A/N: Ok so here's chapter 3 there will be probably a lot of grammar errors
But hey I try and proof read and I can't catch them and I can't let anyone else do it because most of the people
I know who are smart enough to proof read it will Overanalyze it practically changing the whole chapter into what they think sounds right and that just screws it up because this is my story not there's….
Yes I know I'm bitter
Disclaimer: First chapter
Blood Filled Night
Chapter 3
Sam POV
I sighed as I Read the Grave stones, so these were the people who had died recently, turning to the human boy next to me I wondered if he was the only one left of this family, and why he was here wasting away his life.
Crying and yelling at a hunk of rock with writing on it…really that's all it is I thought as I stood up. The boy didn't even register my movement.
"You're Pathetic you know that right." I muttered darkly as I looked down at him. The words came from years of seeing people in this human's position. The boy seemed to stop breathing for a second. Looking up at me I noticed the anger in his eyes.
"You're calling me pathetic because my family and best friend died." The Boy Glared angrily as he yelled out.
"No." I stated simply shocking him for a moment. "I'm calling you Pathetic because you're wasting your life bawling in front of a hunk of Granite." I stated coldly.
The boy just stared at me for a moment before turning back to the grave running his Dirt encrusted fingers over the carved letters in the stone.
"Look I don't need your sympathy" I backed up at his words.
" well look Hu-" I stopped myself it became a nasty habit to talk about humans in a detached manor "well excuse me number one…That's not sympathy I'm giving you and number two you'll get no sympathy from me."
I walked past him to exit out of the other side of the grave yard. I could feel the boys gaze on my back. What the hell had prompted me to talk to him in the first place? He's just another pathetic human that gets all upset when someone kicks the bucket.
I walked silently through the forest. My small cottage coming to view in the distance coming to the door I pulled it open in my anger taking in the unchanged surroundings. I pulled a chair out from the table almost breaking it.
Sitting down I Placed my feet on the table in front of the wood stove contemplating the unknown anger coursing through my body
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Danny POV
What the fuck was wrong with that girl; I sat there confused, watching the Nameless girl walk away from me to the forest in the exact opposite direction of the town.
Wind started to blow around me, I shivered. So standing still staring at the Graves of my friend and family I made my way out of the grave yard and back onto the street.
As always at this time the streets were now empty but I hardly noticed. I don't consider myself a clueless person I normally know what's going on…at least in a sense.
So ok I can be a little clueless at times. So walking down the assumed empty streets I thought about the girl I had just met.
I guess I should have been paying more attention, I guess I should have been focusing on where I was walking.
Sure Amity Park is a little remote town but that doesn't mean we don't have our fair share of crimes and street thugs. So Yah I should have been paying more attention.
All of a sudden I get grabbed by my shoulders and pulled into a random ally just two houses down from my apartment.
I winced in pain as something came in contact with my head and I blanked out for a moment not before seeing one hideous face staring down at me.
I guess the words…"oh crap" ran through my head a couple times.
A/N: Cliffy?
Yes I have left you with a cliffy….Why? I don't know I just felt like it. Again sorry for any spelling and grammar errors, really I'm trying to fix it.
Reviews are welcome
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and yah i know it's short this is really just a side fic that i came up with while i was having writers block with my main ones. it dosn't mean that i don't love the plot i can't wait to see where i take this story because i don't know yet eaither i always come up with the start and the end of a Fic but how i get from start to end comes from at that moment ideas.