Intro
My name: Jacob
Age: I am 21 years old
Appearance: I have soft golden hair and I am very skinny in weight but an average size in height. I have crystal blue eyes and my skin tone is a mix between pale white and a vanilla ice cream color. I'm a little muscular in the arms and legs.
Personality: a little shy, very kindhearted and lonely, need to be encouraged to have a little more confidence.
It was a very hot and sunny after noon I was at my house working on my neighbor Richard's car engine. It had blown out for the second time in a row and he was beginning to wonder why it kept breaking down.
Eventually I found out the problem, his engine was old. "Well uh Richard your engine is really old here" I said. He looked at me and said, "Well I never thought the day would come, guess it's time to get the old gal a new engine." He said with his southern accent.
I looked at Richard and he saw the sad look on my face. "Now son don't feel bad you did what you could it's not your fault she's an old gal so don't blame yourself." I looked up at him with a worried expression. "But what about you Richard it's going to cost you a lot of money to get a new engine." He just looked at me and smiled. "Now don't' worry about me Jacob you just worry about you."
Later that evening while I was at home watching television while eating dinner I was wondering why I had retired from being a mechanic especially since I'm only 21. Was it because I had found a different hobby which was building things or was it because I had enough money? I didn't know and probably never would.
Later that night while I was in bed a loud banging noise woke me I got out of bed and opened my bedroom door to see what it was. I saw a dark figure of a man quietly creeping around.
I couldn't tell who it was because it was too dark, but when I heard him ask "Where is he?" In a quiet but very familiar British voice that's when my heart began pound.
That was not just any person that was the demon bass player Murdoc Niccals himself! What was he doing in my house? He looked up and spotted me I ran as fast as I could until I reached the back door.
I opened the door and ran out With Murdoc chasing after me.
I ran until I reached my girlfriend Rachel's house.
When I did, I knocked her the door very hard and waited a minute then I heard foot steps coming to the door. suddenly the door opened and there was Rachel looking at me with her emerald green eyes. (droopy because I had woken her up)
"Jacob, what are you doing here it's late?" She asked.
"NO TIME TO TALK, CAN I COME IN?" I responded frantically. "Uh sure come on in" she gestured.
I ran inside and she shut the door and locked it. "Jacob what's going on?" she asked all confused.
"Okay your not going to believe this but Murdoc Niccals is after me" Rachel's eye's just shot wide open. "WHAT?" she asked in complete shock.
I began to tell her about what happened until suddenly the door was knocked down. And there stood Murdoc with a gun in his hands. "YOUR COMING WITH ME BOY!" He stated.
I looked at him angrily. "WHY WOULD I GO ANYWHERE WITH THE LIKES OF YOU?" He smirked and aimed his gun at me.
Suddenly Rachel stepped in front of me. "I won't let you hurt him!"
Murdoc just smirked.
"Ooh lookie here lover girl is going to try and save her boyfriend!"
Rachel got angry and charged directly at him.
"Ha! Big mistake!" Murdoc pulled the trigger.
BANG!
I heard the gun fire and saw Rachel fall to the floor. I stared in complete horror as I saw the blood come out from the side of her abdomen. "Rachel!" I screamed and ran over and knelt down next to her. She looked up at me with pain in her eye's "J-Jacob *coughs out blood while tears stream down her face* Th-thank you f-for everything I-I love y-you and a-always w-will" She coughed up more blood as she gasped her very last breath. She was dead.
Tears began to stream down my face "R-Rachel NOOO!"
I Looked up at Murdoc angrily and full of rage. "YOU'LL PAY FOR THIS!"
I charged at him but he caught me in a headlock with one of his arms. Suddenly he pulled a rag that had the strong smell of gas out his pocket with his other free hand and placed it over my mouth and nose.
"Sleep tight ya little twit."
My eyes grew heavy and then suddenly I was out.