Note: Unfortnately I do not own the yummy character of Billy Darley or any others from Death Sentence. I just own Miss Sophie and any other characters not from the movie that happen to pop up. Next chapter will be longer, just wanted to get the ball rolling...... Enjoy. This is my first fic so please be nice l

"Red or blue?" Brendan asked as he grabbed two cups from the container on the side of the slushy machine.

"Red and blue are not flavors dork. And cherry please." Sophie replied, giving her best friend a fake sweet smile before laughing.

"Whatever." Brendan said as he started to fill up the cups.

"So Canada huh? What's so wrong with the good 'ol US of A?" Sophie fired back at him in a huff while she pulled a hair tie out of her purse and proceeded to put her long, wavy brown hair into a ponytail. This whole Canada issue was just as much a shock to her as it had been to Brendan's dad when he brought it up in the car and she did not like it one bit. She waited for Brendan to reply to her question but like usual he changed the subject.

"Seriously, You have the most random shit in your purse. Next you'll pull out a puppy." He said as he avoided her eyes.

"Just call me Mary fucking Poppins. And it's actually quite normal for girls with long hair to have the occasional hair tie in their purse. Want to see my magical tampons too!" Sophie replied, her eyes filling with mischief. She loved Brendan. He was the brother she never had. They had made out once on his parents bed when they were both fifteen, but she had stopped it after a couple minutes because it had felt wrong. Her friendship to him was too important to ruin over teenage hormones. She knew she had made the right choice because almost four years later he was still her best friend. For years people had assumed they were a couple. He was the golden boy, and she had to admit she looked damn good on his arm at school but that's as far as it went. She constantly made fun of Brendan for his player ways. His parents had no idea what he got up to when they were not around, fucking half the girls in their high school and smoking dope at parties. Yet he expected Sophie to remain pure as white snow. But high school was over. Things were changing, life was speeding up and it was full of possibilities. Sophie just didn't think Canada had ever been in the equation.

The ringing of the bell on the door of the minimart caught Sophie's attention and then all hell broke loose. It all happened so fast she couldn't think, couldn't react. There were so many men, all in black masks. It seemed like they were everywhere. BOOM. A rifle went off and she saw the cashier go flying backwards, blood all over the front of his shirt.

"Brendan." Sophie whispered.

Suddenly the man with the rifle turned and starting stalking towards them. All she could think was that he was so tall. So big and tall compared to her petite 5'4. Like a predator with his prey, his long leather jacket not bothering to conceal another handgun at his hip. Brendan had pushed Sophie behind him and they both were backing up.

"That's the one. That's the one! Do this Joe!" The man said in a deep voice. A smaller guy in a maroon leather jacket stepped in front of him, but seemed to pause for a second. The other guy whispered something to him. This is not happening. Sophie thought to herself. Then the smaller guy pulled out a large knife and then…….. Brendan.

She fell to the floor with Brendan. Blood, so much blood. Everything was in slow motion. "What about the girl?" One of the other guys asked. Sophie slowly looked up. Her green eyes suddenly meeting the brightest blue eyes she had ever seen through the mask. She would remember those eyes forever. He tilted his head to the side, staring at her. One of the other guys started to step towards her but the man, obviously the leader, put his hand out to stop him.

"Let's just get the fuck out of here. Now!" His deep voice boomed. With one last glance at her he turned and all the men hurried out of the store. All Sophie was left with was blood, all around her. On the floor, on her shirt, on her hands…… and covering her best friend.