Pressures Of Life And Death (An AntiHannahXSatan FF)

Chapter 1 - Silver Eyed Match

The second ever AntiHan fanfiction. Probably.
Anyway I want to say you should definitely check her out,
~~~~< Hanisnotonfire07 >~~~~
What else was I supposed to tell you?...Um. Oh yeah. Plot twists. Lots of them. Enjoy!
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The rain cascaded down onto the streets of a city, in blankets, in England. All around her, Hannah could feel the presence of Death. In elderly homes, the old dying naturally. In hospitals, the babies and mothers from birth. The roads, accidents claiming lives of the youth.

And she couldn't do a thing about it. Or so she thought.

Her shoes let in water everytime she stepped in a puddle. Her hair was stuck to her face and her clothes were sodden and clund to her small frame. Still she walked down the road. To most, she would've been taken to as riff-raff or poor kid ready to steal to survive.

But to him, she was a princess. And a target.

In an alleyway across the street, he leaned against the cold brick wall. A black leather jacket, concealing a grey shirt. Dark denim jeans, ripped at the knees and stained with red. There were cuts on his bare flesh, though not that deep. His charcoal black hair was curly and long, at the bottom of his ears.

But his eyes were the most curious thing. Grey in colour but seemed to have flames hidden inside. Flecks of blue hinted around the pupils. The pupils were blacker than black, like an endless pit. Easily lost in.

He stared at her as she walked down the road, bag on her back. She almost looks like...

She's running away.

She looks over and their eyes meet for a second. Grey piercing her's. Then she continues to walk on, like it didn't happen. But it did. He rubbed his blue tipped hands together.

He didn't want to believe this was the girl that he had to eliminate. Because she can bring people back to life. She had a brighter spirit than anyone in the whole world.

And how he knew this? He witnessed it.

&&&Flash Back &&&

Crash!

The car slammed into the wall, killing instantly the driver. A drunk man. The car is empty besides the corpse of the man and a little girl in the back. Maybe only ten years old.

Glass cut her arms and face to ribbons. The girl drags herself from the car and collapses in front of her...Hannah. She quickly bend down and checks her vitals.

She's not breathing.

She try to resuscitate her but she fails. I feel her spirit trying to cling to the area. Tears build in her eyes as she holds the still warm hand of the girl. Hannah's eyes glint silver for a second then turn back to normal.

Suddenly, the girl's eyes flutter open as the ambulance's siren blares. The vehicle stops and the girl is immediately put on a stretcher. Hannah follows her into the van and it speeds off.

All of this was witnessed by a boy in a black hoodie. One with a secret. One that would kill you before he'd tell you. Unless you were already planned to die.