I am for the first time actually getting a writing block or college is already screwing with my mind folks. Damn I should have not done so many courses. Aghh!!! Ready on and it. Plus…Reviews will be soooooooooo welcomed.
"Help!" a little girl shouted and not far away Sam Manson, singer/dancer/and everything else, rushed to the sound. She saw a group of men huddled around a little girl and on the floor a young man who was probable the brother.
"Leave them alone," Sam told them, her hands clenching into fist. "Leave them alone if you know what is good for you lot."
The thugs faced her, giving the little girl and the brother enough time to leave.
"Looks like are play mates are gone thanks to you," the leader of the thug said to Sam. He had a knife in one hand, his other buddies had bats. Sam couldn't help but keep calling herself stupid constantly.
"You just volunteered to be our new play mate love did you know that," the other guy said to her.
"Nope," Sam said back. "Well, have to go nice to see ya." With that Sam left running and ended up in an ally at a dead end. She heard the thugs, and when she turned around they were around her.
Sam clenched her hands, nails digging gin her palm. She couldn't let her secret out. One of the thugs grabbed her by the throat and pushed her into the brick hard wall, the wall hurt. Sam kept her mouth shut from the pain.
"Look, look what the cat brings in the ally," a voice said, dark and evil. The thugs faced to see glowing green eyes.
"We have to run," one of the guys with a bat said.
"Don't worry he can't hurt us. Let us finish what we came for and torture this person that took away our fun," the leader said as he only glanced and glowing eyes. "Phantom boy up there is bad as us. Why would he care?"
"Let me go," Sam said, as she started to struggle, and she felt the leader squeeze her throat slowly. She closed her eyes. She then felt the hand go away and she opened to see a boy with white hair in front of her. Protecting her.
"You don't want to do that," the white haired boy said, his hand glowing green. Sam watched as the two out of three thugs ran away leaving the leader alone. She felt the ghost boy push her closer to the wall, his body protecting her more. She smiled at that thought knowing she should be more scared.
"Why not? You kill also?" the thug said, his eyes mad. He slashed his knife at the ghost boy but soon Sam felt a warm wet sticky thing on her cheeks. She put her fingers to it and looked at it. It was blood. She looked down to see the thug dead. She became angry. She pushed the ghost boy far from her.
"Why did you have to kill him?!" Sam asked, angrily. The ghost boy eyes flared green and he walked toward Sam, his hand green still.
"He was about to kill you," the boy said. "But, now you are mine to kill. You and all those rich snobs that ruin lives, that make other suffer." Danny let his hand glow as he looked at the girl in front of him. She seemed to be his age.
"Kill me then! Come on do it!" Sam shouted. She didn't care but at the same time she was scared. It didn't matter, her father was dead. Danny put his hand close to her chest and Sam felt an odd sensation. She closed her eyes waiting for the death to come. Danny couldn't do it. He looked at the girl with her eyes closed and placed his hand down. He couldn't be so heartless including when this girl was innocent.
"Go!!!!" Danny shouted. Sam did, she didn't even hesitate. She stopped to look back to not see the ghost boy. Why did he save her? She never knew but she kept her hope for the world. Tomorrow her guardian Vlad Master would be taken her to the dance school so she could enter the theater, into opera. She heard rumors in the opera of a Phantom of the Opera. She sooo had a thing for bad boys inside even through her lost best friend Gregor was nice and kind. She wondered if she would see her best friend, ever again. But somewhere in her mind she wondered if she would ever see the ghost boy again too.
Next chapter coming up as fast as I can type. Should be completed by Halloween! Don't forget to do reviews.