Well Dm, i've decided to start the fici promised you a Couple of months ago (boy Time's flies don't it)
Roll fic
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It was the night at a shadowy graveyard in the year, 1881. Two kids were ride their horses there and stopped, as they got off. The first kid has messy Black hair and blue eyes. The second kid Wore a red beret, glasses and had green eyes. The kids wore worn off clothes and they come to their cart and take off the cloak, showing an old trunk. They were about to get it until they hear howling in the middle of the night. Tucker felt scared as he looked back.
"Don't worry," Danny said to him, "It's just a pack of Wolf. Come on. We're almost rid of it."
Tucker nodded. He and Dannyy grab the trunk and they throw it at a hole they just dug up. Danny grabs a shovel as Tucker was about to get one. Suddenly, Tucker slips and falls into the hole where the trunk was. Tucker gasps as inside the trunk, the sound of drums were heard as they pound rhythmically.
"Danny, it's after me!" Tucker cried.
Danny comes to his friend and leans him a hand. "Grab on!"
Tucker grabs Danny's hand and he pulls him out of the hole. "Run! Run!" Tucker cried about to run.
Danny stops him. "No, Tucker," Danny said, "We have to finish this. Come on. Help me bury it." Dannyy takes his shovel and starts to bury the trunk.
Tucker looks at it worriedly. "What if someone digs it up?" he wondered.
Danny turns to him, with fear on his face, pausing for a moment. "May God have mercy on his soul," he spoke coldly.
At his words, lightning strikes and it starts raining. Still, Tucker and Danny finally buried the trunk and they left the graveyard with their horses. They pass a grave where lightning strike again showing the words: 'M Branford.' Although they left, the sound of drums was still heard inside.
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Sorry it's very short, but you got to remember I am working on two other stories at the moment.