Chapter 1: The Boy in the Alley

The night was cold, leaves that had fallen on the ground moved along the ground. Cars whipped by and crushed some beneath their wheels.
The only available lights were the streetlights. Along the sidewalk, there was a small blue light moving back and forth. It went out as the cell phone was closed.

The girl walked along the sidewalk, it had been a long day at school and she wanted to get home to eat and sleep.
"Why does it have to be so cold? I shouldn't have worn a skirt today"
She walked passed a few stores on her way to her apartment; on the way was a bakery. She had been in there a few times over the years and she enjoyed the smell of freshly baked bread, but the smell was faint today.
She continued to walk when she passed by an alley. She nearly jumped out of her skin when she heard a crash and saw a cat rush out of the way.

She stopped and turned her head into the alley. She could hear noises coming from in there, it sounded like something was moving around. It sounded too big to be a cat. Gathering up her courage and decided to venture into the alley to see the cause of the noise.
Thoughts went through her head:
'What if it's not a cat? Should I turn back now? What if it's something really dangerous?'
She picked up a rusted piece of pole that seemed to have fallen from the stairs above, she held it in both and hands and continued to walk towards the noise.
She finally made it to the source of the noise. She was ready to turn towards it behind a pile of garbage; she raised the pole in one hand and took in a deep breath. She spun into the corner and stopped.
Lying in the alley was a boy, about her age. He had blond hair in a messed-up braid and was covered in cuts and bruises. The girl knelt down and took a closer look at him. He was breathing, but was unconscious. She turned him over and saw two wounds on his back; they were the ones that confused her most. She couldn't leave him there, so she helped him up and put his arm over her shoulder.
"I don't know if you can hear me, but I'll take you to my place"

She started to walk towards her place when she noticed the boys eyes barely open and looked a little green in the face. She set him down as he vomited at the side of the sidewalk. She felt his head,
"You've got a slight fever, but we're not that far now."
She helped him again and headed towards her home.