Hello lovelly readers, I'm Ted or BornToRead12 and my mate asked me to write up some backgrounds and possible short stories to do with their storyline for 'Victims' I strongly suggest that you read Victims its by my best friend YellowOspreyJaguar who will also be helping me by writing up some chapters as well.

Okay so the first person we're gonna look on is Josh (Joshua Reynolds) and this is only part 1 of his story since it goes deep, Josh's background is gory and very sad. He discovers his power and not only that but he witnesses a lot for such a young boy like him. this is set in 1978 when he was turned into a 'Hunted' and I'm gunna explain a little bit, a 'Hunted' is an immortal thats a cross between supernatural and human beings. Read victims to learn a bit more. A 'Hunted' have something in their blood that awakens when they are either bitten or around a vampire. Its quite complicatated.

DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN TWILIGHT OR CHARACTERS -Josh belongs to YOJ- AND THEY BELONF TO .

THE STORYLINE AND WHERE THIS COMES FROM BELONGS TO YOJ I'M JUST DOING THEM A FAVOUR AND WRITING BACKGROUNDS!

Victims: Background Stories

By: BornToRead12 and YellowOspreyJaguar

Joshua Reynolds Part 1

I was only a fourteen year old boy when this whole thing started. This massive conspiracy that made me leave my family, never to return or to see them for the rest of my eternal life. It's a shame really because even though I lost a family, I gained a new one. I had a really big family now that I can never grow to ignore because I love them so much, even if a lot of them are in-laws.

I was always a short kid, a short kid that was fourteen years old and had loads of friends. I was an only child and I possessed my father's emerald green eyes that shone with love and joy, he was a simple man named John Reynolds.

My brown hair came from my eyes. She was a humble woman that loved and cared for everything, her name was Janet Bloomfield. I loved her to pieces just like my father.

June 5th 1978

I padded down the hallway, my throat was dry and I was gagging for a drink. I wouldn't normally go downstairs for any reason unless it was absolutely necessary, like I needed the toilet. But I'd been lying in bed unable to sleep for an hour and I was desperate for something to drink.

I crept passed my parents open-door bedroom, peering in to see them both fast asleep in the middle of the bed under the blankets. My bedroom was the furthest from the stairs which meant that I'd have to creep past my parent's bedroom to get to the stairs.

I padded down the stairs and rubbed my eyes as I walked into the kitchen and headed over to where the glasses were and picked one out, turning on the tap I waited patiently as the glass filled with the colourless and tasteless liquid.

As I brought the cool liquid to my lips I heard a loud disturbing crash that came almost out of nowhere. I wasn't sure what was going on. I placed the glass and crept over to the doorway and peered out into the living room.

I was dressed in my pyjamas, blue and white checker pants and a long sleeved blue shirt on top. I had no socks on and my feet were bare since I'd left my slippers outside.

My eyes gazed upon shadow after shadow as the room was coated with them. I looked over the room; nothing had been disturbed in my absence. Everything was just how I remembered it was.

I turned and reached for my cup before I heard a loud thump accompanied by many others. I listened carefully and tilted my head upwards and gazed to the ceiling of my kitchen where my parents slept in their bedroom.

Dust flew down from where it had been perched by the wooden boards that held the second floor up. The thudding slowly began to slow yet quicken up at the same time. It was coming from above where I stood in the kitchen it was coming from my parent's room.

I didn't know what was happening, I didn't give much fault as I ran out of the kitchen, forgetting my raging thirst. I charged up the stairs, taking them two at a time until I reached the landing where I crossed the hall way and looked into my parents bedroom.

The thudding had stopped and the room was quiet, the whole house was eerily quiet. My parents weren't where I last saw them, my dad wasn't on the side nearest the door nor was my mum on the furthest side or in the middle, they just weren't there.

"Mum?" I called as I slowly took another step towards the bedroom, peering through the dark shadows in order to find where they were. "Dad?" I asked, my voice wavering as fear and worry crept into my system.

I could hear a whistling sound, the sound of wind as it whistled in through the curtains at night when he had his window open. That's strange, mum and dad always have their bedroom window shut. I thought as I looked at the open window, the curtains were fluttering all around on the currents of air that wafted in through the room.

As I took another step into the room I tore my eyes away from the window in desperate search for my parents. "Mum?" I croaked, tears beginning to pour down my eyes from the quiet I got in response to my questions, leaving them unanswered.

I took another step in. I was now fully in the bedroom and my eyes peered over the room in search.

The swung shut in a groaning manner before it fully slammed behind me. I turned to look at the closed door, figuring there was someone behind me, but there wasn't there was no one and it was as if I was stuck in a nightmare.

"Who-Who's there?" I stutter as I whip around, searching for the intruder, there was no denying the fact that there wasn't, their obviously was. I looked over to the shadows, checking them with my eyes, trying to pin point where they were.

I cast my eyes away from the shadows and peered down at my feet as soon as I hit something. I looked straight into a pair of green eyes that I recognized but the joy had been sucked out of them and left to look lifeless as if there was no soul within the body.

I screamed as my heart shattered, I looked upon the dead body of my father. His body was stiff and blood was covering over his neck – presumably where someone had stricken him. His eyes bored into my own and I screamed again and rushed backwards, tripping and falling onto my back.

My dad was dead and my mum too! I wailed as I let more tears run down my face. I couldn't tear my eyes away from my dad's body. I couldn't believe it, I wouldn't!

"Wake-up!" I screamed at myself. "I want to wake-up!" I demanded, clutching my hair and yanking it roughly.

"But you're not asleep," A cold voice dripped down like icy droplets of rain, I shuddered and whimpered.

"Why? Why me!" I demanded as I rocked back and forth, clutching my knees with my hands.

"Because, they were so... mouth watering and," the voice poised "Tasty," Was all he said.

Rage built up within my body as I looked up and into the eyes of the soulless creature that had done this to my parents. I glared at him, sending out daggers upon daggers towards the crimson red eyes that haunted me from above – it didn't matter to me about the eye colour, I just wanted revenge!

"Shut-up!" I screamed "Shut-up, shut-up, shut-up!" I screamed and went to push the thing away from me. But when I shoved as hard as I could into the monster, it did not move nor budge or even acknowledge what I'd done.

Until the sparks came and shook from my body and into his. Huge bolts of electricity shot from my hands and into the monster's body. The thing shook and fell backwards yet the bolts never died down.

"I will end you!" I screamed as the bolts grew larger and my anger became more deadly as it attacked the monster from insides its body.

The thing screamed and howled in pain but I never weakened my grip as the huge bolts shot out of my hands. The monster's skin began to boil and burn, peeling away underneath before it finally hit the top part of the skin where it burnt to a crisp and created cracks in the cold pale skin that was now on the ground.

It was all over, the thing had turned to ash and nothing was left anymore. I looked to my hands in bewilderment as I turned to my dad's body again. I looked at the wound more closely, a bite mark.

It all made sense, the eyes, the pale skin, the things he said, the bite mark, everything! This creature was a vampire.

"I vow to kill all vampires that are evil, dad, I promise." I cried as I pushed my forehead against my dad's cooling and lifeless body. Leaving one last kiss I whispered. "I love you, and mum." Before I departed from the house only stopping to get what I needed.

SO what do you think? Its a bit shocking waking up in the middle of the night, getting a drink and then seeing you're parents dead and a vampire about to kill you... yeah not much happened didn't it? Ok so that's not the end for Josh, we're gonna follow him for a bit until he reaches the others which wont take long at all, we'll follow him as he assasinates vampires, gets captured and mets up with the gang :) If you want to find out the end result then head over to Victims by YellowOspreyJaguar

PLEASE READ AND REVIEW! THEY WILL BE CHERISHED AND HELP ME TO WRITE MORE FOR YA! NEXT UPDATE EITHER TOMORROW OR WITHIN THE WEEK! SO REVIEW!

THANKS MUCH!

BTR12 and YOJ

;) Ted ;)