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Chapter 2
Tru awoke to a ear pricing scream. It took her a moment to realize it was her who was screaming. And it took her another moment to stifle her scream. She plopped her head back down on her pillow, her heart pounding in her ears. What a nightmare! Tru thought to herself as she attempted to slow her heart rate.
Her mother and father soon appeared in her doorway, looking worried. "Is everything OK in here?" Her dad asked.
"Ya everything is fine." Tru reassured, both herself and her parents. She didn't want to go into the weirdness of her dream "Why wouldn't it be?"
"Well, gee Tru, let me think about that for a second." Her mom answered. "It couldn't have anything to do with the screaming could it?"
I liked my parents better when they didn't know how to make sarcastic comments. Tru thought bitterly. "Oh that. Oh that was nothing, um ya I just got a text from Stephanie, from back home." Tru quickly made up he fib. "Um Christa and Tom broke up, AGAIN! I mean seriously, how many times can two people break up and get back together? It is sssssssssssoooooooo not right!" Tru gushed, knowing that pulling herself into a ditzy personality would convince them.
"Oh, ya, of course, you know because that stuff is always worth screaming about." Her dad looked uncomfortable. He never was able to understand why she reacted to some things the way she did. "I'd hate to see what she would do if someone tried to kill her." he muttered into his wife's ear. Tru glared at him.
"OK, as long as nothing life threatening happened."Her mom smirked as she began pushing Bob out of their daughter's room. "Get ready for school, you don't want to be late." With that, her mom turned and left Tru alone to get dressed.
Tru let out a sigh of relief. She lay in her bed for a few more minuets, still trying to calm her pounding heart. Her nightmare replaying itself in her mind.
The darkness was overwhelming. It consumed everything that would have been in sight. A voice startled her.
"I will miss you." it said. Tru was amazed at the way this person sounded as if they belonged in a older time. The Renaissance seemed to fit his tone. She loved the flawless accent the had consumed her ear.
"I'll miss you too." the perfectness seemed to be shattered with her modern American accent. She knew this someone, she didn't know how she knew him but she did. And she had a strong feelings for whoever this person was.
"Tru." he said her name, causing her breath to catch in her throat. She felt him move up behind her, his cool hand rested on her exposed shoulder. "Don't forget me." he continued, his cold breath brushing past her ear and spread over her neck and cheek. Tru's eyes fluttered shut.
"Never." She breathed, leaning against this firmillier stranger.
"Tru." He said again. Tru turned her head back toward him. A glimmer of red glowed in the darkness. "Promises?" Tru nodded, as she felt him lean in, she anticipated his lips on her's.
She felt his lips barely brush against her's, when they were interrupted by a blinding light. It was such an extreme amount of light, it caused her an instant migraine, crippling her for a moment.
A scream of pain was heard behind her as the stranger fell away from her, the sound of sizzling took the place of the strangers voice. Tru tried to find where the light was coming from.
Someone laughed. Tru turned, not sure what direction she was facing, her eyes were still unable to adjust to the blinding wight light.
Someone grabbed her arm, the painfully strong grip causing her to cry out in pain. "So, the light doesn't bother you? Well lets see how you deal with this." A piece of splintery wood was jammed onto her forehead, it felt cross shaped. "Still not enough?"
Tru was pushed into a tree, her back slamming into the rough wood. A few moments later a sharp, something dug into her chest, she felt it begin to break through her skin, the person still pushed it slowly deeper.
Tru gave a cry of pain, tears building in her eyes. "NNOO!" the firmillier voice of the kind someone was heard. Soon after, the pressure of what ever had been stabbing her disappeared.
The item fell to the ground, a small but constant trickle of blood began seeping into the fibers of her shirt. Tru's hand flew to the wound, it was about ½ an inch deep.
"TRU!" Her rescuer yelled, "RUN! GO NOW!" he continued to shout. Tru's eyes had finally began to adjust to the light. Two figures were several yards in front of her. "TRU!" her name was yelled again.
She was able to guess the shorter figure had called her name, he was obviously losing the fight. After only one strike to the face he fell to the ground. He attempted to get back up, but he was unable to. He lay still, a bi of smoke rising from his body.
The other man walked over, a long cylinder in his hand. It had a sharp point, and was ready to be plunged into her stranger's flesh.
Tru reacted, she ran and lept at the scruffy looking man who was heading in for the kill. She landed only several inches in front of the attacker. She wasted no time, her leg flying up, her foot made contact with his chin. The man stumbled back. Tru jumped at him, using his moment of disorientation to her advantage.
She landed on him, causing the man to fall over. He attempted to get up but Tru refused to give him the chance.
After a few minuets, the man had finally managed to grab Tru's foot, causing her to fall.
He raised his stake. Tru let out a scream...
She was now awake. The memory of the dream causing adrenalin to pulse through her veins. Tru pulled herself out of her bed. She moved slowly, not wanting to go to school. The dream had felt so real. She had honestly felt the pain of being stabbed.
Tru uncontentious touched the place the dream wound had been. Something warm and wet met her fingers. Tru's eyes widened, a horrible feeling filling her stomach. She looked down at her chest, confused at the missing blood she had been expecting.
She made a disgusted face as realization hit her. Tru had somehow managed to drool on her chest in the middle of the night. She wiped it off while she grabbed a pair of ripped jeans and a Papa Smurf T-Shirt.
Tru pulled a brush through her long hair, brushed her teeth, and put in her emerald contacts. "Wellp, this is about as good as it gets." Tru muttered as she looked in her full length mirror.
"TRU!" Tony yelled, causing her to jump in surprise. "FOOD!"
Tru rolled her eyes. She never ate breakfast. It had nothing to do with keeping herself fit, she just didn't have time to eat breakfast back home and she was just used to skipping. She wasn't hungry in the morning.
She traded her eating time for makeup time. She grabbed her pallet of purple eyeshadow and her dark black mascara and eyeliner.
"TRU, COME EAT!" this time her mom was yelling at her.
"NOT HUNGRY!" Tru yelled back, touching up her mascara.
"TRU, NOW, WERE LEAVING!" Her dad bellowed.
Tru rolled her eyes. "Whatever." she muttered as she took one last look in the mirror. "Hmm, something is missing." Tru looked around the room. It took two quick sweeps for her to find what she was looking for.
A plain silver cross on a plain silver chain now hung around her neck. She didn't have any resign for it, she just wanted a necklace to wear, and it was the most versatile one she could find.
Quickly Tru grabbed her bag and ran down the stairs. She bolted for the door, knowing her mom would already be in the car. She grabbed her jacket as she ran out the door.
"Oh come ON!" Tru exclaimed, annoyed her parents left only seconds after telling her to come downstairs. "Of course. I get left behind because I don't eat breakfast. It's still dark outside too. This sucks." Tru began walking in the direction of her school. She pulled out her phone and dialed her mom.
"Hey Tru, enjoying the excersize?" Her mom asked, trying to make a point.
"Ya, the fresh air is totally worth the five mile walk in the dark." Tru stated. "You do realize it is too early for the sun to come up, right?" Tru continued, frustration obvious in her voice.
"Yes I noticed that detail when I was pulling out of the driveway."
"And you don't care? It is a FIVE MILE WALK. I could get lost, or killed, or kidnapped, or..." Tru was cut off.
"Tru you have pepper spray, you took self defence classes, and you have my number. You will be fine. Oh and I already called your school to let them know you will be late. Goodbye I love you." and without another word her mom hung up.
Tru let out an agitated sigh. "Ugh. I can't believe this.
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After about three miles Tru was ready to pass out. "Stupid brother, keeps me up all night with stupid nightmares." Tru muttered to herself. The sun still hadn't showed it's bright rays and Tru was beginning to feel Dejavous. Only two things were missing, a Renaissance guy, and a bright light."
Memories of her dream caused her to shiver with a tad bit of fear. "It was only a dream." She told herself. "It was only a dream."
suddenly a loud squeak came from above her head. Tru looked up just in time to see a small group of four bats fly into the cover of the trees. A few second later another bat went zooming bye, directly in front of her, barely missing her face. It too flew into the trees.
Tru paused for a moment, deciding if she should be freaked or if it was OK to think it was cool that a bat flew that close to her.
She shrugged. "That was epic." She said as she watched the spot the bats had disappeared. She was about to start walking when a blinding light appeared, surprising her immensely. This was way too much like her dream.
A large man leaned his head out the window of his crappy vehicle that he had installed too many lights to. An overly happy smile spread across is face.
Tru shielded her eyes from the light. She was about to get off to the side of the road when the man yelled something she couldn't completely hear over the roar of his engine. But it sounded like he had said "Ickle am iris."
Tru gave him a questioning look. He yelled something ells and he began adjusting the spotlight on the top of his car to point directly on her. Tru flinched and turned her head away from the light that threatened to blind her.
She began walking towards the trees. Maybe the bats had the right idea. She thought as she picked up the pace. She heard a door slam behind her and she broke off into a sprint.
"Al get yew." He yelled in a strong accent.
"Crap! I knew this would happen!" Tru half yelled. "But did mom listen? Nooooo. She wanted to teach me a lesson. Lesson learned mom!" She ranted to herself as she picked up the pace.
Before she knew it, she was running through a graveyard. An old creepy graveyard. "Oh SH..." Tru was cut off by a sharp pain in her shin. She had run into the corner of some large statue grave marker, and she went down.
"HA. Oi got yew now!" The man yelled triumphantly.
"Crap crap crap crap CRAP!" Tru was getting extremely scared now, and she began crawling to her knees, then to her feet, then she began her dash through the maze of headstones.
She wasn't as fast as she had started out, due to her now bleeding shin. She could hear the man catching up. "I am sssssoooo makin my mom feel guilty about this for the rest of her friggin life, that stupid lesson teaching..." WHAM!
Something hit her in the back of the head. Tru gave a slight cry of shock and pain, as she stumbled, almost falling over again.
A hand reached out and grabbed her bye the shoulder and tossed her into the wall of a mausoleum. Instantly the man was at her a wooden steak pointed directly at her heart. Without missing a beat she drove her knee into his groin area, receiving a loud moan of pain, she used this as her chance and bolted.
Just when Tru thought she was safe, she heard the man behind her again. He was getting closer. Tru knew she wouldn't be able to out run him, so she used the little bit of time to pull out her small can of pepper spray. Tru uncapped the lid, ready for his next attempt at attacking her.
That time came sooner than she had anticipated. The man threw something at her ankle, causing her to trip. But to his dismay she was able to catch herself on a tree. But unfortunately, the tree had a branch that was at the perfect level for a teen girl to whack her face on.
Tru had to pause for a moment. The mixture of almost falling and getting hit in the face caused her become extremely dizzy and disoriented. Her pause was a second too long, and the man had her again.
He pulled out another steak this time moving alto quicker. Not quick enough, Tru gave him a good face full of pepper spray, before running off.
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Tru had made it out of the cemetery and found a road. The sun had now risen and was shinning happily down on her. Tru glared at it. "You couldn't of come out earlier?" she scolded angerly.
"Where am I?" She asked herself, unsure if she recognized this road or not. She waited a few more seconds before pulling out her phone and dialing her mom's number.
"Tru? Why are you..." Tru cut her mom off
"I hope you're happy. Ya I learned my lesson, so come and get me." Tru spat forcefully into the phone.
"Do not use that tone of voice with me Tru Fiona Thompson." Her mother pronounced her full name, but Tru was too ticked to care.
"Mom, I warned you not to make me walk there in the dark, by myself. Now I am on the side of some road and a creep is still trying to get bye his eye injuries in the cemetery." Tru practically screamed into her cell.
"Wait, WHAT?" Her mom sounded shocked. "Why were you in a cemetery?"
"Because that's where he was chasing me." Tru stated
"Who was chasing you?"
"How should I know? It was dark, I was being attacked, I didn't exactly wait around for him to tell me his name."
"Oh my god. Tru, I am so sorry. I can't believe..."
"Ya ya, whatever, just come get me."
OK so I had anticipated bringing Rudolph in on this chapter, but while I was writing it...it just didn't fit. Like I was going to have him save her but she wouldn't have seen him. Then I had the issue of when she meets him with Tony and Rudolph knowing her. So ya he didn't show up, well he sorta did, for like a second. But any way please review. Hope you enjoyed it.