~Protection and Escaping.~
~Summery.~
Violet has always been pushed away from the truth, hidden in a blanket of secrets and covered in the shame of darkness, she knows she's not human, because everyone she knows is mythical, vampires, werewolfs, fairies, wizards/warlocks, but her whole life, until Sebastian saved her, she was treated as an experiment, full body physicals once a week, never aloud to were thick clothes, never aloud to keep secrets, and basically was never aloud to live her life, but what happenes when she see's a glimpse of her past, and maybe even her future?
~Characters Features.~
Violet:
1) 5'3
2) brownish/redish hair/long
3) pale skin
4) a few of freckles across her nose and clean skin.
5) One dark green eye/ One light blue eye.
~Chapter One: The Day There Worlds Collided.~
"Take your clothes off please mam', we need to check you-" Violet threw the chair and yelled,
"Fuck you, phyco bitch!" The doctor opened the door and Violet voomed past, gaurds chased her all the way threw the building, even in her translusent night gown, she ran, faster than any normal fifteen year old girl ever could.
As she ran past all the doctors rooms, offices, dorms, surgery prep rooms, the dreaded waiting room, where parents think they will see there kids again only to find out they dies before they could be saved, she ran past Jake's room, the boy that kissed her two years ago, has done everything for her, she was almost certain they were in love when the doctors found out they were going to have sex, for the first time, they took him away from her, and hasn't seen him weeks.
As she ran, she reached the front door and shot off, she was surprised she actually got past the lobby, David is a dick and will literally chuck a fucking computer at your head if you walk to fast while he's looking.
When I looked back at the hospital, all I could see was the bright red words at the top of the building, 'Baccerian Hospital; Health at it's finest.', bullshit, anything in this damn town, (Baccerian is the town, How to pronounce~*Back-er-in* Yes it's made up.) is bullshit, worthless.
I ran forever before I realized no one had been following me for an hour, as I looked around, I was on an old road and alone, Great, I looked down to realize I have a four inch cut down my leg and it was bleeding quickly.
"What are you doing? It's raining and I can see strait through your gown, you have a nice B cup." Instantly, I covered my chest and spun around, I turned to see a young teen aged boy, eighteen at most, chuckling at me, he had paper strait, white-blond hair, and black, mischeiving eyes, eyes that say, 'I will kill without a second thought, And I kill for fun already'.
"Who are you?" I asked, I just realized I was freezing and it was sprinkling, that's why he could see through my gown.
"Sebastian, The teen aged runaway killer, I killed nine people and you escaped a hospital, hoping for refuge and a place where the neighbors won't report you."
"How-How? How did you know I ran?" He smirked and walked up to her.
"I guessed." She realized he was a foot taller than her and larger than her by alot, but the docters did say she was the size of a 10-11 year old girl.
"What's your name?" she shook her head and sighed.
"Violet, The science project." He smirked and said,
"If I promise I won't kill you, will you escape with me? I need a partner, and you need clothes, food, and shelter."
"I don't trust you, but I need clothes and a big band-aid." He smiled, a small smile, but a smile, and nodded his head lightly.
"Deal."
