Hi! This is my first fanfiction, so bear with me. I might not really upload every day, or I might skip a bit. Sorry. Oh, and this might not make sense. :D
It all started when I was walking down the street.
I was simply walking home, back from my day of school. Like usual, I crossed by the dark alley between the school and the new book store. Then I felt a cold hand grab me. It pulled me in.
I screamed as I felt sharp pains enter my neck. That was all I could remember. Angry red eyes, wishing for my death. I heard a person walk by.
"HEY!" They shouted.
But before I could do anything else, I blacked out.
I abruptly stirred. I gasped for air, but the action felt wrong, like it was only for convenience. Then I remembered.
I'm alive….I'm alive…..
I turned toward the nearest puddle, for I found myself in a dark alleyway. I immediately felt a wave of relief.
So I wasn't the pile of ashes I had felt like.
But then it hit me.
My eyes.
My eyes were a crimson red, like nothing I had ever seen before. I was so absorbed with my eyes, I didn't even notice that my usual strange-looking teeth were now perfectly straight and beautiful, like all of my other features. All of my pimples seemed to disappear. My normally-tanned skin was now a chalky white pale.
Who was I?
I stood up, and although I had expected to wobble a bit, I stood with ease. I decided to walk to a rail, just for support if it was needed. My stride was much more graceful than I had remembered. I gripped the rail as hard as I could, but instead of holding it, I snapped it in two in one swift movement. I was bewildered.
I took another look at myself in another puddle. Then I bolted, full speed, into the bleak midnight.
Please review! I need tons of help with my writing ability.