This is my first story about my favorite movie. This is a paradox of what might have happened in another story that i loved, "What to do with Fan girls" . The characters other than Karli,are not mine. also, the original story, "What to do with Fan girls" by FlyingFish15is not mine but everything else came from my demented head.
If you have not read "What to do with fan girls", please read it before reading mine.
She had waited for this day her whole life. As she walked down the lonely subway tunnels that lay under New York, her mind began to drift. The subways had obviously not been used for quite a long time because not only did they smell, but also the floor was covered in puddles that echoed her every footstep. She mentally cursed herself for not only predicting that the floor would be wet, but also because she had no plan and no idea where he would be. Though, even if she had known all these things, there would be a very slim chance of a surprise attack considering that the portal would have been open to everyone on earth who wanted it. She then considered how many people would have come through. She would have to kill them all if she was to earn his favor. What would He be like? Would he welcome an eager mind to teach? Probably not, the only people he liked were dead nor had some kind of interesting novelty about them. Never mind she told herself, she would make him take her in. aroused from her thoughts, she heard running footsteps. Not a moment to soon, she slid into the shadows like a ninja and a girl sprinted past. Karli watched as the girl tripped and, carried by her speed, sailed through the air and crashed to the ground. Before she had time to get back up or even catch her breath, her jugular had been sliced with expert precision. As Karli walked away, she thought, 1 down, who-knows-how-many-more-to-go. She turned around and with the toe of her black combat boots, she flipped the girl over. On her shirt it read "I wuv Kroenen", that's just disgusting. She expected that from a Twilight fan, but this is just sad. As she walked down the tunnel, again she heard footsteps. This time she decided to let the girl live so she could follow her to Kroenen's lair. As the girl ran by, Karli realized that she was not alone and that the first girl was in fact being followed closely by several other girls and what appeared to be a very hungry Sammeal. At the sight of the hellhound, Karli made sure that she was as far into the shadows as possible. When she was sure that they group was gone she crept back out into the light to inspect her surroundings. Suddenly she felt the sharp cool steel of a blade on her throat and at the same time her arms were clamped to her sides in an embrace that she could not escape. The blades was close to her vulnerable neck, but not close enough to kill her but enough to ensure that she was not going anywhere. In her ear she could hear the rasping of a gas mask. "Vhy vhat do we ave here?" the thick German accent was dripping off his words.
