah! Please review! All critism welcome, except well you know don't be a meanie about it. Glob I just sounded like I was six. Oh well REVIEW! :D