CHAPTER 1:

Alyssa DeCardo wiped the tears from her eyes as she hurried down the dark street. It had been one of those days where nothing seems to go right. As she was walking to work that morning, the sky decided to open up, and she was cold and drenched by the time she reached the restaurant. Working as a waitress at Tibby's wasn't a glorious lifestyle, but it kept her out of the gutter. After trying to dry off as best as she could, she quickly tried to go work. Still freezing and damp, she wasn't very focused and dropped a tray full of plates. Her boss, who must have been having as much of a good day as her, fired her immediately. Alyssa tried to explain her horrible day, but it was no luck. On top of all this, she was almost positive someone had been following her all day.

Even now, as night was setting in and her teeth were still chattering, she thought she heard footsteps not far behind her. She turned around, exasperated, but saw nothing but an empty street and a few streetlights. Walking again, she tried to distract herself, just concentrating on getting home…..wait, what home? She had no home now. The landlord of her apartment had agreed to let her stay as long as she was working and was paying him back. She ran her hand through her long, soft brown hair. There was no sense going back to there now.

So that's it.

Alyssa's big green eye's welled with more tears as she thought of her miserable day, and everything she had to look forward to. She had no job, no money, no home…GOD what are those footsteps?

Spinning around in the middle of the road, completely fed up she yelled, "WHAT? What do you want? I have nothing! Look!"

She opened her purse and dumped out its contents all over the street. There were a few coins, some lipstick, some small personal items, and a worthless key to her apartment. They rolled all over the dark road, as she waited, helplessly, for someone to jump out and attack her.

Realizing she had just made a fool of herself and hadn't gotten anywhere, she bent down to gather her things.

"Fuck." She muttered as her lipstick tube rolled off down the street. Jogging to catch it, her foot suddenly stopped and her leg would not move. The tiny heel of her shoe had managed to get caught in a small hole in the middle of the road.

"Great." She took a moment to just take in all the "wonderful" events that made up her day before reaching down to get her foot out. Alyssa tugged, but her foot would come out. She pulled and twisted, but the hole was not ready to release that heel.

"Come on! Not my favorite shoe, please! I am not taking these off in the middle of a dirty road. Let's go you're coming out." In the midst of more yanking, a sudden noise made her stomach drop. It sounded like a faint clapping noise, but it was getting stronger.

Breathing heavily, and fearing what she hoped it wouldn't be, she turned her head to see what was the source of the noise. Coming towards her, out of control, was a horse drawn carriage that had no intention of stopping. It was too dark to tell whether the driver couldn't see her, or if he just didn't care.

Frantically, Alyssa began to pull at her foot. Time was running out, and her life was now in danger. Her foot only seemed to become stuck deeper in the road. She still refused to take off her shoe. The more she tugged, the more time slipped away, and the louder the horses feet became.

"Please, come on, come on."

clap clap

"Let's go, come one, please."

Clap Clap

"Please, please, no, oh my god, please!"

CLAP CLAP

It was no use. The horse was less than thirty seconds away from her. Even if she chose now to take off her shoe, there would be no time. What happened next was a blur. Somewhere behind the growing noise of the carriage, Alyssa heard familiar footsteps. They grew louder until they were right beside her, colliding with her and picking up her tiny frame. It felt like a huge cork popping when her foot was released from the ground. Then, the figure pushed her, quick and roughly, to the side of the road. She hit the ground hard, and the person landed on top of her. The sudden movement and the heavy weight on her made her groan. Still breathing hard, she looked over and noticed that the carriage was now clambering carelessly past the exact space where she would have lost her life a moment ago.

Her savior realized they were still on top of her, and quickly got up and took a few steps away to catch their breath. Alyssa got up too, and tried to see who it was. There weren't enough street lights for any details, but she could make out the figure of a boy. When he turned around to face her for the first time, she still couldn't see anything clearly. But he took a step towards her, and the light from the moon revealed one thing: his eyes. Alyssa was mesmerized by them. They were big and light blue, almost grey. She couldn't stop staring into them: they were beautiful. Her heart started to thump fast again, and she couldn't remember what she was supposed to say.

His eyes appeared angry at her, but she couldn't understand why. She took a step towards him, and was fully in the light. When he saw her, she saw the eyes soften. She was often told how beautiful she was, but she assumed he was beginning to calm down. Alyssa tried to move closer to the boy who had just saved her life.

"Than…" she tried to say, but suddenly the eyes grew cold again, and it made her stop. It was like he was controlling her with only his amazing eyes. She still couldn't look away, but the cold eyes grew colder, and then were gone as quickly as they had appeared.

She didn't forget them though. The footsteps began to disappear but the image of the light blue pools remained in her mind. An owl hooting brought her back to reality. The street lights abruptly went out, and there was no use trying to go back for her belongings, which still lie out all over the street.

Realizing she still had no where to go, and no one to go to, her mind racing, she did the only thing she could.

She ran.

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It's only a start, and I promise it will get much better. It's a Spot Conlon story, I swear. Please send me and reviews, I'd love to hear your thought or inputs -Spunkyy77