Xanthic
-ok here is my sad excuse for a fanfic.
if u like it great if you don't o well, if you want to flame send a letter written in red ink to 5043 15st west rochester, MN 35743 or it will not be read. Thanks. estrie121388
oh yeah i don't own the outsider but i have a green rabit named rodolf
Dallas Winston walked down a busy street in Minneapolis, Minnesota. It had been over fifty years since he supposedly died in Tulsa, Oklahoma, but he should of known better than to think that the fuzz would be able to kill him. If the police were throwing torches at him it maybe he would of died , fire was one of the few things that could hurt vampires which by the way is exactly what Dally was, but as it is Dally should not have even considered the idea that a normal human weapon, like a gun, could kill him.
When Dally woke up he was on a soft bed with silk sheets. The room had blackout curtains, and he instantly recognized who the room belonged to, Kansas. Kansas was who changed dally into a vampire over three thousand year ago, and he had hated her ever since.
Dally waited for what seemed like days in that dark room when someone finally opened the door. Dally could not see who it was but his senses told him it was not Kansas. The girl opened the curtains allowing only a slither of moonlight though, but it was enough that dally could tell who she was. Her name was Sydney, Kansas' first fledging, and Kansas' only fledging that did not hate her.
"You are awake," she said.
" That was obvious to me." Dally answered trying in vain to sit up.
"Kansas wants to talk to you," she said and then added," I will go get her."
Kansas came only a few seconds afterward looking extremely surprised that I was awake...
Dallas's thoughts stopped abruptly when he ran into a young teenage girl, who herself had obliviously been lost in thought as well. They both fell Dally's abnormal fast reflexes keeping him from falling in the busy road. The girl landed with her head very close to the passing vehicles, so close in fact that if she made just a move of about one inch up her head would be crushed by the passing cars. The girl seemed to be perfectly calm, which surprised Dally greatly, as she inched her way toward the curb of the road. Once she was about a foot away from the cars she rolled to the curb, stood up, and brushed the leaves out of her hair.
"Are you okay?" asked Dally with false concern.
" What do you think?" asked the girl in return sounding royally annoyed.
"You look fine to me." Replied Dally.
" Oh, I am sure that I look most defiantly fine to you. You didn't land an inch away from speeding cars." She snapped back trying to walk around Dally who kept stepping in front of her. "Can I help you or are you just not going to let me pass because you are some psycho who feels like making my day just a little bit better?"
"Both."
" Well, what do you want?"
"Your name."
" If I tell you will you let me pass?"
" Most definitely."
"Yeah right It is Tia, and may I ask yours."
" You just did Tia, didn't you?"
"Just shut-up and tell me your name."
"Well, well, that wasn't very lady like, but if you must know it is Dallas." He said stepping to the side letting her pass. Tia continued her walk unaware that Dallas was following her in the form of a cat.
a/n okay it is really messed up i know, but Dally was my favorite character and i wanted to bring him back.
-ok here is my sad excuse for a fanfic.
if u like it great if you don't o well, if you want to flame send a letter written in red ink to 5043 15st west rochester, MN 35743 or it will not be read. Thanks. estrie121388
oh yeah i don't own the outsider but i have a green rabit named rodolf
Dallas Winston walked down a busy street in Minneapolis, Minnesota. It had been over fifty years since he supposedly died in Tulsa, Oklahoma, but he should of known better than to think that the fuzz would be able to kill him. If the police were throwing torches at him it maybe he would of died , fire was one of the few things that could hurt vampires which by the way is exactly what Dally was, but as it is Dally should not have even considered the idea that a normal human weapon, like a gun, could kill him.
When Dally woke up he was on a soft bed with silk sheets. The room had blackout curtains, and he instantly recognized who the room belonged to, Kansas. Kansas was who changed dally into a vampire over three thousand year ago, and he had hated her ever since.
Dally waited for what seemed like days in that dark room when someone finally opened the door. Dally could not see who it was but his senses told him it was not Kansas. The girl opened the curtains allowing only a slither of moonlight though, but it was enough that dally could tell who she was. Her name was Sydney, Kansas' first fledging, and Kansas' only fledging that did not hate her.
"You are awake," she said.
" That was obvious to me." Dally answered trying in vain to sit up.
"Kansas wants to talk to you," she said and then added," I will go get her."
Kansas came only a few seconds afterward looking extremely surprised that I was awake...
Dallas's thoughts stopped abruptly when he ran into a young teenage girl, who herself had obliviously been lost in thought as well. They both fell Dally's abnormal fast reflexes keeping him from falling in the busy road. The girl landed with her head very close to the passing vehicles, so close in fact that if she made just a move of about one inch up her head would be crushed by the passing cars. The girl seemed to be perfectly calm, which surprised Dally greatly, as she inched her way toward the curb of the road. Once she was about a foot away from the cars she rolled to the curb, stood up, and brushed the leaves out of her hair.
"Are you okay?" asked Dally with false concern.
" What do you think?" asked the girl in return sounding royally annoyed.
"You look fine to me." Replied Dally.
" Oh, I am sure that I look most defiantly fine to you. You didn't land an inch away from speeding cars." She snapped back trying to walk around Dally who kept stepping in front of her. "Can I help you or are you just not going to let me pass because you are some psycho who feels like making my day just a little bit better?"
"Both."
" Well, what do you want?"
"Your name."
" If I tell you will you let me pass?"
" Most definitely."
"Yeah right It is Tia, and may I ask yours."
" You just did Tia, didn't you?"
"Just shut-up and tell me your name."
"Well, well, that wasn't very lady like, but if you must know it is Dallas." He said stepping to the side letting her pass. Tia continued her walk unaware that Dallas was following her in the form of a cat.
a/n okay it is really messed up i know, but Dally was my favorite character and i wanted to bring him back.