ENIGMA

The FIRST EVER Private FanFic with Thomas still alive

Prologue – Alive

(Fall of Senior Year)

Pain.

Pain was all that Thomas Pearson felt when he came to. Pain as hot as fire, surging through his body. A constant throbbing rhythm continued to beat in his head. Pain. He felt pain all over. It wouldn't stop.

Black.

Black was all he could see. His eyes weren't much help. It hurt to even open them. It was so dark out…

Cold and confused. He couldn't feel his toes. His cheeks were frozen and his hands numb. Why was he here? How did he get here?

And then he remembered, memory slashing through him like a knife.

His stomach tightened angrily in response.

Noelle, Kiran, Taylor. Those bitches. They had left him for the dead. They brought him here - to an isolated location and tortured him on the verge of death. And they left.

But she had come back.

Ariana. He had been right about her. All along. She was fucked up in the head.

Blood began to boil inside. He could taste it. No. His lips were bleeding.

Shit! It was so cold. He stifled a shiver. He didn't want to show any weakness though there wasn't anyone here.

And then suddenly a burst of light shone through the darkness.

"Thomas." He almost groaned. He recognized the voice. And then relief flooded through him.

"Mark." His voice was cracked and it broke, the name coming out in pieces. His tongue was dry and his lips chapped. He couldn't move…he couldn't even move his stupid tongue to lick his lips.

"Man, where are you?" He could hear Mark coming, his steps a comforting crunch on the dead grass. Thomas didn't even have to answer him. "Oh God…Fuck. What happened? Did a deal go wrong…did the police-"

"No." Thomas groaned again. He heard Mark drop to his knees beside him and shoved Thomas over. Pain seared through him with the movement. "No." The answer rigged something deep inside of him.

"Shit, who did this to you?" Thomas could only grunt a response. "Right, sorry. Man, we have to get you out of here."

"Yeah," Thomas chuckled, but it came out labored. That was definitely an understatement. "Please," He croaked. "Help me." The last words were a bare whisper.

"I got you. I got you. Ah, this is fucked." He felt Mark heave from underneath him and suddenly he was upright, leaning against Mark's small frame.

It hurt. Everything hurt. It hurt to move, to walk. It hurt to breathe, just to even be living.

"Shit, there's a lot of blood."

As if to prove his point, Thomas spat blood from his mouth on the ground. And then winced his eyes shut. The headlights were bright.

Thomas was vaguely aware of the soft leather of the car against his skin. His body numbly pressed against the fabric. The shut of the car door shut off all the cold air and then reopened in the front. The engine whispered to life and then he felt the car start to move.

He couldn't think straight, but Thomas knew what had to be done.

Revenge was on his mind. Revenge and Reed.

Reed. Her laugh…her eyes, the way she would blush…

He wanted to hold her right now so badly. He wanted her to comfort him. To be in her arms.

He needed her.

His eyes started to droop. He couldn't keep them open for too long. Things were starting to get fuzzy and before long everything went black.

Thomas Pearson was alive. Very much alive.

But the world didn't know it.

A/N: FOR THE FANS WHO LOVE THOMAS PEARSON...for those who couldn't get enough, for those who are hidden in depressed holes, for those who are are still obsessing, claiming that "THOMAS PEARSON IS ALIVE!" this is especially for you! The first Thomas Pearson fan-fiction with him still alive. If you haven't got that already... NO, he's not dead, he's not a ghost or a zombie, he's NOT a reincarnation in someone else's body. It is the very same boy that captured some of your hearts in the first novel by the lovely Kate Brian.

Yeah, so I'm gonna try this and see how this goes. For the most part, this should all be in Thomas' POV. It starts from when Ariana leaves him all the way up to 'Paradise Lost'. Just thought that I and hopefully some of you will enjoy this until the next book of the Private series comes out. I'm open to suggestions for the plot. If you have any ideas or want to submit certain scenes, feel free to do so. I've been wanting to write a deep tortured GUY. So I guess this my chance.

I looked through pretty much all the fanfics on here, and there are only a few Thomas ones, 2 or 3 I think. And now here's another. But the difference is, that isn't from the days when Thomas was still alive, because in this, Thomas never died. So behold: The first Private fan-fiction to retaliate the suspicious evidence that we were provided with and take the next step with the Thomas Pearson Conspiracy by rebelling with a story about him like he never left the Earth. By this, I hope people won't be so ignorant and will try to believe the slight possibility of Thomas still being alive...and maybe they can write their own Thomas fanfiction and spread the Thomas love? Come on, you have to admit we need more Thomas love, 'specially ThomasXReed!

Okay, now I'm ranting and being slightly boastful :D Just R&R will ya?