Hey everyone! My name is Sarah. Hope you are all well. So this is my first fanfiction ever so be nice! I would really appreciate some reviews, whether it is praise or some constructive criticism. I've had this idea in my head for a while now and I just thought I would write it down and give fanfiction a go. I hope you like this little taster. If you do like it, don't forget to review so that I know there is someone out the reading it, and I will write some more! So here goes..
I was running as fast as I could possibly go. But it wasn't easy when you had just been staked in the ribs. They were gaining now. I had to try harder. Boy was I getting too old for this!
I could kick myself. Why the hell had I done it? Like the stupid thing was any use to me anyway. Of course I knew why I had done it: boredom and a source of entertainment. These two things were precisely the reason why I had done many of the things I had done in my 1000 years of existence.
Now I was running from werewolves. You could say I was on their "most wanted list" which was definitely not a good thing. Werewolves hunted in packs and are a very loyal species. It was impossible to know how much of them were after me. Of course I was no stranger to being on the run which is why I never really had any real relationships. Before this…well that was a very long story indeed…
So what do you think? I know this is very short but you will get some answers in the next chapter. I want at least 2 reviews before updating so please review xxx