-Since I don't live in Chicago, the sites/places are all made up-
Friday Afternoon
Humming softly to herself as usual she finished re-pricing the clearance rack. She would get her paycheck today, and she was really in a shopping mood. The manager Kate came up from behind her. "Charli Twan! I want you outta this bookstore alright! Go take an early day off, my treat, and enjoy yourself. I'm sure there's things in Chicago you'd like to go to or see!" Kate scolded her gently before handing her the paycheck." Smiling, she gathered her things and with a final wave, walked out into the beautiful sunny day. Metropolitan Mall here I come!
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The girl was walking towards the sub-way. "Where the hell is she going?" he muttered to himself. Following closely behind her, he ducked into the same train she got on. Managing to keep her in sight at the same time hidden was proving to be hard in the open daylight, but he managed fine. She was reading the newspaper, her legs crossed, hair pulled up in a ponytail, chewing and popping her gum constantly. He remembered how she looked that night. He curves, her. Scowling he stopped the image at once. Why the hell are you following her? Stopping him momentarily in thought. Why was he? She had gotten up and was making her way out the door. Cursing to himself he ran out behind her, but by now she was lost in the crowd. Pushing and shoving his way through, he made his way slowly towards the subway exit. Damnit! No sign of her anywhere. Even with his super eyesight he couldn't find her. Scowling once more, he turned and headed back to the trains. Oh well I'll see her next time!
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The train was really full, not surprising since it was Friday. The ride was short, and when she got off, the mill of people everywhere trapped her. Shorter than most people she easily navigated her way through, and was out of there in no time. Hmm, maybe I'll get a new outfit for tomorrow night! Yah, a nice one. Maybe a skirt, it's been a long time since you bought anything for yourself, so today we'll get a couple of new outfits, she thought to herself.
4 HOURS LATER
She trudged up the 3 flights of stairs to her apartment carrying what looked like the whole store. Once inside she excitedly tried each and every one of them on. She ended up purchasing more than she wanted too, but it was worth it. On her bed were 3 skirts, 5 pairs of jeans, 2 blue, 2 black, and 1 white, and about 12 shirts and sweaters all together. She was about to try on another shirt when a shiver ran down her spine. Looking around her apartment she noticed the curtains near her bed was slightly open. Feeling suddenly unconscious she hugged her shirt near her chest and yanked them close. Somehow that feeling of being watched never left her. She didn't feel like trying on any more clothes though. Glancing at her clock she decided to go to bed a little bit earlier. Anyway she was tired still. Her mind was always pounding ever since Wednesday. There was something on the tip of it, but every time she dug into it, it disappeared. Gathering the clothes and dumping then on the chair, she dressed into her pajamas. Closing her light she snuggled in the bed drawing the comforter over her head and curling into a ball. Her favorite position of all and soon was sound asleep.
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He had been waiting for about an hour when he saw her making her way to the apartment. She must have has some afternoon. She was carrying bags and bags of what looked like new clothes. He crouched closer to the edge of the roof on the building across hers and waited. She entered her apartment and thanks to the slightly opened curtain and his super vision, he watched her every movement. Hungrily he licked his lips. She was suddenly taking off her shirt and jeans and trying on some other clothes. Mesmerized he watched, fascinated by her body, and figure. He silently thanked his abilities, and stared. The show however ended too soon for him. She was changing her shirts when she turned towards him. She would've seen him too except he blended perfectly with the dark. She closed the blinds, and soon the lights closed as well. His body was tense, his breathing was shaky. After some time he remembered the deal and the girls. Sighing he got up and headed towards the warehouse, his thoughts however were still on the girl.
---REFLECTIONS---
Snarling loudly as he limped through the alleys, he cursed himself for being so stupid! How could he have fallen for it!! One of the warewolves on his trail lunged at him, but being more experience, he easily dodged the hit and struck him under the jaw. His other pursuer growled before he sent him a powerful mind blow. He winced at the slight pain; his injured arm was not helping him at all. Gathering his power he threw it at the attacker. He stumbled and lay motionless on the ground. Running faster the pain ceased. All that mattered to him was to loose the other 3 behind him and get revenge on Jonah. He recalled the events.
He had arrived promptly at 8, exactly an hour late, after finally coming to the conclusion that holding power in the branch of the Night World society in Chicago would help him regain his mind. Pausing at the door, he sensed something, not quit sure what it was he opened the door and found himself staring at blood and bodies everywhere. People were running and screaming, in the center of it all was Jonah laughing at a pleading Kramar. He watched in horror as Jonah drew the stake upon his chest. The next few moments happened in a blur. He remembered his rage, Jonah's pleasure at seeing it again. Then he barked at his men to attack. They circled him. Fighting with all his strength he managed to kill a few, but Jonah had ordered more men to attack him. A warewolf had dug a wooden knife in his arm from behind. That when his instincts told him to run.
Pausing briefly he listened to the footsteps. There were still hard on his trail, although their pace was slowing down. He ran faster hoping to loose then, to gain another day for Jonah's death. His mind was in jumbles and he only saw blurs of shapes and colors as he traveled away from the dangerous neighborhood where any of Jonah's man could be hiding in.
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The dinner was silent as usual except for her sister's enthusiastic attitude. One handedly she kept the conversations flowing the entire time. Her husband Jon never really talked directly to her. He never looked directly at her either. She couldn't figure it out since she had done nothing to offend him. Millie and James were adorably as always and were delighted with the presents she brought them. She noticed however the Jon had frowned at them. She was used to this, this was nothing new, yet she yearned for the pain to disappear. Around 8:40 she excused herself, claiming she needed her rest for tomorrows work. Mary had insisted the Jon take her home, but she refused firmly deciding she'd rather walk to the station than go through the ride with Jon.
Halfway to the station she paused in front of a newly built apartment and looked up at the stars. Sighing at the beauty she searched out for the Big Dipper. She was fascinated by the sky, the stars, and the peacefulness they encouraged. She didn't know what hit her then: she just fell to the darkness that surrounded her.
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He ran fiercely away from the scene, yet didn't see the object that loomed in front of him until he crashed into it. He halted and looked down at the figure on the pavement that he had sent flying. Shock registered on his face as he recognized her. Without a second thought he cursed mentally to himself, then scooped her up and ran.
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- - So wut do you think? I need some opinions here please and would appreciate it very much! - - - -
Friday Afternoon
Humming softly to herself as usual she finished re-pricing the clearance rack. She would get her paycheck today, and she was really in a shopping mood. The manager Kate came up from behind her. "Charli Twan! I want you outta this bookstore alright! Go take an early day off, my treat, and enjoy yourself. I'm sure there's things in Chicago you'd like to go to or see!" Kate scolded her gently before handing her the paycheck." Smiling, she gathered her things and with a final wave, walked out into the beautiful sunny day. Metropolitan Mall here I come!
***************
The girl was walking towards the sub-way. "Where the hell is she going?" he muttered to himself. Following closely behind her, he ducked into the same train she got on. Managing to keep her in sight at the same time hidden was proving to be hard in the open daylight, but he managed fine. She was reading the newspaper, her legs crossed, hair pulled up in a ponytail, chewing and popping her gum constantly. He remembered how she looked that night. He curves, her. Scowling he stopped the image at once. Why the hell are you following her? Stopping him momentarily in thought. Why was he? She had gotten up and was making her way out the door. Cursing to himself he ran out behind her, but by now she was lost in the crowd. Pushing and shoving his way through, he made his way slowly towards the subway exit. Damnit! No sign of her anywhere. Even with his super eyesight he couldn't find her. Scowling once more, he turned and headed back to the trains. Oh well I'll see her next time!
***************
The train was really full, not surprising since it was Friday. The ride was short, and when she got off, the mill of people everywhere trapped her. Shorter than most people she easily navigated her way through, and was out of there in no time. Hmm, maybe I'll get a new outfit for tomorrow night! Yah, a nice one. Maybe a skirt, it's been a long time since you bought anything for yourself, so today we'll get a couple of new outfits, she thought to herself.
4 HOURS LATER
She trudged up the 3 flights of stairs to her apartment carrying what looked like the whole store. Once inside she excitedly tried each and every one of them on. She ended up purchasing more than she wanted too, but it was worth it. On her bed were 3 skirts, 5 pairs of jeans, 2 blue, 2 black, and 1 white, and about 12 shirts and sweaters all together. She was about to try on another shirt when a shiver ran down her spine. Looking around her apartment she noticed the curtains near her bed was slightly open. Feeling suddenly unconscious she hugged her shirt near her chest and yanked them close. Somehow that feeling of being watched never left her. She didn't feel like trying on any more clothes though. Glancing at her clock she decided to go to bed a little bit earlier. Anyway she was tired still. Her mind was always pounding ever since Wednesday. There was something on the tip of it, but every time she dug into it, it disappeared. Gathering the clothes and dumping then on the chair, she dressed into her pajamas. Closing her light she snuggled in the bed drawing the comforter over her head and curling into a ball. Her favorite position of all and soon was sound asleep.
***************
He had been waiting for about an hour when he saw her making her way to the apartment. She must have has some afternoon. She was carrying bags and bags of what looked like new clothes. He crouched closer to the edge of the roof on the building across hers and waited. She entered her apartment and thanks to the slightly opened curtain and his super vision, he watched her every movement. Hungrily he licked his lips. She was suddenly taking off her shirt and jeans and trying on some other clothes. Mesmerized he watched, fascinated by her body, and figure. He silently thanked his abilities, and stared. The show however ended too soon for him. She was changing her shirts when she turned towards him. She would've seen him too except he blended perfectly with the dark. She closed the blinds, and soon the lights closed as well. His body was tense, his breathing was shaky. After some time he remembered the deal and the girls. Sighing he got up and headed towards the warehouse, his thoughts however were still on the girl.
---REFLECTIONS---
Snarling loudly as he limped through the alleys, he cursed himself for being so stupid! How could he have fallen for it!! One of the warewolves on his trail lunged at him, but being more experience, he easily dodged the hit and struck him under the jaw. His other pursuer growled before he sent him a powerful mind blow. He winced at the slight pain; his injured arm was not helping him at all. Gathering his power he threw it at the attacker. He stumbled and lay motionless on the ground. Running faster the pain ceased. All that mattered to him was to loose the other 3 behind him and get revenge on Jonah. He recalled the events.
He had arrived promptly at 8, exactly an hour late, after finally coming to the conclusion that holding power in the branch of the Night World society in Chicago would help him regain his mind. Pausing at the door, he sensed something, not quit sure what it was he opened the door and found himself staring at blood and bodies everywhere. People were running and screaming, in the center of it all was Jonah laughing at a pleading Kramar. He watched in horror as Jonah drew the stake upon his chest. The next few moments happened in a blur. He remembered his rage, Jonah's pleasure at seeing it again. Then he barked at his men to attack. They circled him. Fighting with all his strength he managed to kill a few, but Jonah had ordered more men to attack him. A warewolf had dug a wooden knife in his arm from behind. That when his instincts told him to run.
Pausing briefly he listened to the footsteps. There were still hard on his trail, although their pace was slowing down. He ran faster hoping to loose then, to gain another day for Jonah's death. His mind was in jumbles and he only saw blurs of shapes and colors as he traveled away from the dangerous neighborhood where any of Jonah's man could be hiding in.
***************
The dinner was silent as usual except for her sister's enthusiastic attitude. One handedly she kept the conversations flowing the entire time. Her husband Jon never really talked directly to her. He never looked directly at her either. She couldn't figure it out since she had done nothing to offend him. Millie and James were adorably as always and were delighted with the presents she brought them. She noticed however the Jon had frowned at them. She was used to this, this was nothing new, yet she yearned for the pain to disappear. Around 8:40 she excused herself, claiming she needed her rest for tomorrows work. Mary had insisted the Jon take her home, but she refused firmly deciding she'd rather walk to the station than go through the ride with Jon.
Halfway to the station she paused in front of a newly built apartment and looked up at the stars. Sighing at the beauty she searched out for the Big Dipper. She was fascinated by the sky, the stars, and the peacefulness they encouraged. She didn't know what hit her then: she just fell to the darkness that surrounded her.
******************
He ran fiercely away from the scene, yet didn't see the object that loomed in front of him until he crashed into it. He halted and looked down at the figure on the pavement that he had sent flying. Shock registered on his face as he recognized her. Without a second thought he cursed mentally to himself, then scooped her up and ran.
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- - So wut do you think? I need some opinions here please and would appreciate it very much! - - - -