A/N: Here's the prologue, enjoy and please review. don't forget to vote.
Prologue:
Manny and Emma were lounging on the couch of the Nelson-Simpson living room watching whatever was on. "Hey Em, I'm going to go for a walk K? I'll be back in like an hour." said Manny as she stood up and put on her blue jacket that lay thrown on the table near the door.
Emma looked at Manny and replied, "Alright. Don't stay out to late, its supposed to get really cold later on tonight." Manny said, "I won't. One hour and you can come looking for me k?"
Emma looked at Manny seriously and said, "Don't like go to the ravine or anything. Remember, you promised not to lie to me and to straighten out your life okay?" Manny walked out the door and said before closing it, "Whatever, Em."
Outside…
Manny walked along the sidewalk, the cool night air hitting her like icicles. "Damn it!" she chided herself for not changing out of her thin layered pajama pants and sleeveless T-shirt. The jacket she had thrown on earlier was definitely not warm enough to stop the cold air from practically freezing her arms.
She neared the bus top on Degrassi Road and decided to turn around and walk back to her current place of residency. As she turned around, she heard a loud rustling in the bushes. She ignored it and continued her walk down the isolated sidewalk.
Instead of noisy bushes, the sound of heavy footsteps echoed Manny's feet pitter pattering along the cement. She, getting scared, began to walk faster- her breath becoming slightly uneven. Before she could round the corner to Emma's, a strong person grabbed her from behind and covered her mouth before she could scream for help.
The person drag her to the edge of the sidewalk and waited as a black van pulled up next them. He threw open the door quickly and got into the van pulling a frightened Manny along with him. As the van started pulling off, the person who had grabbed Manny covered her mouth with duck tape and wrapped rope around her ankles and wrist enabling her fight to defend herself.
Tears of fear and of pain from the tightness of the ropes spilled down her cheeks, painting them with wetness. As she drifted off into a deep sleep from the fumes the person had made her smell, she couldn't stop thinking the worse. The last thing she saw was the masked figure who sat in front of her, driving the hideous black van.
A/N: There was the prologue, chapter one coming right up.