One night at the boardwalk, Emily had gone there after getting settled in her new apartment. She was looking for some fun. And to meet some new friends. Hopefully, she'd find her long lost brother who she thought was dead. She noticed a group of guys looking her way. One of them looked exactly like her missing brother. She gulped and looked back down at her picture she had him. Same clothes, same hair, and same bike. "Could this be him?" She thought. She dropped the paper and fled where she was after seeing the surfers chase her. The boys walked over to where Emily was last at. Paul picked up the picture. He stared at it. "It's her, David. It's my little sister." He said not moving a muscle until he heard screams. He looked up and saw his sister running towards the cliff. "Emily!" He mitered. The four boys chased after the surfers. Emily stopped at the edge of the cliff. She was scared as she held onto the necklace Paul had given her the night before he left. She turned around and they walked up slowly smiling. She jumped off the cliff as she hit her head on the rock sinking into the water. Paul had seen her jump and while he went to her rescue, the boys took care of the surfers. They screamed in terror as they were ripped apart. When they finished, they threw them off the cliff. Paul had pulled me up back into the ground. Emily was out cold. Paul noticed the necklace. He picked her up and back to the cave the boys went. A few hours passed. Emily had woken up and Paul was the first to her. "Are you Emily?" Paul asked. She nodded. "Are you Paul?" She asked shivering. He gave her a warm blanket. He nodded. "I found you. I found my little sister." He smiled.
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Gone But Not Forgotten
FanfictionA young 19 year old Emily Taylor finally finds her big brother but what happens when she finds out what he really is and what happens to him when he goes off to fight the frog brothers?
