The Young Blood Chronicles (A FOB Story)

The Pheonix

Patrick POV

This was it.

We opened the case, a blinding light flashed us.

I smiled, I looked to my left, Pete was grinning.

We all nodded. I shut the case. Pete locked the handcuffs in place and I walked out.

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I was walking down the street I had to be careful I couldn't let anyone get ahold of this. I looked back no one was following me I calmed down a bit I kept my stare ahead of me, grasping the handle of the case tightly, until my knuckles were white.

As I walking towards a curve; A small boy coudn't have been older than 12 years was pedaling on his bike. I smiled awkwardly at him, he waited a moment before grinning widely. I smiled, not really paying attention to anything, and I suddenly felt a stinging pain as everything went black.

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When I woke up I was strapped to a chair and that's when I knew it was all over.

Two women walked in, they both had black studded leather jackets, one if them walked in and tied a filthy rag around my mouth gagging me.

I began squirming I couldn't let them get ahold of the case. There wasn't much I could do anyway.

Then a third lady walked in she was holding a giant cleaver.

I was scared, she raised the cleaver and then brought it down.

The scream I made was not human.

The two other girls then picked me up and flung me on a metal table, where I soon passed out.

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So.

Thoughts?

This is a fanfiction based on The Young Blood Chronicles.

NOW A DISCLAIMER: THIS IS MY INTERPRETATION OF THE VIDEO. OKAY?

SO DON'T GET PISSED IF IT ISN'T LIKE YOU IMAGINED.

I will be writing from all the POV's because I really want to see how the other saw Demon Patrick :3

That will be all.

Any suggestions are highly appreciated

Bye ;)