WARNING:As the story develops there WILL be obscene language and perhaps even sexual content. Read at your own risk.
Emily Maverick was your average teenage girl. In fact, she was the perfect definition of average. Her brown hair and eyes were just as plain as her wardrobe. Make up had never once grazed her face; everything was simply "au naturale." Her parents anual income was average, her house was in an average neighborhood, her appearance was average, and most important of all, her popularity was average. However, there was one thing that was not so ordinary about Emily. It was the fact that she had the innate ability to read minds. Mind you, it didn't happen at will. It was only if a person was ever panicked or distressed that their innermost secrets, thoughts and desires came rushing to the surface. Only then was it easy for Emily to realize just what they were thinking.
Apart from those times, Emily was your perfectly average human. She had an eclectic variety of friends, all of whom stood out, leaving her as the median in their mix.
It was the day before the first day of senior year. Many Delta High students were out partying, enjoying their very last moments of freedom before they had to return to "study" once again. Some students prepped and did last minute summer homework while others blew off the idea altogether. After all, doing homework during summer vacation was a bit hypocritical. It wouldn't take much to guess that Emily was on the nerd side of the pendulum. While all of her friends were out and about having their fair share of fun, Emily found herself getting ready for bed quite early so that she would not feel tired the very next day while at school. Not to mention Emily's long lost best friend was moving back to Crescent Falls, and tomorrow would be the day that they would be reunited after TWO devastatingly long years of absence! At 9 p.m. sharp it was lights out.
"Emily,"a man's voice called out to her in her sleep. Within Emily's dreamworld it was too dark to see anyone or anything. The voice that she had heard she instantly assumed to be her subconscious calling out to her."What is it?"she answered as she took a few wobbly steps forward. Carefully testing the stability of the ground she was walking on before placing a firm step down. The man chuckled,"what are you doing?"Perplexed by this question, Emily stopped to raise her eyebrow. Not that anyone would be able to see it."What do you mean?"
"The longer that you keep me out the longer you will stay in darkness."He answered. Emily cocked her head to the side out of confusion. What in the world was going on? Her breathing became ragged all the while she strained her ears to listen for the voice again. Maybe it could give her a clue as to which direction to head."Where are you?"she called out to her so called sub-conscience. The man sighed, obviously he was somewhere in front of her. All of a sudden the distant sound of footsteps began getting louder and louder. He was walking towards her."Are you sure that you wish to see me?"In other words he was asking if she really, actually wanted to find out the truth. Before Emily could answer him a faint glimmer of white came into her vision. Out of sheercuriosity, Emily leaned forward and squinted to get a better look. Four pearly white fangs came into her vision."What are you looking at?"Emily's hypnosis wasinterruptedby the sudden question.
"I-I-"Emily gasped as she saw the man smile. The only thing that was visible was his smile and she did not miss the over-sized, glistening, canines that were staring back at her. Before Emily could say another word, a razor sharp hand broke the skin of her chest and pushed itself past her rib cage until it her very heart in its grasp. The unimaginable pain paralyzed Emily. The brunette had instantaneously lost control of every part of her body as she felt her life force slowly slipping away."Your heart is in my hands. Isn't that cute?"The voice chuckled.
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