Author's note: Welcome too LiFS! Which stands for: Life is Full of Strangers! I have one thing to amend before we begin though, I have added my fifteenth person! Allow me to show you too- Hal Greyson! His powers are Astral Projection/possession! With that out of the way, please enjoy the first ever chapter! Oh yeah! I forgot to mention, I will provide you a list of themes for each character, here they are:
Caroline Gray, description: Dragonnete - live in this city. Battle: Alice Mare Soundtrack "Murdered"
Shaun Morrow, Battle: Dirty Deeds Done Dirt Cheap
Robbie Burghley, description(?): Little monster-Royal Blood. Battle(?): I only lie when I love you- Royal Blood
Adelaide Drew: Rise up-Imagine Dragons
Landon Rivers: Rivers in the desert-Persona 5
Inori Merami: ONE OK ROCK – Kanzen Kankaku Dreamer
Mace Freeman: Phoenix-Fall Out Boy
Cathrine Lee: Blitzkrieg bop
Lillian Mikaelsson: Bad Girls- Mia
Johnny Winters: Two Door Cinema Club-What you want
Sarunas Tyler, description: Power to Progress. Battle: Extreme Music - Square Peg Round Hole
Kathrine Montgomery, description: She's so gone- Naomi Scott. Battle: We could be heroes- Alesso
Lloyd Wolfrik: Violet Hill-Coldplay
Andrea Williams, description: Make a Move- Icon for Hire. Battle: Indestructible -Disturbed
Hal Greyson: Prometheus Suite.
Feel free to use any of these for any character, depending on the situation of course! But you can listen to any song you think fits the scene while you read if you want, this is just a suggestion!
Disclaimer: I don't own Life is Strange, or any of the OCs except for my own. However I do own the plot of this story
Caroline Grey glanced around, terror in her eyes. Around her were the screams of people and the orange glow of fire. Behind her a tree snapped and she felt fire lick at her back. She quickly started too run, but was stopped by a figure coming out of the flames to her side. She turned, and fell back as twin red eyes flashed from the figure; they burned into her soul, like a demon's.
"Here, kitty, kitty." The figure whispered, now brandishing a knife. "Come out to play..." The smoke the figure seemed to be made from warped around it, now starting to come off it as little lines.
The knife was suddenly swept to the side as the figure looked up, finding her. The thing's bright red eyes flashed and suddenly Caroline couldn't move, it was like she was paralyzed. "Gotcha." It whispered, before rushing forward and slashing Caroline.
"WAH!" She cried, sitting straight up in her bed, accidentally knocking her cat, Rats as he was called, off.
She put her hand to her chest, where she felt the knife slice into her and found nothing, thankfully. She sighed and whispered. "What a terrible nightmare." Before swinging her legs off her bed and looking at the clock, which said that it was Six o'clock. Then she looked at her cat, and picked him up. "Sorry Rats, I had the worst dream, you understand, right?" She asked, to which he gave an upset, yet forgiving, mew.
"I knew you would, now lets get some breakfast!" She said, leaping up excitedly, once again knocking the grey furred cat off her. This time however, he landed on his feet.
Caroline then stood up and strolled over to the large mirror in her room. Her light auburn hair was messy and stuck almost straight up, she walked over and grabbed her comb, before combing it down into a semi-fixed position. She then decided to let nature take it's course and fix her hair normally, she then strolled over to her wardrobe and pulled out one of her many pre-planned outfits. It was a white T-shirt with and a dark blue overall skirt with a floral design on it, followed by her bra and underwear.
She quickly changed into the outfit and set the sleeping T-shirt and short shorts into the basket for her maid to come get later. Oh, did I forget to mention? Her family was loaded, her mother is a famous fashionista and her father is a well-known historian. But it was due to their occupations that they couldn't come home to their daughter often, so in an attempt to give her a real friend (not counting the servants that, aside from the chef, only came once a week anyway) they got her a cat; Rats.
Then she strolled downstairs and into the dining room, where the chef had already prepared a standard American breakfast, which consisted of bacon, eggs, and hash browns. There was just one difference between her meal and the usual American breakfasts, she had a cup of tea, one of her personal favorite things. Her cat had already made it downstairs and was eating the gourmet cat food that was laid out of him.
She strolled over to the table and sat down before digging in too her plate. She needed too hurry if she wanted to get to school in time! The newly built Arcadia Academy was very clear when it came to her schedule. She had to be on time, as she recalled it was a carry-over rule from the original school that was there before the storm ten years ago, what was it's name again? Blackwell? Sounds about right.
Oh well, her first class wasn't until seven-thirty, and it was only six-twenty-eight. She had tons of time!
Roughly an hour later
Shaun Morrow laid some money on the table and stood up, thoroughly satisfied with his time. He'd came into the bar about thirty minutes ago and enjoyed himself about two bottles of beer, not nearly enough to intoxicate him, and was now ready to head to work.
He strolled out of the dingy bar and over to his car; an old red flatbed truck. He pulled the doors open, sat down, and started it up. He roared out of the parking lot and headed toward his blacksmith forge on the other side of town, near the school. For the next few moments he simply drove, and everything was fine. In the next, his vision got blurry, just as it had a few days ago when he saw that Eagle, and he saw everything with a bright blue hue. "Aw no, not this again!" He shouted, angrily rubbing his eyes and accidentally swerving the truck.
But before he could hit anything, Shaun, thankfully, slammed hard on the brakes and came to a stop. He stopped rubbing his eyes and tried blinking the vision away, but quickly stopped. He had reached the school, and saw that something even more odd was happening. He saw all of the students there not as humans, but as blue outlines. There were dozens of them, these blue outlines. "What in the..?" He trailed off, at a loss for words. Suddenly he saw a person not as blue, but as gold! He then, almost instinctively, looked to his left, out towards a clearing of trees, and he saw an Eagle look back at him, the same one that he'd seen when he was hiking the other day! It flew off after a moment, and he was left dumbfounded. Now things were getting really strange!
He stepped out of the car and straightened his red leather jacket, bracing himself for the cold September air. He followed the golden person into the school quietly, using this new 'Eagle Vision' he decided to call it to follow without being seen.
The half-Aboriginal man followed her until she reached the end of the hall, where a fight was brewing between two people, one of which was shrouded in gold! Shaun made a note to come back, and pulled out his phone, which glowed a lighter shade of yellow. He quickly navigated to the recording menu and brought the phone up to record them both, he had, once again, an instinctive feeling that they were important somehow. Once he'd gotten a good enough glimpse at the two he turned and fled the school, not bothering to hide anymore.
He blinked away the Eagle Vision, and this time it left him without a fight. Strange, he'd have to test this new and weird ability, see if he could keep it from turning on when he's driving for example.
As he left, he got a strange feeling in his gut, one that told him that these two would soon be very important to him, he didn't know why though. And he received another feeling, one that told him that his Life was about to get a lot Stranger...
Oh well, for now he'd have to get to work, even potential Superhumans like him needed money, just look at Spider-Man!\
As he got into his car, he received an alert from the online News service that ran in Arcadia Neo. He quickly pulled it out and looked, what he saw did not put his stomach at ease.
BREAKING NEWS: Serial Killer in Arcadia Neo?! Twenty-two year old found dead in his home, both covered in his own blood!
He quickly skimmed through the article, and learned that, apparently, whoever had killed that guy did so in a way that was iconic to a killer that was carving her way through America. She went by many names apparently, the Blood Killer, The Vampyre, the Drainer, her real name was never found and the media and police forces had to improvise one to warn the populace.
Two nights ago
A young woman strolled up to the apartment of the nice man who paid for her coffee after an idiot waitress spilled it all over her. He'd been nice to her only because he wanted something from her, she could tell, and if he didn't he wouldn't have slipped her his number and address. Dumb thing to do really. This was his own fault.
She knocked on his door and waited patiently, he would come out for her soon enough. He opened the door with a smile and spoke. "Right to the point, huh? I like that." She could almost see the blood leaving his brain for...other areas. She was fairly cute so she couldn't blame the man for falling for her trap, to bad she was technically still underage, not that he cared.
She pulled the knife from it's hiding place in her back pocket and held it behind her, it was long and shiny; a butchers knife. She gave a smile as he stepped back to let her in. She stepped inside and shut the door with her foot, before falling on top of him, her knife flashing.
He thought that she was trying to be more animalistic and do it right on the floor, and didn't protest much. A poor decision on his part. He couldn't even scream before the knife entered his throat. She yanked the knife right out and watched him choke on his own blood, oh the glorious blood.
She licked her lips as he died, finding the blood far more attractive than the man, besides, even if she wasn't a killer, she enjoyed the company of women so much more than men. Her hands went down to the wound and rubbed blood all over her hands, she then wiped it on her face, specifically her lips, and clothes. She ran it through her already blood-colored hair. She smiled as the name "Vampyre" came to mind, she lived up to the name, but didn't like it as much as the one she gave herself.
She grabbed a smaller knife and began cutting the man's most vital veins open, allowing her to live up to the name "Drainer", she disliked that name, it was...Uninventive. She took her hands and smeared the blood everywhere in his house, such a process could take a while.. But she was fine with that.
She had all the time in the world
One night later...
His house was sufficiently covered in blood, and thankfully no-one had tried to come over or call, that would cause unnecessary complications.
She dipped a paint brush into one particular pool of blood and scrawled two words on the wall, enjoying how, when they dripped, they looked like something a monster would make.
THE
LIBERATOR
She smiled at the words, for they were true, that was who she was; The Liberator of souls from their bodies, the Liberator of people from their awful lives.
Her name was Andrea Williams, and she was The Liberator...
LIFE IS FULL OF STRANGERS
Episode One:
Heroes and Villains
Author's note: The song for episode one is Hero by Skillet. So, what do you think of chapter one? Tell me in the reviews below. Also, there are a few chapters per episodes, just want to put that out there so I can avoid confusion.