The wind was howling through the house in the dark of night. The moon lit a little tiny light down the hallways of the house. All the shadows of the trees made freaky looking pictures in Helen's mind. She was very scared being up in the middle of the night with this feeling of aloneness.

It reminded her of how her mom died when she was 6. It was similar to this night. She was 6 years old, an innocent little girl who just adored her mom and her friends. It was the middle of the night when she woke up after hearing this loud noise and hearing a scream.

She wandered down the barely lit hallway with the wind howling thus making her very afraid. She went into her mom's room to be safe and saw her mom lying motionless on the floor. "Mommy?" She cried thinking she was just asleep. She neared closer then sat down next to her. Noticing something wet on her arms and feet she looked down at the floor and there was a whole pool of it.

She turned on the lamp discovering its true color...............red. "Blood?" She looked at her mother. Tears started filling her eyes. She cried and cried while vigoriously shaking her mother's body hoping that she might wake up. She screamed and wailed "Mommy!" "No, don't leave me!" She wept and wept all that night and wanted to die.

The murder case made headlines and poor little Helen was shipped off to an Orphanage and got tossed back and forth amongst foster families for years to come................

It was a very bad memory for her, she got traumatized by that day. She continued down the hallway and found her stuffed bunny rabbit on the floor in the middle of the hallway. "That's weird."

She continued through the house, still nothing. "Where is everyone?"

She made it to the kitchen and then just stood there thinking. The kitchen was the darkest room in the house. Just then she saw a moving shadow run around. She heard a huge racket and made a startled cry.

Then right before her eyes was a demon! She screamed bloody murder and ran back to her room and slammed the door shut. She locked it up but she didn't think it would work.

She grabbed her cell-phone and some money a coat and her backpack and climbed out of her window. She dialed Derek's number on her cell-phone. It kept ringing and ringing then he finally picked up.

In a tired voice, "Hello?"

"Hey Derek, it's me."

His voice suddenly got happier. "Hey, honey." "What's up?" "Actually, what's wrong?"

"I don't know what the hell is going on!" "My house is haunted!" "My foster parents have disappeared and oh shit!"

"What's oh shit?"

"Maybe the same thing happened to them as my real parents?" "Oh, well." "Can I please stay with you?"

"Yeah sure come on over."

Dial tone to follow.

A 15 minute walk to Derek's house and she finds the front door to be locked. "Ah shit!"

She throws her arms down in frustration and walks over to the back door.

A cold feeling comes over her body. A hand is put over her mouth as she is snatched up by a mysterious person.

She tries to get out of the grip but can't. She is dragged into an alley-way and the hand is released from her mouth and she is held by none-other than........."Seamus O' Grady?"

"Shhh shhh, be quiet or he'll hear you."

"What do you mean?"

"An assassin is out to kill you."

Her face turns pale. "W-w-what do you mean assassin?"

"Well its a long story." "We think it may be the same person who killed your mother."

(A/N: I think I'm gonna leave it hear till the next chapter, R and R! It's what keeps me goin)