Authors note: this story has been in my head for over a year, it's based in the fourth series but will obviously be different from Russell T. Davis ideas (I'm still pissed off with him).
She tip toed across the hall quietly, she can't be caught if she was it would mean detention for the next three weekends. Katie couldn't afford that, being one of the most popular girls in the Royal British boarding school meant you're always busy. Katie wished her best friend/roommate can see that. Marion Smith was the smartest girl in the country literally. She's been moved ahead to two years and now studying for her a-levels. Katie needed to get back in case Marion fell asleep at her desk again.
"Miss Anderson? You should be in your room" a voice said behind her. She turned to see the deputy head.
"I'm sorry sir" she said looking down at her feet.
"You will be teenagers should be disciplined, oh well. You'll make a delightful feast" the deputy head's voice went growly Katie stumbled as the teacher turned into a hairy beast.
She began to run. Stumbling on her high heels. The monster caught her and began to tear her apart. She screamed.
Marion Smith woke up with a start. Once again she had fallen asleep at her desk. She turned to look at Katie's side of the room was still empty. Marion's side of the room was cluttered with paper. Stuck on the wall, in piles on the floor and stacked on the desk.
Marion closed her eyes briefly; she's close, so close to discovering everything. Her mind was like a library, she doesn't know how or why, that's why she was doing this. So she could learn about how her brain worked.
"Katie? Why aren't you here? It's late." She whispered subconsciously touching the key she wore on a chain on her neck.
Short but it's only the prologue so to speak. Review, pretty please.