Death Year

Chapter 1

Cars whizzed by, tall buildings loomed over me and pedestrians walked to and fro, between buildings. Chatter surrounded me as I stood confused in the middle of nowhere. I hesitantly walked forward to cross the road when I heard the loud blare closing in towards me, I glanced towards the left, my eyes widened and I quickly crouched downward in an attempt to avoid the car. I shut my eyes tightly as I braced for impact.

A split second before the car hit me, I was roughly pushed to the side of the road. I looked up to see a boy with luminescent blue eyes and honey-blond hair, which was hanging loosely towards me.

"T-thanks," I stuttered. His hands remained on either side of me, unmoving.

"How could you be so careless, little lady?"

I frowned slightly at the boy. I didn't seem to know him from anywhere, so..why did his face look so familiar? My eyes widened as I stared at the background behind him. It was me, pixelated, lying down on the floor with blood spread over me. The picture itself was disappearing and then appearing once again, until it finally disappeared. What was that? Was that what should've happened to me..? Or .. was I already dead..

"Are you going to ignore me? You're so mean," he said as he pouted slightly and put on a cute puppy-dog face.

"What happened..? There..I saw myself..behind you..an-and I was already dead.."

He looked behind himself, to see nothing but the plain road with two parallel lines and cars travelling as per normal. Suddenly something appeared above me, a sentence in the darkest black possible and had horrible jagged letters .. 'DEAD END AVOIDED'

"Dead end..Did one of the 12 already try to kill me?" I shuddered in fear at the thought that 10 other people had the same objective.. to kill everyone..

"Yeah, I think I know who tried to kill right then," he said.

"Who?" I asked.

He pointed behind me as his gaze turned the same way as his finger. I, too, followed the direction of his finger and saw a figure as she came closer, I could see her features clearly; long jet-black hair, startling blue eyes and frown set in place on her face.

"Um.. we better run," the mysterious boy, oh-so-helpfully, informed me as he grabbed my hand roughly and took off towards the alleyways. He wasn't very gentle, was he.. I struggled to keep up with his long strides as he darted to and fro between buildings and parks. When he stopped, I felt like I was about to collapse. I was short of breath, and my chest ached at how much oxygen was lost. I slid down onto the floor and leaned against the wall, ready to fall asleep.

Just before I drifted off, I was smacked on the face. Multiple times. "This is not the time to sleep if you couldn't tell, you damn idiot."

"Will just shut up and not scream, please?" I groggily answered, not even bothering to make a comeback. Seeming annoyed, he slid a knife out of his pocket and grinned, "You do know I'm one of the 12 too, right, Skye? Who says I won't kill you right here, while you fall asleep?"

Alarmed at his words, I stood quickly and ran to the corner. To my surprise, he just laughed and slid his knife back into his pocket, "I was just joking, you know? I wouldn't kill someone just for the sake of this game. I'd only kill someone if they tried to hurt me first."

I felt a huge weight lift of me as I felt reassured by his words, "Where did you get the knife anyways? And how do you know my name?"

"Remember in the beginning, we got this really long paragraph explaining how we had base weapons? Yeah, so there should like this weird crystal in your pocket that gives you your weapon. For how I know your name, I can't tell you that. It's a secret," he whispered as he winked at me.

I rolled my eyes as I fished the crystal he talked about out of my pocket. How weird.. I thought. It looked exactly like the crystal from my dream. I clicked the button and the crystal transformed into my base weapon; a sniper.

"Oho! That's hella cool. Why do I get this puny knife while you get a damn sniper? The world's unfair dude," he complained.

"Hah, they probably gave me a better weapon cause I'm better," I snickered.

"Why you litt-"

"Who are you?" A voice behind him said.

I turned towards the voice and saw, with relief, it wasn't the girl who tried to kill me earlier. It was yet another boy.

"I said, who are you?" He repeated.

"Chill man. I'm Joel. That girl over there is Skye," the boy, who had a name now, explained.

"Your name is Joel?" I questioned.

"Nice to meet you honey," he whispered while blowing a kiss at me.

I twisted my face in disgust, I raised my hand to slap him before there was a thud and Joel fell to the ground. I looked up at the man in horror as he held a bloody baseball bat, "Your turn, beautiful." That was the last thing I heard before my head was laced with pain and I fell to the ground, knocked out cold.

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