Blood Moon: Fire & Ice

PROLOGUE

I ran through the darkness, trying to get away from the gang as they chased after me.

"Fag! Pussy! Fairy!" they yelled.

I kept running through the night which seemed like an endless void. My legs burned and my heart was racing. I finally reached a deserted alley and hid in a giant garbage can. Shortly after, the gang arrived.

"Come out you little faggot!" one of the gang members shouted.

"He's here. I know he is," said another gang member. "Cats always hide when they're scared."

My head was pounding as I sat silently in the garbage can. But then I shuffled and my leg knocked the inside of the garbage can.

"Ssh," said the leader of the gang.

All of them fell quiet as the leader slowly moved his eyes from side to side and then turned around.

My outsides went numb and my insides felt like fire.

"There you are," snarled the gang leader. He opened the garbage can, grabbed me by the collar of my shirt, and lifted me out. He punched me in the face, and soon after, I was on the ground, with all five of the gang members punching me and kicking me, while they shouted, "Faggot! Cock sucker! Man lover!"

It seemed like they were beating me for all eternity, until suddenly I felt a sharp pain in my stomach, as if something had pierced me. I looked down and saw a knife had been driven into me. The gang leader took it out, stabbed me two more times, and then took it out again. I felt weak and my ears were ringing. The gang leader lit a match, stood for a while, contemplating what to do, and then blew the flame out.

"I was thinking of burning your damned forsaken body," he said. "But I guess you're gonna burn in hell anyway."

He and the other gang members laughed. One by one they spat in my face, and then they left, leaving me alone in the cold dark alley to bleed in the snow.

As I lay there, I slowly started to lose all feeling from my body. Everything was getting darker and darker until there was only immense blackness.

The light had gone.