The One

Prologue

She checked her phone turned it off with an annoyed sigh, she looked up, glancing around looking for someone. Finally she spotted who she was looking for, and her eyes light up> She had found the one, the person her mom always talked about, the one who could make her day better whenever she thought about him, the one who would save her. As she walked towards him, she realized she couldn't walk straight up to him, so she hurried past him. Unfortunately she clipped his arm with her shoulder, causing her purse to fall. Her purse hit the ground and the contents scattered everywhere. Like any good hero in a story, the one, dropped to his knees to help her, apologizing profusely for running into her. She kept blushing saying it was okay, the crowd jostled them and like in any normal romance she falls into her one. She scrambles up collecting all her belongings as she goes, as she starts to flee, he grabs her arms stopping her.

"Can I have your phone number," he rushes out, as if embarrassed about his question. She smiles shyly and gives a quick nod, and rattles off her number. He let her go and she flees, glancing back every once in awhile. She reaches an alley, and skitters into it, her shy persona drops, danger seems to cover this new woman from head to toe. She smirked as she pulled her phone out, and opened a tracking app, a small red blip appeared on the app.

"Bet mum never had this much fun with her first kill, but she was right about the feeling, I finally found the one, the kill of my life, the one I will remember over and over, the one I will fantasize about." She whispered, "Let the hunting begin."

She shut the phone off with a smirk, tapped it against her palm a few times, and stuck it in her pocket. As she walked off, a sinister laugh drifted in the air behind her.