Disclaimer: ach, I own nothing but me shirt, and even that I found in the
dumpster! In the grand tradition of miss Natalya stories, this is probably
a pretty mary-sueish piece that follows little to none of the established
canon. Thus, she is an A/U. read, enjoy, and prepare for the update.
::kiss::
-missnatalya
September 24th, 1997 Treadway Park, 1:10 am
Even though it was the dead of night the park was illuminated as though the sun shone overhead. It was still days before the full moon, but the light was sufficient for what needed to be done. Cloaked in the shade of a tall oak tree, a shadow moved.
Molly Anderson walked quickly down the path, glancing behind her and clutching her purse tighter to her body. Jumping at a sudden noise she moved quicker towards home, silently cursing her boyfriend Jeremiah for filling her head with thoughts of muggers and rapists.
"You shouldn't walk home from the Academy by yourself, Molls. It's dangerous in that park." He had said not two hours earlier, before heading off to work. She had shaken off his comment at the time. Molly was small, but she was quick, and felt capable of handling herself in dangerous situations. Besides that, she always seemed to know when danger was near. Jeremiah called it her "spidey sense".
At that moment, her sense was tingling.
Molly broke into a sprint, Adidas cross trainers pounding the sidewalk hard. Once she had traveled a fair distance she stopped, bending over to place her hands on her knees and catch her breath. A heavier, more bestial panting joined the sound of her arduous breathing. Molly only got a chance to squeak out a short, shrill scream before darkness overtook her.
-missnatalya
September 24th, 1997 Treadway Park, 1:10 am
Even though it was the dead of night the park was illuminated as though the sun shone overhead. It was still days before the full moon, but the light was sufficient for what needed to be done. Cloaked in the shade of a tall oak tree, a shadow moved.
Molly Anderson walked quickly down the path, glancing behind her and clutching her purse tighter to her body. Jumping at a sudden noise she moved quicker towards home, silently cursing her boyfriend Jeremiah for filling her head with thoughts of muggers and rapists.
"You shouldn't walk home from the Academy by yourself, Molls. It's dangerous in that park." He had said not two hours earlier, before heading off to work. She had shaken off his comment at the time. Molly was small, but she was quick, and felt capable of handling herself in dangerous situations. Besides that, she always seemed to know when danger was near. Jeremiah called it her "spidey sense".
At that moment, her sense was tingling.
Molly broke into a sprint, Adidas cross trainers pounding the sidewalk hard. Once she had traveled a fair distance she stopped, bending over to place her hands on her knees and catch her breath. A heavier, more bestial panting joined the sound of her arduous breathing. Molly only got a chance to squeak out a short, shrill scream before darkness overtook her.