Tracked
Pre-Face
I never thought that fate would lead me to this terrifying nightmare.
I felt absolutely helpless as the Tracker came forward and crouched down to my eye level. His crimson eyes showed excitement, joy, lust and lastly, thirst.
When I had left the sunny town of Phoenix, Arizona months ago, I wanted to forget the horrible memories that had surrounded me. I never wanted to relive that night…the night he ruined me. I weakly tried to wrap my arms around my stomach as I felt his dirty hands on the waistband of my jeans. Another painful blow went to my ribs, due to my protesting.
Blood was covering almost every inch of my skin. I bet the sight was horrendous.
I hoped-prayed that no one would have to see this. But with the camcorder that he sat down next to me told me that someone would. They would.
One final blow went to my head, then the world slipped away from me.
Thank you for reading my second Fan Fiction. Read my first one, Innocence.
R&R
