Can You Save Me From The Broken? (Andley)

Sneak Peek To Defying The Odds

Chapter 1: The Beginning
This story will be starting many many years in the past then will be jumping to present day. Hope you don't get lost, enjoy :)
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*NEW ORLEANS 1945*
Andy's POV:

The sun had just set over the horizon, the street life become wilder by the minute. Today was Mardi Gras one of the most wide spread celebrated party's of the century's. Women dressed in long gowns while men were suited up in there tuxes. The ruffles on my shirt scratched against my chin, a slight beard growing in that I had forgotten to shave. Father always scolded me for not being properly groomed, he was such a stick in the mud, set in his own annoying customs. How he would bore me to sleep with his story's of great adventure.

My hands were stuffed in my pockets while I strolled along the sidewalk, taking in the party life. Bright lights blinded my vision as I walked further away from my home. I had just gotten into a fight with father, how I hated his judgmental ways. To him, I was no longer a son of his, disowned due to my sexuality. I had come to find that I was derivative in only looking at men, a women not even attracting as much as a morsel of my attention. A spawn of hell was what he called me, taken over by the devil and becoming his sinful whore. The skin on my cheek still burned where he had slapped me, thinking that it will knock the sense back into me. It was the first time he had ever hit me, father was never a violent person. I just found myself walking father and father away from the place I had called home.

An ally with a single light illuminating its dark trenches caught my attention. A pair of green beady eyes stared into my blue orbs, a chill running up my spine. Somehow I found myself strutting towards them, drawn in like a moth to a flame. Even though I found this "place" petrifying, I still managed to be drunken with the eyes neediness. The heels of my dress shoes clicked against the stone street, those eyes I were transfixed on. Once I had gotten close enough, they disappeared behind God knows what, a loud band echoing off the brick buildings.

"Hello?" I called out, receiving no answer as another bang erupted from the corner.

Hairs on the back of my neck stood up, the feeling of being watched consuming me. This was a time to run, escape from the terrifying darkness, but I had found myself glued to this one spot. I willed my body to move, my brain waves failing to get the message across to my stiff limbs. A dark shadow lurked behind a trashcan it's fast movements going unnoticed by my naked eyes. My heart pounded against my rib cage as a figure about my height, dressed in a long tench coat came out of thin air. In a blink of an eye the figure was gone, but I felt a hot breath against my cool ear. The stench of death radiated off his breath as pieces of hair hung in front of his cold lifeless eyes.

"Any last words?" He whispered in my ear.

"W-who are you." I breathed out squeezing my eyes shut hopping this ordeal would end.

"Your worst nightmare." His thick Romanian accent bellowed into my ear. And with that I felt a sharp agonizing pain shoot through the flesh of my neck. It was like my whole body was on fire, a hot knife stabbing through my heart. I felt limp in his arms, feeling all the energy leave my body. This demon shadow laid me on the ground after wiping, what looked to be blood, from his mouth onto his jacket. Then I saw it, two sharp fangs retracting from his gums, to long and pointy to be teeth. His eyes were as red as blood, staring into my hollow, now lifeless ones. His smirk was evil as he bent down to my laying state, brushing my tangled hair behind my ear.

"Sleep well my victim, your going to have a long day ahead you tomorrow." Then, as quick as he came, he left with me on the ground paralyzed in fear and anguish.

My eyes became heavily as I focused on my now slowing heart rate. All I could do was stare up at the stars, finding the Little Dipper in a matter of seconds. I couldn't talk at all, my throat burned and the feeling of a thousand needles pricking my body came over me. I took in one last sharp intake of breath, letting it out slowly as my heart beat stopped, my eyes closed, and everything went dark and silent.

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So there is a little sneak peek to Defying The Odds. More to come soon, I'll will let you all know when the first chapter has been published. Also, since I feel in a giving mood, the sequel Can't Live Without You will be up tomorrow. Also please comment you opinion on Defying the odds, is it good or terribly written?