Author's Note: Whoa, two reviews on my first day. Not half bad. Thanks you guys. It made me feel all warm n fuzzy. Okay, this one's for Will. This is probably the most in depth chapter for him. Sorry, but, as much as I like him so much better than Helen, I found her story easier to write, and see him as a minor char. :/ So, Will still gets his spotlight, but Helen will probably attract more attention.
I promise you, the Nightmaren come up in the next chap. I promise you.
Okay, nuff rambling done. To the fic.
Chapter 2: William Taylor
In the same small town of Bellbridge lived a twelve year old boy by the name of William Taylor. He had lived there most of his life, and had many loyal friends. His mother had passed away when he was very young, so he was often very protective and possessive of his dad.
His father always had taken him to the park to practice football (soccer). Will had become a champion at the game and had recently joined a team.
Soon after Will joined however, his father was offered a job where he had to fly around the world for long periods of time, being forced to leave Will alone. Will feared that one day, his father would leave, and never come back. Will tried to block these ideas out of his head during practices, and remembered that he should enjoy the time with his father.
The only thing he had to fear now was ridicule. His first team game was being held soon, and he worried that he would lose the game and the others would laugh and taunt him. Without his father there, he was sure he would lose.
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On one sunny afternoon, Will's father had brought Will to the park to practice once again. Will panted as he dribbled the ball from left to right, swaying in and out of the cones placed as barriers. In one graceful move, he kicked the ball hard, slamming it into the goal, just barely escaping his father who acted as goalie.
With an encouraging smile, Mr. Taylor picked up the ball and threw it back to Will, who caught it with ease on his shoulder and started dribbling the ball on his knees and trapping it, gracefully, under his foot, in a show of triumph. A blue-ish cat perched on top of the goal, staring blankly at Will with deep red eyes. Will did not notice this show, however, and smiled up at his dad, only to be in for a surprise.
The entire setting around him had changed. Instead of a sunny park's football field in front of him, there was an open, paved, landscape. The air was foggy and grey. Everything around him was grey. Will looked at his father to see him dressed in a business suit and getting in his car.
"Dad?" Will ran over to his father, turning him around to face him. His father merely rubbed his son's head and got in the car. "Dad!" Will ran after it, just to see that he was already too late. His father was in a plane, leaving Will alone to himself.
Will was emotionally hurt. He looked at the ground sadly. He then noticed the scenery had changed once again. He was now surrounded by darkness, and a faint laughing from all around. At once, his entire team materialized around him, laughing and pointing, with their eyes glowing red. Will gasped.
All together, the team changed into demonic shadows, chasing Will's every movement. Will ran away from the creatures, scared of what might happen to him if he hadn't. He stumbled and tripped, but caught himself just before a pure white light shone through the darkness. The shadow-creatures cowardly stumbled back and retreated in response. Will picked himself up, and continued toward the light, thankful to it in every way.
A/N: Yes. I know, I barely described the chase scene. That happens a lot with Will for some reason. :/ So, Review and I promise the next one is nice and long.
