Ch.1 He Meets Her

I decided to revamp this project, it seemed like a good idea and I felt it needed an ending, going to edit the existing chapters first though.

He knew what he did was wrong, but hunger drove him to do it anyway.

The young boy flew full speed away from the corner grocery store, clinging to his back pack as tightly as possible. He never looked back and never stopped until he reached a dark narrow alley just a few blocks away. Sighing deeply, he let his guard drop and allowed a tingly sensation engulf his body. He was probably safe now, but just in case he pulled his red hoody's hood over his head. Now, it was time to return to his abode. The raven haired teen merged into a crowd of people, strolling on the bustling city sidewalks. If anyone had been following him he wouldn't be found now.

The sun was beginning to set in the west, and the heat of the day died with the cool of the night. Street lamps began to flicker into life one by one all across the multiple roads and avenues that weaved throughout the city. Neon flashing signs glowed brilliantly in contrast to their darkening background. The fifteen year old couldn't help but enjoy the cool breeze that once or twice sneaked through the city's thick smog. He traveled on foot until he reached his new home in the most run down and possibly the dangerous part of town. He had been living there for about a year now. The reason he now was living in such a dump? It was too painful to even think about.

He sighed at some old memories that had crept up on him from his past. How everything had been so simple and happy before! He quickly shook them off however and headed for the fire escape ladder on the side of a shabby and utterly abandoned apartment building. He climbed up the rusting old thing until he reached the slightly open window of an apartment on the second floor of the structure. Carefully, he pried it open and crawled in. This dirty, cobwebbed room had been his home sense the accident. The teen walked across the squeaky floorboards to an old mattress covered with a beat-up brownish-blue through and pillow. Then, turning on a lantern that sat patiently at the foot of the mattress, he unpacked his backpack. Inside was a chunk of ham, a loaf of bread, and a can of Texas beans.

Yum...dinner is served.

Somewhere else in the city another teen was having troubles, though albeit of a much different kind. A young teen girl with choppy, shoulder length hair died an unnatural black trudged out of the Amity Heights apartment complex. She had had it, how could her parents do this to her again! They were always either running off to some far off European country on an extended 'business trip' or forcing her to attend some stupid high class party filled with preppy idiots.

Her parents were supposed to have returned home from there recent trip to France tonight, but once again they had stood her up.

"It doesn't matter", she thought to herself. "If they were here they would have just made my life more miserable."

The girl couldn't take being around there any longer so she decided to go to Amity Park's park. It was one of the only places in the city were vegetation thrived, and being surrounded by nature had a calming effect which she so desired.

"Should I flag down a cab for you miss?" asked the tall, stout, bold doorman on duty.

Without turning to look at him, she nodded.

The teenage boy gazed down upon the earth. After devouring his 'supper', he felt wrestles and decided to venture out for a moonlit stroll in the park. The park to him seemed so tranquil and serene despite the chaos of city life that surrounded it on all sides, threatening to engulf what was left of its natural peacefulness in the overwhelming chaos of urban living. For a moment in the park however, he could forget his troubles, forget all the things he had done wrong and just feel a sense of freedom. He hated having to steal it felt so...well wrong. Also, technically he didn't have to be a thief if he really didn't want to, a friend that he had made, another teen his age named Tucker, had gotten him a part time job at a pizza place under the counter. The boy hadn't worked today though, so he did not have the chance to grab a few slices unnoticed by the boss. He couldn't use his money either. He wanted to save up that money to eventually rent a small apartment for himself. Who would want to have to sleep in that moldy old dump forever?

Of course he wouldn't have to worry about any of this had he not been cursed in that dreadful accident that seemed to have occurred just yesterday, though over a year had passed. The accident had changed him, one moment he was a normal human child then ZAP he was a freak of nature. Not dead not alive. Not human not a ghost. Even though he would always see what had happened to him to be over all a curse, there was a few upsides to his new found capabilities. One of these 'gifts' was the gift of flight. The teen could sore through the sky better and faster than any bird. When he was in the air, it was as if he was free from his burdens for a little while, and the quiet serenity of the open skies allowed him to think and gave him a sense of peace.

Eventually the boy found himself in the middle of the park. The Amity canal flowed through the heart of it. He stopped to admire the flowing rapped waters so browned with all sorts of pollutants. Then the teen boy noticed a girl. She was about his age and was dressed in a black top, checkered black and purple skirt and combat boots. She gave off a very Punk or perhaps Gothic aura. She lazily walked onto the footbridge that spanned over the small waterway. The girl's short choppy hair swayed gently in the cool summer breeze. As she stopped and leaned onto a railing, looking down at the rushing waters he could swear that her ivory skin was glowing in the moonlight.

The girl leaned further onto the bridge's railing, apparently something down below had caught her eye. Suddenly the railing gave way and with a loud splash the teen girl fell into the deep, fast moving water below.

Once at the park, the young girl wandered around for a long time with no destination or route in mind, just enjoying the semi fresh air. Eventually she found her way to the Amity canal. It was a clear night, and she was able to somewhat see the full moon overhead reflect in its waters. There was something else reflecting in the water. A star? She leaned over more on the bridge's railing in order to get a better look, putting more of her weight on it, but as she did it gave way and without a moments notice she went tumbling down with a loud splash.

The girl thrashed around, trying to figure out which way was up. By the time she had poked her head up and took in a deep breathe of air she had been swept far downstream from the bridge. She was immediately pulled down again by a current. The teen had to fight ferociously just to poke her head up enough to catch a few breathes before the current pulled her down again toward its depths.

"Help!" she managed to gasp before going under, even though she new no one was there.

The panicking teen attempted to bring herself back up to the surface, but could not this time. Her boot had gotten stuck somehow and was now holding her down to the canal's floor. She struggled to set her foot free, but to no avail. Lungs were burning for oxygen, she could not last much longer.

As she began to loose conscientiousness the outline of a boy dressed in black appeared before her and reached out a ghostly white hand...was that Death? Her world went black.

There was the noise of someone talking, then a strange sound and flash of light. Her survival reflex to cough and gasp for air kicked in, and in a second the girl was on her side coughing out water.

"What happened?" she asked weakly.

"You almost drowned." answered a boy.

"You saved me?" she asked in surprise turning to face him.

He looked about her age, fifteen. He was soaked to the bone just like she was(of course). He was wearing a bright red hoody that was unzipped, revealing his soaked white t-shirt underneath. He also had on pale blue jeans and red converse sneakers, that were worn from a long period of use. His raven black hair was dripping wet causing his bangs to sag over his face, and partially cover his baby blue eyes. His face was filled with concern but also relief at seeing her be alright.

"Yeah," he said with an awkward smile, and rubbed the back of his neck. "Are you okay now? Should I call for an ambulance or something?"

The girl shook her messy head. "Naw, I'm okay now, thanks."

"Here, let me help you up." he offered out his hand to her with a shy smile on his lips.

The girl however hit it away with the back of her hand sternly. "I can get up on my own." she muttered, pulling herself to her feet.

"Your welcome," said the other teen sarcastically.

The teen girl sighed, "Sorry, I don't like being babied."

"I wasn't babying you," he stated agitated, "You could have died back there and your still an awful mess. I was just trying to be nice!"

"Gee thanks," she wittingly remarks. The boy gives her an angry and hurt sighs, then smiles a bit embarrassed of her own reaction.

"I know, I am sorry about that. You just saved my life, I owe you one, thanks."

The girl smiled up at him, then added, "My names Sam, what's yours?"

"Danny."

Hello everyone, this is me, B! :) I wanted to see how people liked my writing when I didn't have a beta reader. So please critic b/c I probably do need it, or just tell me what you think.

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