Rachel sat on the window sill of the old run down fire station building. Her now short blond
hair which ended at her shoulders shinning due to the iluminecent blue moon above in the
dark night sky. A warm sigh escaped the now 19 year olds lips her bright blue lifeless peepers
tired and ghost like. "ya good ray?" A familiar rough voice asked snaping Rachel out of her
staring contest with the moon. She turned to see her friend. Zack stood there dressed in a
hoodie which matched his always black messy hair. His scuffed up red jeans on along with his
boots. Concern painted his bandaged face "yeah..im alright" Rachel answered her eyes unsure if
she was or not. "Cant sleep?" Zack the now 26 year old asked as he sat beside her his eyes
catching the moonlight as well. "yeah.." Rachel breathed out slowly trying to figure out how to
answer his next possible questions. "you dont seem so sure" Zack chuckled lightly his maniacal
laugh hiding within his tired tone. " yeah I suppose I don't.." Rachel trailed off only to face the
moon once again along with Zack. The firestation they had found about a year ago was covered
in graffiti and was stained with a few burns here and there.The red brick walls giving the top
floor in which they stayed in, a more hideaway feel to it. The air was clean with your occasional
speck of dust. Sometimes zack would find animals roaming around the property. Upstairs sat a
small kitchen and a sofa and Tv that Rachel and Zack had taken a while back to create a living
room like vibe near the large window they sat at. Hammock's sat in the extra 2nd floor room
where fire equipment sat once before. That is where the two of them had been sleeping. A small
bathroom was downstairs. no running water was still in the building. The building was far from
the rest of the community but not to far. After years of running the cops gave up on the chase
but kept a sharp look out for the two criminals. "do you ever wonder what the cops could be
thinking?" Rachel asked as she leaned her head on Zacks shoulder question in her dull eyes.
"nah why worry about what those bastards think anyway?" Zack asked his tone childish but
kind of serious. "I mean shouldn't we be worried?" Rachel asked "well I don't think so?" Zack
asked as though it was a question "come on ray lets go to bed" Zack said as he stood up only to
flash his insane but comforting grin "ok.." Rachel sighed as she got up. As the two of them laid in
their hammock's Rachel became defeated by her tiredness and feel into a deep sleep along with
Isaac foster. After all this was the place they called home.
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A new story (angels of death)
FanfictionWhat happens when Zack breaks out of prison before his execution. Where will they go? what will they become? and where will they stay? Lets find out... (characters don't belong to me as well as the art)
