Under the Moonlight

by mpsullivan

Olivia Marx was a normal girl. Smart, beautiful, good with cameras. Until, she got into a accident and gotten by a large w there are mysterious muders of people in Mercy Falls. What is this creature? Is there any connection with Olivia and the creature? (Inspired by the deviantart story: Under the Moonlight (2009) by killerpen.)

4. Side Effects

So I published 2 days late. No big deal. Anyway, enjoy.

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Chapter 4

Side Effects

Grace's POV

I hope that Olive's ok. I heard she got into an accident. I heard she's getting out of the hospital today. I heard a door open and it was Olivia.

"Oh my god, Olivia," I said in shock.

But when I looked at her all of her wounds were healed. But there were two small holes on her right arm that recovering slowly.

"Oh, welcome back Ms. Marx. You're actually on time. We were just starting to do a test about William Shakespeare," the teacher said.

Olivia took her seat.

*time skip*

I was finished with my test. I was going to get up and give it to the teacher, but then I heard some strange scratching sounds. I turned around and two rows away from me was Olivia. I was shocked at Olivia nails. They were sharp and black. Olivia scratched louder and hard. After one last, loud scratch, the teacher, Mrs. Osada, got the attention of it. The teacher looked at a female, blond haired student.

"Alright, Jean. It's time for you to go to the principal's office," Mrs. Osada said.

"What? I didn't do anything," Jean said.

"Don't play games with me in the office you go," Ms. Osada said.

"I didn't do anything, I swear to god," Jean said.

"Just go," Mrs. Osada said.

Jean soon left the classroom. Then, the bell rang.

"All right class, have a good weekend. Remember in Social Studies we're studying Napoleon,"

*time skip*

I walked out of the classroom with my other best friend, Rachel.

"Grace, I forgot to ask, how was your date?" Rachel asked me.

"It went really well," I replied.

"Good. You know how boys are when they…" Rachel began to say.

I then looked at Olivia. She was standing by her locking. I looked in her eyes. I was shocked to realized that they were bright yellow.

"Grace? What's wrong?" Rachel asked.

"I really can't talk right now. I'll catch you later," Rachel said.

"Ok," Rachel said.

I walked into Olivia's locker. When I got there, Olivia wasn't there.

"What happened to you, Olivia?" I asked myself.

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So what happened to Olivia? Find out in the next chapter.

In tribute to

David Carradine

(December 8, 1936-June 3, 2009)