Yeah this is really short, but I really needed an Intro.
I do not own Newsies. But I wish I did. :(
I do however own the characters that I made up. I also made Spot taller.
The moon shone on the worn cobblestone streets of Manhattan. A heavy silence hung over the damp air. No one was in sight.
Suddenly, a crash broke the silence, followed by a streak of white and a chorus of "Get her!" Dashing across the street was a girl, followed by a yelling boy.
"Run Ellie!"
If you look closer, you see a girl of fifteen or sixteen years. You see a cascade of rusty curls, a soft face and piercing green eyes.
A look of sheer terror is chiseled on her delicate, bruised face. Blood trickles from her mouth and a deep gash on her eyebrow. An intricate white dress billows behind her, as she sprints across.
Why is she running, you ask? Well let me tell you the story of a Miss Eleanor Louisa Bennett.
You don't have to review. Cause this is a filler chapter ;)
-Massie