The last Soul Snatcher

Chapter Two

Sam walked home alone in the light rain. She knew she should have brought a jacket but the sun was high in the sky bright and warm earlier. That's what she gets for trusting mother nature. The one thing Sam hates is being alone. Lonliness fills her with sadness and makes her think. When Sam thinks she begins to questions. Questions everything to do with her life. For example, if she even deserves to be where she is in the food chain at school or if people have asked eachother weither her dark roots in her once blonde hair were real. Besides all that very importent thoughts she wondered about Darren. He had said he was new to the school but wasn't new to the town. Which is odd since she had never seen him before in her life. If he was always been here she would have at least seen him on the street walking or in a store. No she had never seen him even though she has live here all her life. She began to wonder if he had lied to her. But there is no reason for him to life about that, no is there she thought.

As soon as Samantha got home she climbed the stairs to her room. She laied down her purse and crossed to soft carpeted flooring to her vanety. She checked out her hair. It was still black and still boring. She lifted it to see if it was dyed that maybe to spots were missed. There was no luck in that because her entire head of hair was the color of a crow. No crow sounded bad thought Sam, more like a raven. It sounds more megestic and strong. Her vision carred towards the rest of her face. 'Still pretty. Thank god.' She thought, but there was something else wrong. Something missing. She shreeked at the top of her lungs. Staring back at her were pale white colored eyes. Her viberent green some how lost in it. Black hair and white eyes made Samantha look like a total stranger to herself. That was not right and she knew it. Unless someone had somehow manage to slip contacts in her eyes it wasn't possible for them to change and she knew it. She blinked once, than twice but it seemed like no matter how many times she tried to blink away the color, the same blank eyes stared back at her. They looked confused and lost. Exactly how Sam was feeling but it didn't look like it was Sam looking at Sam.

"I'm a freak. How could this happen?" She said softly. The door bell rang threw the house. Sam panicked for a moment. Her mind went blank which usually never happens. She always has to have a plan. It didn't seem like there was one though for this kind of situation. The bell rang again fallowed by a knock on the door. She could ignore it but what if it was Darren.

"That's silly he's suppose to be here at six." She laughed nervously. She couldn't shake to feeling that it was him at the door away. So she got up slow and creak the door open. She stepped out into the hall towards the stair case. A tall dark figure was standing on the other side of the door.

"Sam, I know it's not six like I said but there's something I have to tell you." Darren started saying almost imidiatly when Sam opened to door. "It's really importent so you have to really pay attention and try to under-" He stopped eyes wide.

Sam tried to ignore it by saying, "Are you coming in or are you going to keep standing outside in the rain like a complete idiot." She hopped she sounded strong and didn't show any sign of weakness in her voice. Darren stepped inside cautiously.

"What?" Sam barked really annoyed now.

"Are you feeling any kind of pains in your stomach or weakness?" Darren questioned.

"No?"

"Does you body feel usless at all?"

"What are you a doctor now? No I feel fine. Happy? Now tell what was so importent." Sam crossed her arms and waited.

"Well since your obviously in a lovely mood I might as well get right down to it." Darren said sarcasticly sounding almost normal. "Do you have any water by the way? I ran here and it was a long run."

"Yeah. Sure." Sam said and walking into the kitchen to grab a glass of tap water, "You ran here? Seriously?" She handed him the cool glass.

"Yeah, well the thing I have to say is importent like I said." He said and guppled down to water, "Anyways like I was going to say, your a soul snatcher."