A/N:This is a story that I wrote a long time ago in one of my many writing notebooks. This is the first chapter of it, sorry its so short. Send me a review and let me know what you think:)

Chapter 1- Body on the Beach

Under the bright early morning sun a couple walked hand in hand across the sand shore of Malibu Beach as they made their way to the shaded underside of the pier that connected to the beach. As they made their way under the pier the couple stopped as they felt the cool breeze sweep over them. The underside of the pier was a big difference to the hot rays of the sun. Wanting to spend as much time as possible in the shaded area before the tide washed up the two of them began looking around for things to collect.

As they searched the man noticed a ragged old blanket covering a large object, 'probably some homeless person trying to stay cool from the burning sun.' After watching the "sleeping homeless person" for a few minutes the man realized that the blanket never once moved, not even by the wind. Curiosity and fear converged on the man as he slowly made his way between the two extremely tall pylons where the unmoving blanket lay.

Hands quivering the man reached down and grabbed the edge of the blanket. The woman, curious as to what he was looking at, joined him. With one quick tug the man removed the blanket. There on the sand was a woman, skin pale with death, blood oozing from her slit throat and covering her shirt where even more stab wounds resided.

Not expecting to find a dead body the man quickly dropped the blanket and backed away with the woman beside him as she let loose a scream. Turning around the two of them ran back into the blazing sun in search of anyone they could find that could help.