Chapter 1.

Author: Hi guys and girls welcome back to the craziness known as Samuel son of a witch. I own nothing but Samuel his type of infected will be called Deathbringer.

Samuel's pov.

I glared at the building where the smoker took Lizzy to do god knows what with her. My claws began to grow as did my anger within five seconds I was already seventy five percent up the building. I heard Lizzy scream that only made me go faster. When I reached the top of the building I saw the smoker with his tongue around Lizzy my rage finally broke and I screamed " LET HER GO!" As I charged the bastard.

The smoker turned to look at me only to received ten claws to the face effectively killing him. I collapsed gasping for air as Lizzy rushed over to me.

"Sam are you alright?" She asked as my aura and my claws disappeared.

"Yes Lizzy I'm Fan fucking tastic." I replied rolling my eyes. Lizzy gasped at my choice words but come on I just clawed my way up a fifteen story building.

"You know my mother would love you." I said quietly to Lizzy. She giggled lightly.

"So Samuel I was thinking of rewarding my hero, do you know what he wants?" She asked playfully.

"Hmm I think he wants a sandwich but he'll settle for a kiss instead." I replied as she leaned closer to me.

Our lips met and it was like nothing I ever experienced before, there were electric shocks and a warm softness. The contact broke after ten seconds we were both panting from lack of breath. "You know if you kiss like that every time you'll have a hard time getting rid of me." I joked.

"And who said I wanted to get rid of this amazingly handsome boy that could rip through a tank just to save me?" She asked rhetorically.

Being a smartass I decided to reply. " Hmm how about the rest of humanity who think I'm just a mindless monster."

For being such a smartass I received a mock punch to the shoulder.

Two hours later...

We found ourselves lost in the city with the commons circling around us, unsure of what to do with the human that was traveling with the strongest of their kind. One of them decided to lunge at Lizzy only to receive five nine inch claws straight through its skull. The others began to scatter leaving only Lizzy, a witch and I.

The witch looked a lot like my mother, the same hair, the same ever fluctuating eyes that were fluttering between blue and pink and a tattoo that seemed to be the other half of my mother's. A blue police box with the words wibbly wobbly under it.

Lizzy hid behind me hoping not to incur the wrath of the witch. Growling I spoke. "Who are you?"

The witch responded with a smile.

"Don't you remember me, I'm your aunt Samantha." She said as a little human boy peaked out from behind her leg.

Lizzy gasped at the sight of the boy and called out the name " Erin!?" with surprise.

I looked between Lizzy, Samantha, and Erin. Finally my brain had enough and I shouted. " What the bloody hell is going on!"

Lizzy ran over to the witch and Erin as I was having my mental breakdown from all of the stress I was put in today.

"Sissy, I missed you." Erin said as he ran out from behind Samantha and hugged Lizzy.

This caused me to walk over to a corner and sit down curling up into a ball and began to slowly rock back and forth as my brain tried to repair itself.

"Is he okay?" asked Samantha.

"I don't know, but I think the stress from the day finally caught up with him when he saw you." Lizzy answered as I went to a special place in my mind where nobody could hurt me. ( Elite's universe.)

Author notes

Author: What did I just write?

Samuel: I don't know but it's about accurate. I remember that day clearly. * Shudders at the memory.*

Author: Well that's all for now folks. If you have any ideas to help me on my writing and stories please do review with your ideas. DarkMoon Out.