John walked through the door. Surprised, that there was nothing there. Nothing, but ash. Which meant someone did his job for him. He decided to walk around the warehouse, and found nothing. Ash was the only thing there. Then John turned and seen a piece of purple cloth. It had blood on it. Once again John looked around the area. Nothing. So John left the warehouse. He heard a small cry. He walked towered the cry and found a girl. From the looks of the girl was a teenager.
"Hey, are you alright?" he asked in a soft voice.
She was crying on the floor.
"Go away!" she yelled
"Hey, calm down. I just want to help." he said, he kneeled down beside her. He recognized her shirt. It was the same material as the cloth he found. He found a part of her shirt was torn, with a deep cut on her side.
"Please don't kill me?" she cried, and pulled away from him. "I didn't mean to kill them. I just wanted to get away. He wouldn't let go. So I kicked him. Next thing I knew was he turned to ash. Then I just started pushing and they all died."
"It's ok. I'm not one of them. I promise. Look the sun is coming up. If I was one of them I would be ash." he said, genially moving a piece of hair.
She finally looked at him. Her green eyes seemed to want to brake his heart. He bent down and picked her up. She passed out before, he got her to his car. He put her in his back seat, and laid her down. He got in the driver seat and drove to her to his apartment. It was an hour drive, but it took longer, because John had to stop in the woods, by the warehouse. He looked around the wood and went back to the warehouse. There was nothing moving, the only thing around was some animals.
"She really did kill everyone." John said to himself.
He walked back to the car. The girl was still asleep. She look like if she was going to out for a while. John drove back. He got there in an hour and a half, due to traffic. He got to the apartment, and got her out of the car. Everyone that lived in his apartment building, were slayers. So it wasn't an odd site when John was carrying the young girl into the building.
"Hey John, found a survivor?" his friend Even said.
"Yeah, she killed them all. She put up a fight too. 'Cause, she has some cuts and bruises. She has a bad cut on her side, so I'm going to go clean her up. Push the button for me, please?" he said explaining to Evan.
"Is she gonna need stiches?" Evan asked in a very caring voice.
Evan pushed the button and John stepped into the elevator. He walked into it and waited.
"I don't know. If she does, I'll call Shane. I'm scared it might be to her rib bone man. I mean look at her." John's voice was full of worry.
"She's only like 16 or 17. By the way, call Jerrett. Cause Shane's gone, and the Jerrett's are the only ones covering for him right now." Evan warned John.
When it finally got to his floor, he was existed. He opened his door, and walked in, he took the young girl to his room. He laid her bed. He now had to wait to till she woke up to see if she was alright.
Hey everyone. This is my first story. So please R & R if its any good. Thank you for reading this.