Hey everyone! So sorry for not updating.. in all honesty I could have but I didn't want to really.. I'm extremely exhausted from band that it feels like it's eating away at my soul. Anyway.. expect more updates
Lizzy's POV
"Hello there little bunny wabbit. What are you doing in the water?" I ask the white rabbit, noticing my surroundings and then examine my neck. My gills! Where are they? We aren't in water.. I'm not in water! I'm in a field full of flowers, sitting next to a big oak tree with a small bunny in my lap. I study my surroundings more while petting the soft fur that belonged to the animal.
I look down at my body to see a dress, a blue one, its like a night gown. "What's happening?" I say to myself, wait, what's with the accent? I have a British accent? Okay.. that's new. As I take a deep breath, I feel the bunny escape my grasp. "Hey! Come back here!"
I watch the animal fall down a hole in the ground, so I chase after it, trying to find the rabbit with my hand. Butterflies flutter in my stomach as I fall in the gaping void. A sharp, unknown object collides with the back of my head, making blood seap out of my skull and knocking me unconscious.
Darcy's POV
Dad and I were supposed to go out hunting today, but due to conditions with the mark on my father's arm, Sam is going to take me. I'm sure Sam can teach me as much as Dad could, I mean they do these things together so I don't see why not. As we are heading out, Dad stands at the door, watching us intensely. "Hey! Treat her good, alright!" He says, motioning towards us. Both Sam and I were confused; why did that need to be said?
"What? I always treat Darcy well!" Sam says, trying to clear up the situation to where him and I understand better.
"Not her. I know you treat her good. I meant my baby.. my car. Don't you dare hurt her Sam." He says with a threatening tone, a sharp gaze on the both of us. We both laugh as we get in the car, waving Dean off and begin on our way.
A.N. Okay.. I didn't feel like writing much. If you guys actually read the author notes, please leave a comment if I should continue this story or if it's too gone to save. Your opinion matters.
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The Hunters
ParanormalI hear screams, guns and all I see is darkness. Seven years I have been here...not one shower, barley any food, I dont even know what I look like now that i'm seven years older. Why am I here? Where is my father? Where is anything? If you want to k...
