Two girls of 16 walked down the street, chatting happily to one
another. One was
blond, with a smile that lit up her face like the sun. The other was dark haired, and eyes
that glittered with cool intelligence. They were the perfect catch. The man's eyes
narrowed, waiting. Soon. Soon.
Lizzie McGuire and Miranda Sanchez walked down the min street, laughing
about Kate's latest hairstyle. Lately Kate had been trying out hairstyles from all over the
world. The latest had been something between Princess Laya and a Chinese bun. The
result had been.Interesting. "She looked like she had a dead rat stuck on her head."
sniggered Miranda as they passed a white van, whose driver was currently asleep under a
newspaper. Lizzie laughed out loud, and then choked it back. "That's not very nice" she
said, voice cracking from trying to hold the laughter in. Miranda snorted. "So? She
deserves it." Lizzie shrugged. "True. Very true." They walked in Silence for a bit, them
Miranda suddenly stopped. Lizzie turned and froze. A huge, masked man had his hand
over Miranda's mouth. The other held a knife whose razor sharp tip was dug into
Miranda's throat. Lizzie stared, fear spreading like poison through her veins. The man
stared at her through the thick balaclava he was wearing. "Scream and I give your friend
a new mouth." Miranda looked at Lizzie pleadingly, eyes wide with terror. Lizzie looked
back at the man. "What do you want me to do?" she asked, fighting to keep her voice
from trembling. The man smiled, an act that made her Flash crawl. "Stay right there." He
sneered. Lizzie saw Miranda's eyes widen even further, if that was possible, and then
black.
Miranda watched as Lizzie collapsed onto the ground. The man behind her
twirled the bat triumphantly. Miranda closed her eyes and braced herself as he swung at
her. When she opened them, it was all black. She felt her knees buckle before conscience
thought ceased.
blond, with a smile that lit up her face like the sun. The other was dark haired, and eyes
that glittered with cool intelligence. They were the perfect catch. The man's eyes
narrowed, waiting. Soon. Soon.
Lizzie McGuire and Miranda Sanchez walked down the min street, laughing
about Kate's latest hairstyle. Lately Kate had been trying out hairstyles from all over the
world. The latest had been something between Princess Laya and a Chinese bun. The
result had been.Interesting. "She looked like she had a dead rat stuck on her head."
sniggered Miranda as they passed a white van, whose driver was currently asleep under a
newspaper. Lizzie laughed out loud, and then choked it back. "That's not very nice" she
said, voice cracking from trying to hold the laughter in. Miranda snorted. "So? She
deserves it." Lizzie shrugged. "True. Very true." They walked in Silence for a bit, them
Miranda suddenly stopped. Lizzie turned and froze. A huge, masked man had his hand
over Miranda's mouth. The other held a knife whose razor sharp tip was dug into
Miranda's throat. Lizzie stared, fear spreading like poison through her veins. The man
stared at her through the thick balaclava he was wearing. "Scream and I give your friend
a new mouth." Miranda looked at Lizzie pleadingly, eyes wide with terror. Lizzie looked
back at the man. "What do you want me to do?" she asked, fighting to keep her voice
from trembling. The man smiled, an act that made her Flash crawl. "Stay right there." He
sneered. Lizzie saw Miranda's eyes widen even further, if that was possible, and then
black.
Miranda watched as Lizzie collapsed onto the ground. The man behind her
twirled the bat triumphantly. Miranda closed her eyes and braced herself as he swung at
her. When she opened them, it was all black. She felt her knees buckle before conscience
thought ceased.