Chapter – 2

Sorry for the long wait I know how annoying that can be but I lost all my stories and had to rewrite everything. I'll try to update more often but its kind of hard, my life is so busy! Anyways guys I tried my best to rewrite it as good as before but I'm NOT a 100% happy with it.

And here is a shout out to MariskaSVU4life, NickandLiv&Guest who commented, thanks guys! I appreciate it and I hope you like this chapter (Even though it could have been better).

Disclaimer: I don't own shit! I wish I did though

P.S I don't live in New York or even America so if the discription or words or the way a word is spelt is not right I'm apologising in advance. You can tell me if it's wrong and I'll try and fix it. Unless if that's how it is spelt in my country then tough luck.

Oh and bear with my fighting scenes this is like my first story with that kind of action in it. Im still trying to figure it out. Advice is very much appreciated and recommended

She pulled herself up on to the roof of the elevator and closed the hatch. Olivia was sitting on top of the elevator as it moved up, passing 10, 11... and finally stopping at thirteen...

Olivia was crouching over the hatch trying to hear anything that would give any indication to what might be happening down there. She could hear the doors slowly move apart, it was silent at first. Just when Olivia was about to open the hatch she heard footsteps. One pair sounded like they were in the elevator and another sounded like it was in the hall. She could hear a sigh and then some more movement," We found Walters, he's knocked out cold… No there's no sign of her, maybe she got off at another level can you check the cameras. Jeff is going to take Walters down to the garage and I'm just going look around see if I can find her." She begain to hear some movement again, the other guy, Jeff she presumed had switched with the man talking. Olivia knew that she had to get off this elevator before it took her back down to the garage. She moved back and noticed a box as the elevator started to move down. She quickly but silently open the box, it was a control pannel with a lot of cords, lights and switchs. The most important being a switch labled MANUAL START/STOP with out hesitating she flicks the switch. The elevator stops almost instantly and jerks roughly side to side. The man in the elevator sighs and starts pressing as much buttons as he can. While he was per-occupid Olivia slowly opened the shaft door and dropped down quickly. The thud shocked the man and he quickly turned round to be meet with a fist to his face.

"Ugh fuck that hurt!" Then man shouted but quickly recovered and threw a left hook to her face. She blocked with both arms moving with his swing and then used his momentum to grab his arm and sling him in to the war of the elevator. The man was slightly dazed, Olivia then got her gun out and smashed it over his head. He passed out and the doors started to slowly open. She slowly looked to her left and right, there was no one there and all that could be heard was the mundane noises of an apartment building. Realising she was good to go she quickly rushed out to the stair case, she didn't want to be near those bodies when someone found them. She wonded how long it would take until someone noticed that there were two unconcious guys laying in the elevator. She smiled at the thought, she was coming up to her floor and decided to unclipe her gun hoister just in-case. She cautiously moves against the wall to her appartment. She stoped just two meters away from her door. The hall was silent it looked like it did every other day; the ugly light, lime green walls was displeasing as they always were, the neighbors were loud and to absorbed in their own lives to really care what was happening in others lives that didn't impact their own life directly. The hall was dimely lite as halls are in this sort of situation. Olivia still listening out for any unusually, discrete noises had advance closer to her appaartment door. The door now insight and only a couple feet away could be seen to be slightly ajared. Olivia slowly brought her gun out in her left hand making sure her grip was strong. Slowly with her gun posied she pushed her door open and was meet with chaos.

Chaos, disorder, a turmoil of mess! Her house was destroyed, her kitchen was disarrayed with smashed dishes, broken cupboards and splatted blood everywhere. Every room in the small compacted house had the theme of chaos, broken things and blood. Olivia not very shocked in the state of her bearly lived house. Only Claire really appreciated it, it was a place to finally call home for the young bruennet…

A pretty young bruennt stood in the door way, she was curious in the way she observed her surroundings, her new home. Her bright honey coloured eyes showed her nervousness and yet her joy as she explored Olivia's appartment. She was still not use to the new circumstances of her life. For once in her young, dreadful life she had a home and someone who cared for her believe it or not and that scared her tremendosely. "Hello earth to Claire." Claire shaking from her hazy mind searched for dark brown eyes.

"Sorry Olivia, I must have been out of it" she apologised as she made her way back to Olivia who had been standing in the living room watch the young women explore her new home. Olivia was very kind and understanding, it was just something about her that made you open up be it a stern conversation or a promoting smile which was exactly what Claire was getting. Apon seeing this Claire let out a sigh and released everything she had been holding back, "I was just thinking about how amazing and frightning this new stage of my life is. I mean it was only two weeks ago I was on the streets being forced to do those… those horrible things. I just want to be a normal ninteen year old but I'm afraid to. I and now I have home… it feels like a dream." Her voice faded and her gaze had lowered. Olivia had listened attentalively and fully understood were she was coming from she was someone in need of someone to love her.

"Claire it is perfectly normal to feel that way but know that this is your home and that I care about you deeply, like you were my own daughter. I will always be there for you no matter what"…

I will always be there for you no matter what. That one line had repeated over and over again the blood causing increasing panic for Olivia. What if that was Claire's blood painting the walls. As she entered the lounge room more blood could be found and the increasly common sight of broken furniture and personal items. THUNK! Olivia spun in search of the source of the noise but all she saw was a smashed tv, broken picture frames of herself and others. THUNK! Again the noise was heard and this time it sounded like it was coming from her room. Slowly avoiding objects of glass and furniture Olivia made her way to her bedroom door. As she approached it, scuffling noises could be heard. Deciding quick Olivia brought her right leg up attacked the door with said leg. It rapidly swung open, nearly breaking off its hingers. She rushed in the room with her gun aimed and ready. It was dark and took a second for her eyes to adjust what she saw was a body and a figure standing over it.

So yea kind of short but look at the bright side you got an update! Well I got better things to do like sleep so review or ^-^