Dusk

Chapter 1

I ran down the alleyway, chasing after Isaac Mcdougal. It had been the third time this month that he had been seen in central. He turned around and, when I got closer to him, he grabbed my left arm, which was hidden by my gloves and cloak. He used alchemy, and my shirt and cloak ripped clean off of my arm, creating spiderweb like threads around the top of the arm. I yelled, and held my arm away from him. His eyes opened in surprise, and he looked at me, an expression of pure insanity entering his eyes. He jumped and grabbed my arms, quickly pulling them behind me. I tried to scream, but he put his hand over my mouth. So, like any SANE person, I licked it. He drew his hand away quickly, a scowl etched on his face. I immediately clapped my hands together, creating an alchemical reaction. The blue lightning bolts shot out from the ends of my fingers, lighting up the alley in an eerie blue light. I quickly put my hands on the ground, a small stone rod with a wickedly sharp rock spear tip emerged from the ground of the alley, and I grabbed it. Isaac stepped back a foot, and I ran toward him, my battle call erupting from my mouth. "FOR TRISHA!!" Yes, I know. Cheesy. I don't care. I embedded it in his shoulder, blood coming out of the wound, landing on the ground below me, and I grinned. "Gotcha."

"Think again, Dusky." He said as he created a spear out of his blood, and he dug it into my right shoulder. I spit blood, coughing. I held my shoulder as I tried to stay standing. And then he pulled the spear down my arm, the blood dripping down to my wrist. I collapsed to my knees, breathing heavily. Spots entered my eyes, and I coughed up more blood. The last thing I saw before I collapsed on the ground was Ed racing into the alley and seeing me collapsed on the ground, a pool of blood surrounding my arm and my body. I cried out to him weakly, one word emerging from my weakened body. "Help."

Ed immediately called for Al, who appeared behind him. "Get Lana. Bring her to a hospital. Now." Ed said, not taking his eyes off of me. Al nodded, and ran over and picked up my frail body in his strong, metal arms. I blacked out on the way to the hospital, my arm bleeding badly.