"Greenfield is a killed or be killed kind of place, you gotta be ready or next thing you know, you'll be the next victim."
Greenfield was once a happy, peaceful place, but one small incident and the town takes a turn for the worst.
Demons, ghouls, v...
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Thomas wandered the lonely streets of Greenfield with his hands stuffed in his pockets as he searched for something to entertain him.
He had no friends in his city, and every time he got close to making some, something about his personality drove them away.
He was a bit fed up, and evil began getting the best of him. He still wanted friends, but his evil side couldn't seem to let them get away without paying for it.
He killed the people who didn't want to be his friend, and tortured the ones who began to slowly drift away from him after a while. He didn't know where this sudden urge to kill came from, but he loved getting revenge on the people left him.
As of now he was looking for someone to test, to see if they'd love him for him, and hopefully he wouldn't have to get his hands bloody again, but of course, he knew that couldn't happen.
Just then, he began to here yelling and screaming from around the corner. He began to walk faster to see where the commotion was coming from and turned the corner to see two girls tustling on the ground. They both threw punches and struck each other in the face violently which caused them both to bleed severely.
One was on top of the other. She had long brown hair, hazel eyes, and full lips that stuck out. Her skin was caramel, but was bruised up and bleeding from the punching, scratching, and kicking.
The girl on the bottom had black hair and dark brown eyes, her face was bruised up from the blows to the face. Neither of them noticed Tom until he approached them quickly.
Tom attempted to break up the fight, but was just pushed away, and yelled at by the girl who was now on top.
As the brown-haired girl grunted as the girl wiggled from under her, darting away. As she fled, the girl stood up and glared at Tom.
"If you had've just minded you're own business she wouldn't have got away!" The girl growled murderously as the other ran in the distance, turning the corner.
"I'm sorry, I just-"
"Save it," the girl snapped before chasing after her prey. She ran around the corner, disappearing behind a small house.
Tom told himself to ignore it and walk away, but he instead chased after then both, he was tired of feeling neglected.
He wanted to show somebody that he can be helpful and not a fuck up for once.
It took him a while, but he found them both again, the brown-haired strangling the other, she put all her anger and focus into the girl that she once again didn't see Tom.
Tom picked up a sharp stick aiming it at the aiming it at the choking girl's head. He hadn't murdered somebody from a far distance, mostly because he's bad at aiming, but he still wanted to give it a try.
Tom pulled his arm back, counting down in his head, then throwing the stick.
The brown-haired girl didn't notice him until he threw it violently at the girls head, sending it plunging into her head and coming out the other head.
The girl gasped, letting the impaled one fall to the ground. Blood flooded out of her wound and her eyes remained wide open but she didn't move or blink.
She then looked over slowly and seen Tom come out of the shadows smirking delightfully.
The girl smirked as well, stepping closer to Tom. She was kind of angry that he followed her, but also thankful that he ended her fight for her. Maybe this was their chance to gain a new partner in crime...
"What's your name?" She asked, now standing directly in front of him.
"Thomas, but you can call me Tom. I prefer to be called that, and you?"
"Zendaya."
Tom nodded, "T-That's a beautiful name," He stuttered, stunned by her beauty. Zendaya could tell he was extremely nervous and hasn't had any experience with girls.
"Why'd you follow me, Thomas?" Zendaya asked, making him cringe at the sound of his full name.
"I just wanted to help, that's all," Tom answered shyly.
"You just wanted... attention. Right?" Zendaya assumed. Tom responded with a nod.
"Well, now, you have all the attention you can get. Enjoy it."
Zendaya put her arm around Tom and they began down the street, but someone watched jealously in the distance . . .
