It was a dark night and in Ricardo's Compound only the soft whimpers and loud screams of torture coming from Allison's torture could be heard. "Aaah! No! I will Not! I refuse to tell you!" She screamed. "Hahaha. Very funny. Now tell me." A man. Ricardo Tobin is he to be exact. Smiling evilly as he takes her life, clueless of who are watching... In a distant place.... A voice. Unidentified... Not identified...YET. "Sir, Allison has passed." That voice said. "You know what to do." another replied.
Allison's POV
"Am I dead?" I think aloud as I struggled to keep my eyes open because of the blinding light. I analyze the room and this place was.... not familiar.
I widened my eyes because for all I know this could still be Ricardo's territory. A satin bed sheets with a linen blanket.... Pretty rich if you ask me! Then blonde hair caught my attention.
It was a girl...reading....Music sheets?
Okay...
"Hello! I see you're awake." Haha no! I'm dead!
"Yeah...Do you mind if I ask...umm...Who are you exactly?" I asked.
"My name is Purpa. My team and I helped you....Resurrected you." She said.
Purpa. Foreign. French accent. I thought mentally taking notes about her.
Wait. DID SHE JUST SAY RESURRECTED?!?!?!
"What do you mean by resurrected?" I said breaking the silence.
"Resurrect. Hun, it aint that hard to believe! I mean, we're all basically fighting Zombie Tobin and Zombie Aaron." She said in a 'Duh' tone.
I laughed rubbing my the back of my neck sheepishly.
"Well, we need you in our team. C'mon meet 'em." She said dragging me off the comfy bed and out of the white airconditioned room.
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Sam's POV
I'm in my room jamming to none other than One Direction. Gabby is still asleep. Not that abnormal. None that is weird today....Which is weird.
I looked around barely catching 1/4 of our apartment....Our apartment was pretty big if you ask me. It had a 2 bedrooms, a living room, a kitchen, dining and well...FOOD.
'Food. Food. Food.' I thought hungrily looking for the cereal when suddenly I heard three loud knocks on the door.
"Who is it?" I said walking to the door.
Once I looked out of the peep hole, I saw a girl around my age, average height and light brown hair.
"I'm Bella. Bella Hennerson. I'm a friend of Purpa and Allison." I heard a girl's voice answer.
It was Allison....and PURPA?
Who's that chick? As long as Allison knows her I bet (I hope) she's nice....Then I, without a second thought, opened the door. Hope I didn't make a mistake.
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Gabrielle's POV
I woke up, did my morning routine and noticed something...unusual.
Sam. Sam wasn't blasting her speakers to 1D. Sammy would usually be belting out lyrics or something. But now, it was unusually quiet. I went out of my bedroom and got to the narrow hallway separating our rooms, the living room and the kitchen. The door to the living room was open.....Sam must've left it open.
Now, I'm worried. I started to freeze in the hallway when my phone let out a buzz and once again it was a random number.
To: Gabrielle Isadoris Jones
From: Unknown
Your sister is a big idiot. The lives placed in my hands. Do what I say or else I will...I don't think it's appropriate to tell you on phone. Anyways, What's her name? Samaina....No! Samantha!!! Your sis? I'll keep her safe...FOR NOW
- A.A.
Who is A.A.? Usually it would be R.T. Ricardo Tobin........Something tells me this day is about to get bad. Uh oh.
A/N: Sorry if it's short!!! Thanks alot for everybody who Supports this story and likes it :)) seeing more and more reads really makes my day Bye Loves!!!
x. Bella
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HorrorNobody knew it. But we did. It's something that runs in our veins; It's sort of unrealistic. It's something new, a mistake. It'll drive us to the end. Why did he have to do it? Samantha and I know. Our parents. Our family, friends. It's all because...
