Author's Note:
Haha, wow, I actually caved in and started writing again. That's a surprise.
Well I actually have a few stories I want to put up on this account and they all might run kind of slow. We'll have to see how it goes.
My apologies for any and all grammar and spelling errors. I miss things pretty easily.
Anyhow, lets get this show on the road! I'm back in the saddle again and kicking it off with Repo!
Rated: M for Gore and possible future chapters.
Prologue
My chest burned with every ragged heave.
It was desperate for more air, for just a little bit of rest, but I couldn't dare stop. Not with that monster so close behind me. I swear I could feel hot breath on the back of my neck as if he hovered just over my shoulder, watching me like a cat would it's pray, like I was a toy just wasting it's energy before the predator decided to pounce. Ben was tucked tightly to my chest as I ran, his tears soaking through my uniform. I had ditched those awful heels a block or so ago, they only slowed me down.
Rearing a corner, I nearly toppled over and lost Ben but my grip on him was so tight. I wouldn't let go. A screech ripped from my throat as the dark figure came out of nowhere in front of me, seemingly dropping right out of the sky. He towered over me, his cold and hungry eyes illuminated by that fucking mask he wore.
I wouldn't let him take him. Ben was all I had left.
With a pathetic whimper, I attempted to swallow back my fear, my throat already so dry that it made it difficult to speak. "Please, I know everyone begs you, but please- don't take him. You can tell Rotti that I don't need that damn job. I can make the money on my own. I can pay- okay?" I pleaded as I took a step back, ready to run for it for the second time that night.
My words fell unheard as he followed my footstep, not willing to let a woman and her little brother go.
"He's only ten! You can't do this!" I screamed as anger outmatched my fear. Ben's fingernails dug into my back and I could feel him violently shake in my arms.
RepoMen were heartless monsters wearing the skin of a human. No person would sink this low. No one would kill a child for their job.
Tears blurred my vision and I actually missed the hesitance, the pause in his movement. It only lasted a second before he charged, and I whipped around so we could start our chase once again. It didn't seem like he was up for following me around anymore, whatever fun he was having with me was done with as I felt a gloved hand grab a whole fist full of my hair. I was yanked back and Ben let out a wail, clutching every part of my uniform as I was pulled nearly off my feet. Before I even had the time to open my mouth, I felt my head bounce off the hard stone of a wall. There was a sick cracking sound inside my head and I fell.
For a moment I forgot where I was and why Ben was screaming.
My eyes refused to open as I attempted to push myself off the wet and filthy street. Something warm was causing my hair to become matted and wet as it continued down the back of my neck. I could hear Ben's high pitched voice as he screamed out my name, called for my help. I tried to get up, I really did, but it was like a force was keeping my body pressed down to the ground. I whispered his name, I don't know how many times, but it soon fell silent. Even the distant sounds of the city were put on mute and I felt my gut twist up with dread. A shadow loomed over me for a moment before stepping away, leaving me to fall unconscious as sound slowly came back.
Darkness ate up the world around me and I was alone to wonder why.
Why hadn't a single person come to help us?
Why hadn't the RepoMan, just this once, let one of his victims go with their life?
Why Ben?
I know I'm a little late to the party (by a couple of years) but if there are any Repo! fans still reading out there, let me know what you think. I already have the first two chapters written out, I just have to fiddle with them.
