A voice cried, “I don’t want to die..”. Kira gasped. She’d never heard the fear in Tyler’s voice like she did now. It sent chills through her body. Tyler, the warrior, the fearless joker. Here he was in a puddle of his own blood. “Stay with me, stay with me!” Kira screamed repeating it, as hope that it’d do some good, even though she knew all hope was lost. Tyler has two bullets lodged into his chest. Kira felt a drop of cold liquid drip onto her hands which were supporting Tyler, who was sitting against a wall. At first she thought the liquid was Tyler’s blood, it wasn’t. The nightsky, although beautiful had started to rain, and quickly, each drop seeming to come at a higher pace. Tyler looked up. “Go.. Kira..Go…” he stopped, and his eyes closed, and in that moment, the world became a much darker place.

Chapter One – New Places

“You know you don’t have to do this right?” Dad mumbled. I looked up, among a busy Salt Lake International Airport, dad stood by the car, his one long muscular arm, leaning against the taxi. “I know, but I want to Dad.” Dad had a new girlfriend. Attractive, smart and a A-grade bitch. It was safe to say we didn’t see eye to eye. She had hated me from when she first laid eyes on me; she took me as “a typical rebellious teen” someone who “didn’t realise the importance of her future”. From this, dad took my phone, my laptop and enforced a new curfew. An eight o’clock curfew I might add. I hated that woman, and the feeling was mutual. This woman didn’t give a damn about me, she was just trying to torture me.