Hello there. This is my second Black Veil Brides story. This is something me and my friend came up with one night. We got their nicknames from the Set The World On Fire album.
Anyway, I've go on for long enough. Enjoy! ^.^

I was so fucked.
I was walking home as fast as I could. I had been on the night shift at work and the boss accidentally let me out late. He was fine. He had a car. He could get home quickly and be shut inside his house, safe and sound. I was on foot. I was an easy victim for the Black Veil Brides. I breathed swiftly and quietly, ignoring the loud clicks my heels made on the concrete pathway. I gripped my bag strap tightly, my knuckles going white. All the stories on the news of the people taken and killed by the Black Veil Brides were replaying in my head. It was almost as if they were taunting me. All those bodies found with the calling card. Or a possession of the people taken. None of them returned.
I sucked in a deep breath and kept walking. I was ignoring the nagging voice in mind.
You won't make it home. They'll find you. They'll take you. You'll never see your friends or family again. You won't make it out alive.
I was determined to get home. I wouldn't let myself get taken or killed. They wouldn't get me. I wasn't going to be killed. I wasn't going to be taken. I would make sure of it.
I am so good at jinxing myself.
When I turned the corner to go down the road to get to the cul-de-sac where my small house lay, I saw a group of five men standing on one side of the road that were dressed all in black with ebony hair. I stopped walking and felt the blood freeze into ice inside my veins.
The Black Veil Brides.
"Shit!" I muttered.
I gulped when one of them pointed to me. They were standing away from the street-light so I couldn't see what they looked like, but I could just imagine the evil grins they would have on their faces. I was standing in the moonlight, clearly visible, and they started walking towards me. Like a lion stalking its prey. They wouldn't have to try. They would idle along. They would take their time. Because in the end, they were going to kill me or kidnap me.
But fear drove me to flee anyway.
I dropped my bag and started running the opposite way. I heard the laughs and the whoops of glee as they started to chase me. They had a runner. They could hunt me nice and slow. They would enjoy this one. The heels were impractical for running, so I stopped for about two seconds and ripped them off my feet. I dropped them and continued running. I turned the corner…and froze.
One of them was standing in front of me.
The street-light illuminated his face and I was shocked to realise he was actually really good-looking. Aside from the fact he had scary looking war-paint all over him. I gulped and moved back a couple of steps. He matched them and grinned creepily at me.
"Sweetheart, that isn't gonna do any good. You're facing the Black Veil Brides. You can run but we'll find you."
He smiled.
"I'm the Mystic and I'm the one you shouldn't run away from."
I turned around and ran away from him, hearing his laughs the whole time. I ran all the way to the park and slipped through the gate. I stopped when I saw the figure leaning against the tree.
"Hello, love."
He stepped forward into the light and smiled at me. He was good-looking too and wasn't wearing a shirt. I stepped to the side and he moved to the opposite side, so it was if we were circling each other.
"I'm the Deviant and I'm the one you should never tease."
His eyes wandered over my body, from the tight fitting white blouse to the short black mini-skirt and black tights I wore for my waitressing job. He licked his lips. Oh, God, pervert much?
I turned away from him and started sprinting down the path leading to the soccer oval. As I was running across it, I glanced behind me to check if any of them were following me when I smacked into someone. They grabbed onto my arms and held me away from them by an inch or two. Another handsome man looked down at me, grinning widely.
I struggled against his grip but it only tightened.
"I'm the Destroyer and I'm the one you shouldn't fight."
He kissed my cheek and let me run past him. They were enjoying this. They liked toying with their prey. They were going to have so much fun when they finally caught me. I got to the other side of the oval and I vaulted over the fence. I ran towards the school and got to the edge of the property before another one jumped out in front of me. I skidded to a stop and they grabbed me around the ass. I yelped and he lifted me up, pressing me against the side of the building. He leant in and I could see his handsome face clearly.
"I'm the Mourner and I'm the one you have nightmares about."
I stared into his gorgeous brown eyes before I snapped out of it and smacked him across the face. I jumped down and darted away. I turned another corner and kept running. I sprinted past an alleyway and someone's hand reached out and grabbed my arm. I was dragged into the alley and pushed against the wall. I felt a hard male body press against mine and I whimpered. I couldn't see his face but I could tell he was tall. He bent down and I gasped. He was probably the best-looking out of them all. His eyes were a brilliant blue and his skin clear and white. He leant in close to my face and I gulped.
"I'm the Prophet and I'm the one you should be afraid of."
Then I felt a cloth get pressed over my mouth and nose and my world went black.

Sorry for the cliff-hanger. Chapter Two will be up soon. :D