Gold and Grey

by It's Light Not Jogan

In other's eyes, it's just a boy faking his death. In Allie Secret's eyes, it's two men killing her brother. And he thought a rehearsal's night can't be exciting. IvyXAllie (my OCs) and some canon in later chapters. Rate might change.

Yeah, I'm new in all this TMI fiction. Got a problem?
And to my normal readers - Long time no post, eh?
Look, this is just the prologue, and most likely I'll be sending it to Beta as soon as I find my beloved one. It's also very short because my mind is blocked and I don't think a prologue should be too long. I promise next chapters would be longer.
Please, no bad reviews, I'm too sensitive. PM me if anything's wrong.

Happy reading!

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It had always been Allie's brother, Joyce. The eighteen-year-old Victoria's Secret Angel, lead singer of Gold and Grey, particularly perfect. Allie couldn't count how many times her Aunt Vic asked her to take care of herself, or to be as nice as her brother was. Or to dress up more like a woman. And so many other things. Allie was just sick of it.

And their mother wouldn't even see them.

Allie dragged Joyce behind her, on their way to Vic's place in Queens. Demyx called the rehearsal off because of something "private". Allie knew all he was doing was his girlfriend, since twelve-year-olds know so too. Joyce begun walking on his own when Allie stopped.

Two men, gray haired, were walking towards him with their guns. One of them, the younger one, whose eyes were so black they seemed to reflect the skies behind them, shouted something that sounded like "die, Downworlder" and pressed the trigger. The blond Angel fell down almost immediately. The blond girl was screaming.

And this was the beginning of Allie Secret's life.