FALLING SKIES | ethan landry

prolouge

PROLOUGE ;

IF SOMEONE TOLD EMMA six years ago, she would of escaped death 3 times, find out her father was in fact a serial killer with her bestfriends father, almost died, again. she would've laughed in your face. but now, she wishes it could go back to how it was.

the last ghostface encounter caused her to get 142 stitches, she was stabbed 4 times in three different places and packs of trauma that goes with it.

not only was the killer one of her bestfriends since childhood, but her phychotic boyfriend who was also secretly dating Sam. it was complicated don't ask. but she lost her adoptive family, leaving her with nobody but her friends to take her in.

FLASH BACK ;

SHUTTING THE HOSPITAL room door, emma walked out into the hallway, jumping slightly when she heard her phone ringing. sighing she pulled it out of her back pocket and smiled at the contact name. Wes. her adoptive brother, who was probably calling her to tell her he made it home safe.

the whole gang had spent the last night at the hospital with one of their bestfriends tara. who was attacked by ghostface, so we all decided it would've been safest to whole up in the hospital together. but when everyone got tired they decided to head home.

emma had decided to stay with Tara and amber, and also Tara's older sister Sam, who had just come home when she heard her sister was almost murdered.

so as she took in the hallway, she answered the call and placed it to her ear. "hey we—." the girl was cut off by the sound of murderous screaming.

feeling her heart dropped she looked around her anxiously, "Wes?" she breathed into the speaker, waiting nervously for any type of reply. the screaming had stopped and now everything was silent.

"hello emma." the blondes heart dropped at the voice, it seemed to have some sort of overlay of it, like it was hiding their real voice. and then she remembered, this was exactly how Tara described it.

she pushed down her fear and let out a shaky breath, "who is this and where is my brother." her voice was firm, but deep down she was shaking in fear, hoping and praying this was just a sick joke.

a light chuckle was heard at the other side of the
phone, "oh emma, sweet emma—Wes is dead."

emma felt her world stop around her, she didn't even notice when her feet started running out of the hospitals door. everything in her was numb as she dropped her phone and ran as quick as she could.

"no!" she screamed out, her eyes tearing up at the sight of police and ambulance's outside her house.
but that's not what made her breathing stop, it was the two body bags being brought out of the house.

pushing her way through the crowd, her legs finally gave in when she saw a doctor zip up one of the body bags, but not before she saw her mothers face.

emma cried out, a loud pained scream piercing the people ears around her, "NOOO." she screamed again, her sobs loud as she felt arms wrap around her.

she could hardly see anything around her, mostly everything was blurry, but she knew that voice.
it was the sherif, dewey.

the man sighed, tightening his grip on the sobbing
and shaking girl, "I'm so sorry emma—I'm gonna get this guy I promise you." he spoke softly, rubbing a comforting hand down her arm.

the girl only weakly nodded, not realising that this was only the start, of everything.

AUTHORS NOTE :

- hey guys, sorry this chapter is so bad but I had to write a prologue so I can publish it and I really didn't know what to write as I've already written chapter one but I promise you it gets better!

ella 🦋