Chapter 2

Several hours went by trying to get money, sadly I only got $13 from 3 different people, the day sure is not going the way I planed it too. The sun blazed down on my face, reaching to cover my eyes I saw a book. It had a pretty picture on the cover, grabbing the book and opening to the first page. "Where's the pictures?"

I flipped threw the rest of the book, no pictures and way to many words for me to understand. I closed that book and kept it, maybe one day I will be able to read it.

It was close to nightfall and the towns people were starting to leave and I stood and walked back home. I couldn't help but to let my mind wounder on the strange man that gave me the money. He seemed nice but also deadly. He was the only one that didn't hurt me, but he seemed like he shad power over the other two. He was very gorgeous.

The other two were also very gorgeous, but they all had pale skin and those violet eyes the three of them had looked fake. The men were also really cold even for me but it felt nice. I wounder if I will see them again.

I looked up at the apartment building and sighed, I really hated living here I always have to give Doug my hard earned cash just so I can live there and he can afford food. Like if it really mattered he gives most of it to the ones that give him the most money. The children sometimes go without so me and a few more people give them are food sometimes.

I grown unnatural thin from lack of food and my hair was always messy and dirty since there's no brush there. The brown hair of mine was a lot lighter then it was when I was 9. I had several cuts on my legs from running away and always tripping, they also grown worn out from all of that and lack of sleep. Everyday I somehow get dizzy and at certain occasions passed out, it was never easy being a runaway...then again life is never easy.

I walked into the building and was greeted but Doug, "Where's my money?" handing him the $13 I made he's face went into a frown. "What the hell is this! You expect to get fed with this!" He clutched the money in his hands, glaring at me.

"B-but I gave you 200 yesterday."

"That was barley enough to feed the children! Your not getting food nor are you sleeping inside today!" He growled at me.

"But it's raining-"

I got slapped in the face and it knocked me to the ground. "Get out! Don't come back till you make enough money." I ran outside in the rain and sighed, going into the alley.

Their were a few other runaways out here too, but they were deathly sick. Doug normally threw them out here if what they weren't going to make it. I sat in the rain beside them not caring if I caught what they had.

I closed my eyes and let the rain water hit my face imaging the energy of the water filling me, I normally used this technique to gain energy I use to use cyrokinesis, which is all I have left now.

My eyes opened as I heard a loud noise from above and looked up but saw nothing and closed my eyes again. I'm probably just being paranoid again. I wrapped my arms around the book and fell asleep.

Waking up as the moon was still up, I was under a warm, brown piece of cloth and there was a note on the book I had, picking it up and looking at it I tried to read it. "To-town sq-square...tour of Vol-terra ruins. Should I go? I need to make money and tourist normally have a lot of money."

I looked at the two other people in the alley that-oh my I think there dead. I walked over to one and tried waking them up, but nothing happened. Did they die of there illness? "What's this." I moved the hair of the middle aged women and saw teeth marks on her neck!

I fell backwards and cowered into the corner of the alley. What sicko would do this, to a sick person no-less. I ran back inside and to Doug who was still up counting his money. "Doug. Doug! The two sick people! They died! With teeth marks on there necks!"

He looked up at me as if I was crazy and stood up. "Ya right where are they." I ran outside back into the alley where my jar dropped. The bodies were gone. "See their not here they probably went to get food."

"But I saw them dead!" He shock his head and headed back inside. "I'm not crazy!" I said as load my voice could get. I then looked down at the piece of paper, maybe the killer left it here so I can fall for there trap or something? But they could have easily could have killed me or rape me. Hell an alley was never a safe spot but also a good hiding place.

But no matter how stupid it might seem. Even though it could be a trap. I feel like I have to go maybe, just maybe it'll give me answers. To what? I don't know exactly but I want to find out

A/N: Thank you to all the people that review the story, it was very encouraging to continue the story further.