A New Talent: Chapter 1
by nicof
Tossing and turning on a bed with a giant purple comforter, lays a girl of a height of 5'9". She has hair that reaches just below her earlobs. In a golden blonde shade. Her eyes are closed at this time but if they were open you would she a shade of blue that you could get lost in. If you ventured close enough you would see a thin layer of sweat on her body, from what she is dreaming.

"Into each generation a Slayer is born. One girl in all the world, a Chosen One. One born with the strength and skill to fight the vampires, to stop the spread of their evil and the swell of their numbers."

A young girl will long dark hair and a dress that looks as if she has worn it for years. It is a dark ruby red and from the style of it, its either halloween or the middle ages. She has a pointed stake in her hand and is fleeing down a dark alleyway. When she tripes and falls she cuts open her arms and hands and bood starts to slowy seep out. She mumbles something under a breath that sounds as if she were swearing. She quickly gets up and contuines running, untill she gets to a deadend. She turns around slowly and gets in a fighting stance.

Down the alley come three men also dressed as if in the middle ages. There faces resemble nothing of men, but of vicious man hunting demons. Which is what they were.

"Now why would such a lovely young lady,be down in a dark alley such as this?''said one of the men as he was slowly approaching her.

"You know why were here vampire. Stop playing childish games." the woman hissed back.

"Fine then no fun for you" come on boys.

All three monsters come at her at once, she manages to get her stake through the heart of one of them and he goes up in a cloud of dust but it just rages the other two on more so until they come down on her at the smae time. Each of them take a side of her neck and start ravishing in her warm blood. Making a mess of her neck smearing it all of the dark alley. Her screams diminish to a small wimper untill she makes no more sounds.

As I wake up with a small scream. As i quickly check my neck for any wounds, I find out that i am safe and not bleeding from the neck. I quickly get up to check the windows and doors of my house, then go and run a wet cloth over my face.

I hate those dreams i've been having them for a couple weeks now, i've also been getting stonger which is kinda freaking me out. I mean i'm a nerd or geek but i was never one for sports sure i like to run and dance but i never bet all the guys in my school in running. After that gym class i decided to move away. I know my parents won't like it but i just don't belong here. My backpack is already packed and thats all i'm taking just a couple pairs of jeans and some shirts i'm taking my bank account card from my moms purse. All my money is in it i have never spent any of it in my life. I doubt anything to bad will happen to me and if anything does i can just use my new strengths. I'll go somewhere and look for an easy job. I pull on some cargo pants and a big sweater to keep me warm.

On my way out of the house i look back with tears in my eyes. Why did my life turn out this way. What is so special about me?


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