Kevins8: hi. This is my very first Sharman king story and my second story on fan fiction. The first was a screw up but I promise to make it

up with the second one (to all you coin collectors out there, I just got a Yukon quarter .)

disclaimer: I do not own any of these characters but Dirk, Darcy, Foster parents, and him (dun, dun, dun, dun...)

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The Beginning

Anna, get out of here. He's coming.

Mommy, I don't want to go. What's going on? Why? I don't want to leave.

Please, listen to me. Daddy's not going anywhere. Darcy, grab Anna and escape through the tunnel. I'll stall him...

But Dirk... NO!

Get out. He's coming!!!

Darcy grabs her daughter and jumps in a trapdoor in the basement. As the trapdoor closed, Darcy heard the front door break into splinters and sensed a powerful presence. No Dirk...she sobbed. Then the trap door burst apart and everything was engulfed in white light. Everything disappeared The town, the people, everything. The only one that survived was a little girl...

It was 4 years later from that incident. Anna still carried around the scars. Anna was found by an elderly couple lying cuddled and asleep with bodies etched with countless wounds. They cared for her ever since. Anna was different from the other children. She didn't talk much and usually kept to herself. She was made fun of at school and had to care for her foster mother at home because grandpa passed away and grandma was in emotional shock. Anna barely remembered her real parents. The only thing that came to mind was pain, a flash of white light and then silence...

Anna went on with her usual life. Grandma was in comma and all the chores were left to Anna. As she stepped home, something was different. It was too silent. It was that kind of eerie silence that gives you an ominous felling at the pit of your stomach. Quiet. Just like in the past when...

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Kevins8: well that's it for that. I know that it was a bit short but it was only the prologue. I'm hyper tonight. I got a Yukon quarter (does a dance around the desk and sticks tongue out at imaginary friend). Ahem, anyway, review and tell me if I should continue this...