Disclaimer: I do not own NCIS. The characters on the show were only an inspiration for this story, I don't make a profit whatsoever. The only ones I own are the characters you do not own.
Hey everyone! This is my new fic New Found Angel. This is my first, multi-chapter NCIS fic so please do not be all that brutal. Crossfire was my first experimentation and I finally got the courage to make another.
Sound interesting! I hope so… this is a prologue or in a way kind of what you see in the first couple minutes of the show before the intro… so… here it is…
WARNING: This prologue contains implied/shown violent acts on a minor.
"Mom," a boy about 12 years old called into his house. "Do you know what happened to Liya and Dani?"
"Weren't they playing kickball with all of you boys Andrew?" his mother, Alice, questioned.
"Liya was, but she went back to the walker's all angry because Dani never showed up," Andrew explained. "I thought maybe they'd come in to talk with you or something."
"I haven't seen them," Alice told her son. "Are you sure Liya said she was coming back?" Andrew nodded.
"She went off on one of her usual rants where we can all hardly understand her before marching down the street towards the house," he said. "When I asked her if she'd be back she said yeah. That was a half an hour ago."
"Well you keep on playing Drew," Alice reassured her son. "I'll take a walk down there to see what happened to them. I know you're pretty protective of them and I know from experience how irritable both Aaliyah and Danielle get when you boys cut them out of a game. Don't worry."
"Thanks Mom," Andrew smiled before running back outside with the rest of the children.
Alice furrowed her eyebrows as she went out her front porch and past all the boys. Living on base with her two sons, Andrew who was 12 and Joey who was 16, while her husband Joe was one of the last troops in Iraq, she knew how close the younger kids around the neighborhood were. And that even though Aaliyah and Danielle were the only girls their age in this section, they'd run around with the boys like it was nothing. It was not usual, especially during the summer before school starts, for them to want to be left out and hang in the house.
The two block walk to the Walker's house took about five minutes at a leisurely pace. Alice wasn't even beginning to expect what she found.
She thought living at Quantico was one of the safest places in the world. Surrounded by experienced Marines was always comforting and she didn't think anything could go wrong, not like what she was about to see.
Her first indication that something was wrong was the fact that the door was wide open. She knew Alex and Linda Walker never like it made the house dirty or something. Even in the heat of summer, like today, she'd leave it closed despite how stuffy it would get in the house.
"Alex! Linda!" Alice called into the front door. "Are you home? Your door is wide open!"
When she walked through the open door, the next thing she saw was the blood and her hand immediately flew to her mouth.
As she rounded the corner into the living room, she was afraid of what she'd find. On the couch sat three bodies, huddled together, drenched in blood. It stained their clothes, splattered on the carpet and the white walls. Their eyes, gazed sightlessly towards the door, staring straight at her.
About all Alice could do was let out a blood curling scream.
So… what do you think? Are you interested?
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