Black Blood (FRERARD)

FRANK'S POV.

The room was dark, and my head felt like someone had hit me with a chair. I lazily opened my eyes however the room i was in was dark, I could only make out the dark figure sat across from me. From what i could see the figure wasn't moving so i guessed they where knocked out or asleep. my body was numb and there was a sharp pain where my neck was. i was sat on the floor. it was damp and stickey from something i couldnt guess at this moment in time. there was a rusty smell lingering that made me want to vomit just as i had decided to relax again the figure at the other side of the room moved and i saw a pair of bright hazol eyes lock on the space i was sat in .

I dont know why but a wave of fear flooded through me. well i was only a young boy aged 16 and i was only small so i had no chance against anything that could jump out at me at anytime. i dont know how long it had been since me and the stranger across from me had been staring at each other but i had decided to break the silence and ask the stranger "who are you and where the hell are we?" a moment of silence went by so i cleared my throat signeling that i was impatiant and waiting for an answer i heard a sigh and then in a voice i thought i reconised the figure spoke

A/N

i know its a short chapter but its my first time writeing and im still thinking on where the story is going to go might upload some more later but we shall have to see.. love all of ya killjoys... Gerardsgirl xxxx