A.N. This is the prequel of The War Begins. So if you read that before this, don't worry. You can read this and then The War Begins, or just the other way around. I hope you all love it. It will be short, about 3 chapters and then it will lead into The War Begins. Also I don't own anything. Today's song title is by: Linkin Park

Alyssa's POV

My name is Alyssa Cassandra Gillespie. My family and I live Los Angeles. The date is January 14th, 1947. I went walking to school dressed nicely. Once I entered the campus, I ran to the bathroom. I opened my button-down shirt to show off some skin. I ripped off my skirt to make it shorter. I put my stilettos on and headed back out. Around my neck was a loose black tie. My short hair spiked up on the layered ends. I walked down hallway and the crowds parted like the red sea. They knew never to mess with me or else.

I got to my first class and sat down. "Ms. Gillespie, do you mind telling me why you ruined your uniform." Mrs. Dawson asked me. I never really like her. She was really young, about 21 and I heard rumors that she got married at 16 because she was pregnant with the guy's kid. "Well, I wanted to good. I don't see any problem with it." I said sweetly. "Ms. Gillespie, please step out of my class. I will have a word with you in a moment." I grabbed my stuff and walked outside the class into the lonely hallway. I popped some gum into my mouth and waited for Mrs. Dawson.

After 10 minutes she came outside. "Alyssa, I don't want to send you to the principal's office. So I suggest you go get a real uniform from the main office." I looked at her coldly. "Jessika Dawson…you will keep your mouth shut about my uniform. Or else, I will get you fired. Remember my family is affluent and powerful. I could get you fired by just one phone call." I snapped back at her. She looked at me scared. I just smiled at her. "Go back into the class; I'll be inside in a minute." She finally said.

I just walked back in the class and it got quiet. I looked at every face in the room. "Why did you all get quiet?" I asked. "Did you stab, Mrs. Dawson?" Ava; the gossip queen of the school asked. "No, I didn't. Now stay out my business!" I said back to her. I went to my desk and sat back down. A couple of minutes later, she walked back in.

The rest of the school day was pretty boring. Once I got out of school, I ran to my house which was more like a mansion. "Alyssa, how was your day? I heard that Jessika Dawson got married at 16…so young. Her parent's probably made her get married after they found out." My mother said. I just nodded and hugged her. She kissed my head and left the room.

I headed to the phone and called Elizabeth's house. (Mini-A.N. Yes, Elizabeth Short/The Black Dahlia R.I.P) She picked up after 2 rings. "Hello?" She said. "Hey, Betty! Can we go to the drive-in today?" I asked hoping she would say yes. "Oh, I'm so sorry. I have an interview with this director at 10:00p.m." "It's ok. Can we hang out tomorrow?" I asked hopefully. "Sure, I have to go now. I have to go to this restaurant. Bye!" "Bye, good luck!" I said to her not knowing that it would have been the last time I talked to her.

The next day (January 15, 1947)

My father was at work and my mother was taking an afternoon nap, when I went for a walk. I was walking down the sidewalk next to an open grassy field, when something caught my eye. It was a body. As I walked closer, I noticed that the body was cut in half by the waist. It seemed like her reproductive organs had been cut out and she looked like she was drained of blood. I looked at her face and I started crying. It was Elizabeth! Her face also sustained damage. He mouth slashed from the corners of her lips to her ears. I started screaming for help.

A man came rushing to me and he ran to a couple of policemen on the corner of the street. He came back and held on to me before my body went numb. "Miss, you have to tell me your name and where you live. The cops ordered me to take you home." The man told me. I simply started at Betty's lifeless body. "My name's Alyssa Gillespie and I live on 1031 Williams boulevard, Beverly Hills." I said. He nodded and picked me up. He carried me over to the policemen. That was the last thing I saw because I blacked out soon after.

I woke up in hospital, with I.V.'s in my arms. "Mom? Dad?" My voice sounded raspy. "Alyssa, I thought that you going into a coma." My mother said to me while she kissed my cheek. "I'm thirsty…" I responded wondering how long I was out. She nodded and handed some water. "How long was I out?" "One month…I thought you were either dead or in a coma. I was so scared." My mother started crying and I held her hand in mine. I hope that in the following months, I would recover from the pain.

A.N. Sorry that it is so short but remember that it is only the prequel to The War Begins. This story is a 2-shot. Please keep reading and reviewing! Pretty please?