Ok so this is my first fanfiction. Ever *monumental music* I will try and include some Galex in later chapters (to keep the hordes happy) but I'm more of a murder/mystery writer than a fluffy/romantic one.
Disclaimer. I don't own Ashes to Ashes but boy if I did!!! *rubs hands together gleefully*
It had just gone three in the morning when Hannah James had staggered out of her friend's 18th birthday party. It had been the wildest party of her 18 years and the host would certainly be grounded for life once her parents got home. But no matter how much fun she had had nothing would erase the memory when she caught her boyfriend with her best friend.
Cheating bastard! She thought as she stumbled down the dimly lit road. At least I managed to mash his nose.
Hannah clenched her hand, thought of that fateful moment when she has lashed out and cringed. It had been a brutal punch, fuelled by anger and the amount of alcohol she had consumed. Thinking about it now, Hannah felt stupid. But she was angrier with Brett. Tosser!
She looked down at the cheap watch on her wrist. It was quarter past three. Oh. My. God. My parents are going to kill me. So, to avoid certain death, she began to run.
After five minutes of non-stop running, Hannah turned down the alleyway that would cut ten minutes off her walk home.
She was about halfway down the alleyway when she collided with someone.
"Oof! Oh shit I'm so sorry!" She couldn't quite see who she had just shoulder charged to the ground but she offered her hand to help them up.
Now if Hannah had thought this through she probably would have wondered why anyone would be out at this godforsaken hour, especially in an alleyway. But she didn't and her only thoughts were to help the unfortunate person she had knocked down in her haste to get home.
The person stood up and Hannah went to continue running. But the person held her by the arm. Hannah tried to brush them off, thinking they were simply getting their balance back. But as she went to walk away, the person pulled on her arm, swinging her back to face them.
"Hey! What's the big idea?! LET ME GO YOU FREAK!!" Hannah squirmed and struggled but the person held her tight. She kicked out and missed. The person laughed. The laugh sent a shiver down Hannah's spine and she realised she would be lucky if she got home at all. Feeling desperate and hearing her heart in her ears, Hannah bit down on the hand that held her upper arm.
"You little bitch!" The person spat, and loosened their grip on her, nursing their bleeding hand. Sensing opportunity Hannah went to run but the person simply grabbed her by the scruff of the neck and shook her until she thought she was going to vomit. "Now we'll see who's clever shall we?" Hannah felt plastic ties being slipped over her wrists and tightened three notches too far. Her hands started to throb. Now she was bound, at the mercy of some crazed lunatic. Hannah struggled to keep her emotions in check but let out a small sob. "Aww look at the little baby! Thought she was gonna go home for a little nap after 'er big night on the town? Well tough!!" The person screamed the latter so close to Hannah's ear, she felt her ear drum rattle.
"W…what…I…how did you know where I've been? Have you been stalking me??" Sudden realisation had dawned on Hannah and she mentally kicked herself for not getting a lift home.
"Sweet'eart there are two ways we can do this. You can shut the fuck up and do what I say or I'll kill you right 'ere, right now. Either way I don't care. " As they said this, the person tightened the wrist cuffs so Hannah couldn't feel her hands anymore.
"But…what…what…have I done to deserve this? You're just…just SICK!!!" Hannah turned her head so she was facing the darkened corridor of the alleyway and let out a guttural cry. "Help me please someone! Oh god someone please help me!!" knew it was futile. She was going to die. The only question that rattled around in her mind was 'how bad is the pain going to get?' She was clearly being held by a psychotic killer. She just hoped it would be over with quickly.
"Oi! You! I told you to shut the fuck up!" The person looked at her almost…pitifully. "Now my dear, I'm afraid…well actually no I'm not but anyway…you're going to die now." As they spoke the last words they brought down something heavy on the back of Hannah's head. She let out and promptly fell like a puppet whose strings had been cut.
Groaning, Hannah rolled onto her back and felt her lip. It had split when she hit the ground and was now bleeding freely. The person, now towered over Hannah, pulled something out of their pocket. In the moonlight she could just make out the glint of a blade.
That was the last thing Hannah James ever saw.
So there you go. Please read and review because it makes me very very happy. And you won't like me when I'm mad xD
I'll try and upload as soon as I can but you know...life sometimes gets in the way.