Chapter 1: First Blood

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"Women are like...like cats" Sean tells Derek, standing right outside of the local bar smoking a cigarette.

Derek pulls back his long blonde hair from his face, responding,"cats?" Raising an eyebrow.

"Yes, cats. Their cute & cuddly, but eventually they bite back" Sean throws down his cigarette, stomping on it,"there's plenty of fish in the sea, remember that".

Derek stands there in the dark knight, wind blowing his hair back putting his hands in his pockets,"it's like....it's like I'm not suppose to be happy, ya know?"

Sean pats his friend on the shoulder,"just remember, there's always someone in a worse condition than you. Someone is getting shot at right now, another person is getting raped".

Derek pushes his friend's hands off him,"really?" Says sarcastically.

"Remember Carrie? Not the horrible one, the newer one with Chloe Grace Moretz? Least your not her" Sean tells him walking down the dark street.

Derek follows after his friend,"I actually wish I was her. She was completely adorable" Derek smiles.

"Now I know you don't have a shot at Chloe AT ALL" Sean touches his black hair,"Chloe's definitely hot though".

"Yeah, I still have a better shot at her than you" Derek puts on a half smile, looking at a man across the street in a leather jacket staring at them.

"Bro" Sean playfully punches him in the shoulder,"I'm sorry, but Chloe is just out of your league for sure, I mean you look like Brad Pitt from World War Z".

Derek turns away from the man across the street,"and what's wrong with Brad Pitt?"

"That's just it, nothings wrong with him. It's you trying to look like him" Sean explains,"here's some advice, woman like a man who knows what he wants, & I'm talking from experience. They like a man who's not only hot, but a man with at least some leadership".

"Sounds like my mom" Derek continues walking down the sidewalk by his best friend, a chill in the air.

"Fuck you man. I'm just trying you help you out, cuz we all know your little dream crush on Chloe Moretz will never work out" Sean spits on the sidewalk,"cuz you'll never make it to Hollywood".

"Never give up on your dreams" Derek turns to his friend,"I did audition for that independent movie".

"AND?"

"They thought I was too good, & gave the role to someone else" Derek tells him, a scream blasts through the night air.

"Was that your phone, or mine?" Sean asks.

"That was real, you idiot" Derek hears another scream, taking off running towards the sound.

Sean follows after him, hearing a third scream,"what if" trying to catch his breath running down another empty street with closed stores on each side,"what if it's like a mass murderer or something?"

Derek stops, looking straight ahead of them at a crashed car,"call 911".

"I hate this town, barely anyone in it" Sean takes out his cell phone dialing

Derek looks inside the crashed car, empty. He walks around it, claw marks show on the back of it, & on the other side as he stares at the ground in horror. The driver's side door lays right next to a dead teenage woman's body. Blood all over, claw marks show across her neck, her shirt almost all the way torn off, showing her left breast.

Sean walks beside his friend,"their on their..." staring at the body,"oh my god. I think I knew her" his eyes going wide in horror.

Derek stares across the street into the dark alleyway, staring at red eyes looking back at him. A shiver running up his spine, sirens blasting off in the distance.

Sean pats his friend on the back,"what the hell did this? A cat?"

Derek turns to his friend, turning his head back to the alleyway, the red eyes disappearing into the night,"I don't know".

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