Chapter 1:
Jacob and Maria Usher were standing next to the house. Jacob had blonde hair, blue eyes, was short for his age. He wore a leather jacket. Maria had brown hair, brown eyes, and wore a fur coat. They were both Caucasian. They had just recently been told that their cousin, Henry, had been murdered. He was skinned alive. Since the owner of the house was dead and Jacob had barely a house to go live in. He and his wife decided to move in. However, they didn't have the key! The movers, who did, said they were stuck in traffic, wouldn't get here until an hour later.
"Boy, this is nuts!" Jacob shouted. "I'm freezing…"
"Well, maybe we should just head back, Jacob, do it another day." Maria suggested. "Maybe a day with no traffic." Jacob looked at her.
"Yea, then the movers are gonna go into our bed and kill us in our sleep!" Jacob yelled. "You want that, Maria?"
"Honey, no. You see, you're probably freezing your damn balls off, I'm freezing my whole damn body off!" Then, right when she stopped, a big Semi-truck parked by.
"The movers are here…" Jacob said gloomily.
"…and how is that bad?" Maria asked.
"Well, I don't know." Jacob answered, "But these guys are tough." The back of the semi-truck opened, a man and a woman came out. They were somewhat muscular, both where blonde and had brown eyes, but had sad looks on their faces. They looked scary to Maria, who had never seen them before. However, Jacob had seen them in a meeting. The man and woman walked to the couple.
"Hi, I think you remember me. I'm Jacob Usher, from that toy company that wanted to change location." Jacob greeted the movers.
"Yes, we do, sorry that didn't turn out so well." The man said. Then he looked at Maria. "Hello, who is this lovely lady?" He charmed. Then he looked back to Jacob "By the way, my name's Graves. My sister here is Jamie."
"Nice to meet you." Jacob, Maria, and Jamie said at the same time.
"Yes, I guess it is nice." Jamie whispered, "Though I wish I could be a musician, but my husband needed help on his job, so I got this job. What is very nice is that we get separate pay. My pay pays more than any musician would dream."
"Interesting." Maria complemented, "I work in a thrift shop, which is because I LOVE to sew."
"Anyways, without all this chit-chat, where is the key, Graves?" Jacob demanded.
"He has it…" Graves pointed to the doorway where a tall, bald, African-American man stepped out. He was muscular, just like the others, but he was BUFF! He pulled out the key from his back pocket.
"DAMN!" Maria yelled softly. Jacob nudged her.
"This guy has the key, Maria. We can move our stuff in now…" Jacob told her. Nevertheless, she was not paying attention. She was staring at the man. "Hello, you are married!" Jacob shouted into Maria's ear. Maria than started shaking, as if she was out of a daze.
"Sorry about that." Maria apologized. Jacob went over to the door of the truck.
"How 'bout that key?" Jacob teased the man.
"First, I gotta tell ya my name, I am Haven." Haven said to Jacob, then Haven handed the key over to him.