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Owen Chambers

"I'm fluent in english and sarcasm"

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a character in “Until Dawn”, as played by shadowseductress



ImageFull Name: Owen Jeffery Chambers
Nickname/ Known by Owen
Age: 21
Sexuality Heterosexual

Appearance: Owen looks pretty similar to his sister. They both are natural red heads and have alarming green eyes and pale skin. Like his sister, he is also very fit. He has a slender build but is muscular. He is very tall at almost 6'3. He wears form fitting shirts most of the time and jeans. His hair is always messy, but he doesn't care. Unlike his sister he is very confident and radiates a "I don't give a shit" attitude.


Special Skills:
Strength: Owen tends to work out his angsty tendencies at the gym, so despite his lean body he is very strong. He has no problem moving large items or picking people up over his shoulder.

Guns:He spent his high school years as part of the drill team and the ROTC. He knows his way around a gun. He was going to enlist at one point, but decided it would be more fun to piss of his dad instead.

Owen isn't all that he appears to be. To those who don't know him he is quiet and a hard worker and doesn't want anything to do with anyone else. His family knows different. He moved with his mother and sister after his parents divorced but got a little studio apartment away from them the second he turned 18. He loves his sister, but thinks his mother is a little dependent upon her and takes advantage of her kindness. To those he dislikes he tends to be angry and sarcastic. He doesn't know how to talk about his feelings so instead he is know to go from being silent to having extreme outbursts.

Favorite Food: Cookie Dough


How long you have been in Aurora: 6 years

History: Owen has always been a protective force in Vicky's life. His father was always about appearances. Stay in line, don't speak unless spoken to, don't do anything to make him look bad. He was hard on little Vicky who was such a free spirit. He was often in trouble for standing up for her. His father eventually went on to become Mayor and his image became even more important to him. Owen began to rebel just to outrage his father. Eventually his mother tired of it all and they divorced, moving them to Aurora.

Owen blames himself for their divorce although he still thinks it was the best decision for his family. His mother and sister took his mothers maiden name after the divorce, but Owen kept his father's last name. He is probably the only one who knows about Vicky's black outs. Although he hasn't gotten her to tell him about them herself. He spends his time now working at Hermit's Hardware and other odd jobs to keep afloat.


So begins...

Owen Chambers's Story


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She was beautiful on the floor, majestic almost. Her body was designed for this, it was as if some higher power made her specifically for this. She nailed the jumps, perfected the flips, stuck every landing with expert grace. Being a child prodigy was over, but it didn't take away from the beauty that was Victoria Bell doing an acrobatics routine. When she was done, she went over to the bleachers and wiped her now sweaty face with a towel. She quickly drank down some of her water and sat down to rest a while.

It was routine of hers. Go to class in the morning, teach class after, and then rap it up with practicing herself. She refused to be one of those acrobats that lost everything and got lazy once reverting to teacher. Vicky had thought many times about possibly auditioning for the Olympics, or going pro in some way, but she couldn't bring herself to do it. She didn't know if it was a fear or rejection, or just that she had gotten attached to this little town. She loved it, she finally felt the breath of freedom finally being out from underneath her father's ever pressing thumb.

Plus she was still going to school, did she want to jeopardize her degree by going pro? She shook the thoughts away and collected her gym bag. She took one look back at the gym and sighed. She would think about it another time. For now, she would being her slow walk back to the dorm.

The sun was setting, seeming to set the world on fire as she set her pace homeward. The air was cool, fall finally setting in and taking summer by force. The cool air felt good on her hot skin. She sighed as she saw the boys approaching her. Jared and his friends had been giving her a hard time almost every day. They seemed to catch on to her routine.

“Hey Vicky!” He yelled over to her. Vicky mustered a sweet smile.

“Jared, how nice to see you.” She said sweetly.

Have you thought about my offer?” He was close to her now, leaning against the fence, blocking her path.

“As sweet as it is Jared, my answer is still no.” He had been trying to get her to go out with him for the last 6 months. Unfortunately he just was not Vicky's type.

“Come on Vicky, you wouldn't regret it.” She could see the lust in his eyes, it gave her chills, she shivered involuntarily.

“I'm sure I wouldn't, but sadly, my answer is still no. Now if you will please excuse me, it is rather cold out here and I'm not dressed for it.” She quickly walked past him, her yoga pants flapping against her calves in the wind as she did.

“You'll come around!” Jared yelled after her, his friends snickering in the background.

Once she was safely in the warmth of her dorm room, she let out a deep sigh. She dropped her bag on the floor and flopped on her bed. Almost, as if on cue, her cell phone rang,. She looked at the caller ID and saw her mom's picture.

“Hey mom,” she answered

“Hey sweetie! I was just calling to check in on you, how are you doing?”

“Good,” Vicky laughed “You ask that every day.”

“I know I just worry about you, part of being a mother and all.”

“How are things at work? Still working hard?” Vicky asked.

“Oh yeah, we just got another patient from a neighboring town, I guess their hospital couldn't care for him. He has our doctors baffled, we have been in a tizzy all day.”

“Sorry to hear that.”

“Have you heard from your brother?” It was a loaded question. Owen didn't speak to his mother, but did in fact keep in touch with his little sister. He had some hard feelings toward his parents.

“He's fine Mom.”

“Good. Good. Well, I'm on break at work, so I have to get back, I love you. Don't study too hard.” She said sweetly, covering the hurt in her voice.

“Okay thanks mom, take care.. Love you too.” With that she hung up and went hunting for her psychology text book.


“So, if you are free after your shift maybe we could grab a burger or something?” The cute brunette at the counter inquired. Owen smirked, even covered in a dusty hardware store apron he managed to bring in the cuties. She seemed nice enough, but Owen worked too much to really have time to be serious with any one, and he wasn't the type to lead someone on.

“Sorry, I stay pretty busy. But I seriously appreciate the offer,”He said with a handsome smile. He brushed his red hair from his forehead and with a grunt, lifted the heavy bag of feed off the pallet and moved it to the shelf.

“Can I get your number?” her voice was sweet and endearing. Owen regretted not being able to go out with her. “Maybe, you will have some free time soon.”

With a resigned sigh he pulled out his phone to exchange numbers, but instead there was a missed call. Vicky never bothered him unless it was something important.

“Sorry I need to take a call real quick,” He said before running to the back room to call Vicky back. It rang so long that Owen was convinced it was going to go to voicemail, but finally a watery voice answered the phone.

“Vicky what is it?” He asked his obviously crying sister.

“Sorry it took so long, the cops just left my dorm,” She said weakly.

“Cops? What is going on?” Owen said already getting ready to leave. Thankfully Mr. Hermit was pretty understanding.

“Nothing it's okay now Owen, I was just a little shaken up,” his sister tried to comfort him.

“Vicky what happened?” he asked worriedly.

“Some idiot from school. He showed up at my dorm and it just shook me up. The cops just took him away. It's all okay now...”

“Stay there. I am on my way,” Owen commanded.

“No Owen! I'm fine... I just said...” Owen hung up and quickly found Mr. Hermit. He gave him an apologetic explanation and Mr. Hermit told him to go.

“You never ask to leave early Owen, go on. It's okay.” That was all the encouragement Owen needed. He jumped in his beat up truck and was on the way to the college. Whoever was messing with Vicky had better be grateful that the cops took him away. Because if Owen got a hold of him his fate would have been a lot worse.

It wasn't long before he was knocking on Vicky's door. He heard Vicky talking to him before she ever even let him in.

“What are you doing here? You had work today. I told you not to come.” Vicky said hurriedly. She angled her body, obviously trying to block something from view. Owen pushed past her, and stopped in his tracks. He could smell a metallic smell, small blood stains on Vicky's white carpet.

“What happened? Are you hurt?” Owen grabbed Vicky's face looking her over.

“I'm fine!” Vicky said loudly, pulling free.

“What happened?” her brother asked firmly, obviously not letting this go.

“I...” her emerald eyes began to well up again. “...I don't really know Owen” Owen grabbed her and pulled him into her chest as she began to sob. He knew about her black outs. He knew that sometimes she did things she couldn't explain.

“What do you remember?” the ginger asked. They had never really talked about her lapses of memory, he wasn't even sure if she knew that he knew about them.

“This guy, he's been hitting on me all semester and I just blow him off. I don't know how but he found my dorm and he forced his way in. I think he was drinking. I kept trying to get him to leave, but he wouldn't. I screamed for help. And then....” She dropped off. Owen gave her a meaningful look.

“It's okay. You can tell me anything. You know that.” His voice low and soothing.

“The next thing I know he was bleeding a little, and the cops came and took him away. His arm was broken Owen!” She started sobbing to the point that the rest of her sentence was totally indistinguishable. He thought he heard her say 'I thought I was done with this' but he wasn't sure and he didn't ask.

“Shhh it's okay,” he said rubbing her back in small circles. [color=#4E9258]“It's late you have school tomorrow. Go to sleep. I'll crash in the arm chair to make sure everything stays mellow tonight okay?” Vicky nodded and made her way to her bed.

Owen flopped in the chair and began flipping through his phone, knowing all to well that he would sleep very little tonight.


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Vicky woke before her alarm as usual. She nudged her brother's sleeping form and he stirred immediately, ready for the attack. He took a breath, seeing his messy haired sister and sighed, flopping back in the chair.

“You should probably get home,” Vicky said with a smile. Owen gave a sleepy nod and sat up, holding his back and stretched. Sleeping in the arm chair could not have been too cozy.

“Hey,” Owen said with a yawn. “Keep your phone on you today, if anything happens call me. Seriously Vicky, you are all I have left. I wont let anything happen to you.” Vicky nodded, and tousled her brother's ginger hair.

“Okay, okay, now go home and shower. You left wood shavings all over my chair,” She teased. Owen waved her off and threw his jacket on and left.

Vicky began her normal routine, shower, dress, breakfast, brush teeth, makeup, and then out the door. The brisk air was refreshing as she walked to class and she was sad when she had to enter the building. Classes went by in a blur, the normal book reading, note taking rut. She was happy when she got out of class, because she had her junior team to teach after. Vicky absolutely loved teaching, depending on how her class behaved she might even say she liked it better than doing routines herself. Something about being able to watch her little ones grow and improve, it gave her a sense of purpose unlike anything else she did.

She got to the gym before the kids and decided to work out a new routine for her champion team. It was a simple but pretty routine, something easy enough for her class to memorize. She was hard at work, sweat pouring from her brow when the kids started filing in. She said hello to the parents that came to drop their children off.

“Okay guys!” Vicky said as she entered the gym, slinging her book bag against the wall. “Let's go ahead and start warming up. We are going to work on our competition routine today.” She went through the warm up stretches with her class. It was mostly girls, a few boys all ages 8-12. She loved all of them. Class went pretty smoothly, they worked on an old routine until it was time for them to leave. They did well, and Vicky was feeling exponentially better by the time they were done.

“Okay kiddos!” Vicky called over the chatter. “We are done for the day, those of you staying for my championship team please take a seat on the bleachers.” The kids that were not staying filed out leaving only about ten children. She let them breath for a little bit before she made them get down to business.

“Alright, I have a new routine for us to learn before the big competition next week. I know it is last minute, but I feel like we might need a back up...” She was quickly cut off buy the alarms blaring. Vicky gave the flashing lights a quizzical look.

“Are we having a fire drill Miss Vicky?” asked one of the girls.

“No,” Vicky answered.“That is the lock-down code” Sure enough, the intercom started up.

“We are now in lock-down.” the woman said over the loudspeaker, her voice was panicked and shaky.

“Okay guys, to the locker rooms, come on...” She herded them, her own heart pounding in her chest.

“Is this a drill?” one of the ten girls asked.

“It's okay,” Vicky dodged the question, “Just head into the locker room okay?” They followed her instructions, although not silently, despite Vicky's attempts to shush them.

Vicky pulled out her cellphone, looking for answers. Her mother didn't answer her cell. When that didn't work she started Googleling things on her phone. Thank god, for technology. She didn't find much, just news that Freeman Medical Center had an incident. The hospital was also in lock down.

She started to panic that her mother hadn't gotten back to her and instead decided to call and check on Owen.


Owen stared out the window as a large quantity of sirens filled the air. It seemed the cops and the firefighters were all headed somewhere. Owen shook his head, and got back to work. He had a lot to do because he had left early the day before.

“Do you know what's going on Owen?” Mr. Hermit called to him. Owen shook his head.

“I can't see anything,” Owen said with a shrug.

“I bet it's some thugs over at Bert's!” Hermit said with a grunt. Owen rolled his eyes. According to Hermit, there was always some thugs over at Bert N' Ernie's.

His phone rang, it was his mother. Owen rolled his eyes she knew better than to call him. She knew he wasn't going to answer. He silenced the phone and put it back in his pocket, disgruntled. A few minutes later it rang again, Owen pulled the phone out in a grump but instead it was Vicky's number.

“What's wrong?” Owen said hurriedly. The chances of both his mother and Vicky calling him for nothing weren't good.

“Do you know what is going on?” Vicky asked worriedly. “They have us on lock down,”

“Lock down?” He thought back to the cop cars. “No, I've been at work I haven't heard a thing.”

“All I can find out online is that something happened at the hospital, me and my team are locked in the locker rooms.” Owen felt a numbness wash over him. Something had happened at the hospital. His mother had just tried to call him, maybe she was working.

“I'll call you in a sec Vicky. Call me if something changes.” He didn't wait for her reply. He hung up and immediately dialed his mother back for the first time in several years. The phone rang for an eternity and finally went to voice mail. The same thing happened no matter how many times he called.

“Mr. Hermit?”Owen called, a shakiness to his voice. Hermit just waved him on understanding. Owen fled from the store with vigor in his step.


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The entire city seemed to be in an uproar as Owen spread down the streets toward the middle school. His car practically skid into the parking lot as he arrived and he exited the cars. Cops were everywhere and Owen could almost feel the fear that rolled off of the city.

“Owen!” he heard Vicky yell for him. It took him a while to spot her, but eventually he saw her face poking out of a small window near the ground.

“Are you okay?” He asked in a rush.

“Yeah we are okay for now. What is going on?” She asked. Owen could hear the worried children crying from within the locker room below.

“I have no idea. Can you get out of there?” He gestured to the small window.

“Uh...probably. But I'm not going to leave the kids.” Owen rolled his eyes, his sister was ever the bleeding heart.

“Okay, okay. How many do you have down there?” He asked.

“Ten.” Vicky replied with a quick look back to be sure.

“Hold tight,” Owen said with a grunt.

“Like I have a choice?” She asked lightly. Owen made his way to the group of people at the door of the school, most of them looked like worried parents. If he could get the kids away from Vicky he could get his sister to safety.

“Hey!” He yelled over the crowd. When they quieted down he suddenly felt kind of nervous. Talking in front of people was not his strong suit.

My sister is in there with some children. How many of you have kids in the acrobatics program?” A few raised their hands. Owen nodded. “Good come over here for a moment?” He regretted it as soon as he said it because the small hoard of parents immediately started bombarding him with questions.

“Are they alright?”

“What is going on in there?”

“Woah! You're kids are fine. I'm about to return them to you!” Owen said hushing the crowd. He counted nine. There were nine parents here which still left one kid without a parent. Owen cursed, it looks like he would be giving a kid a ride home.

“Stay here for a bit, I'm going to go get your kids.” Owen said. He rushed over to Vicky's window.


The locked door behind them started to move. Something was pushing against it. Vicky was suddenly very glad her brother was coming to their rescue. It didn't take a rocket scientist to decide that something was amiss. Suddenly the sounds became more violent outside the door, loud bangs and moans.

“Vicky!” He heard Owen shout. Vicky climbed back up the lockers to look out the window.

“Yeah?” She called.

“Most of the parents are out here. Let's get the kids out of there.” Owen explained. Vicky sighed. That sounded good.

“Yeah. I'll boost them up, you pull them out.” Vicky commanded. She explained what was going on to her kids and began to hoist them up on the lockers. With Owen's help she had all of them out in just minutes.

“Alright, your turn sis,” Owen said offering his hand. Vicky took a breath and scaled the lockers. It was going to take some flexibility to get out. The window was narrow and some of the children had a hard time squeezing through.

“Get them to their parents and get out of my way, it's going to take me a minute.” Owen nodded and soon was out of view. Vicky let most of the air out of her lungs and got her head through the window. She pulled her right arm through and her shoulder, hearing her bones pop. Fully exhaling she got her other arm and part of her chest through. Her waist made it through rather easily. She could hear the bangs on the doors grow in volume.

Slowly she wiggled her hips through, the sides scraping her skin to the point of broken flesh. If she could get her hips through she would be sold. They were the widest part of her body.

“How are you doing?” Owen's voice called

“Slowly, but I'll make it.” Vicky called back. She heard the doors groaning and she could feel her heartbeat quicken. There was something unnatural about the door. If it was an intruder wouldn't they had just shot through it or unscrewed the door knob? Or at the very least left to bother another part of the school? She couldn't see through the window at all, her hips taking up most of the narrow space.

There was a loud groan and a thud. The door had broken free.

“Owen!” Vicky screamed. Owen didn't hesitate, he grabbed her around her chest, under her arms and pulled with all of his strength. She felt something grab her ankle and she began to panic. What was going on? She asked herself for the millionth time. Vicky cried out in pain as the window squeezed her, but she was able to break free, all put her left shoe which was left in the assailant’s hands.

“Someone grabbed me. We have to go.” Vicky said pushing her brother away from the window. She was pretty confident no one but her and the children would have been able to squeeze out of it.

“Someone was in there?” Owen asked in a panic.

“They broke in while I was pulling free.” Vicky explained. Owen quickly turned to one of the cops talking to the parents and told him about the intruder being in the locker room. He got on his radio and started talking to some cops she assumed were already in the building.

Vicky looked down at the scared child holding on to Owen's pant leg.

“Lilly? Where are your parents?” Vicky asked.

“I don't know,” She said with a whimper.

“We'll take her home.” Owen said to silence his sister.

“Miss Vicky, I don't feel well. I feel dizzy.” Lilly said weakly. Owen gave his sister a quizzical look.

“She has low blood sugar problems, her peanut butter crackers are in the locker room.” The ginger explained to her brother.

“Okay there is a grocery store across the street. Let's go get her something and then get the heck out of here.” Owen said pulling the two along. They hopped in Owen's truck and the drove to the grocery store. The place looked mostly abandoned which was weird after being at the school.

“Stay close to me,” Owen said lowly. “We don't know what is going on.” Vicky nodded and gave Lilly a comforting smile. The poor child was scared out of her wits.

Even the workers seemed to have abandoned the place. The aisles were a mess as if people had been in here looting. It seemed the whole city was in some sort of crisis.

“Hello?” Owen called, holding both Vicky and Lilly behind him. He pulled a gun from inside his jacket. Vicky stared at and made a mental note to ask her brother why he was carrying a gun at a later note.

“Anyone here?” He shouted.


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Julia was forced awake by Jenny at the crack of dawn, and she wasn't happy about it. Just because Jenny was eager about seeing their mutual friend, she thought Julia would feel the same. She wasn't of course, the other girl was just delusional. Their friend was in a coma, it's not like he would notice if they were there or not. It may have been heartless of her, but when someone interrupted her sleep, she was allowed to be as heartless as she wanted.

"Why?" Julia asked, sitting up in her bed.

"Why what?" Jenny asked, tilting her head to the side.

"Why must you barge in here and act like you own it?" She asked, crossing her arms over her chest.

"Because I'm your best friend and I'm allowed," The other girl stated, before walking from the room. Julia watched her through narrowed eyes, and then stood up to get ready for the day.

One hour later, they were at the hospital, visiting their friend. He was in a coma, so they were the ones doing the talking. They told him about their day and then let him in on all the things they had planned for when he woke up. Julia felt bad by then, she shouldn't have thought those things. It didn't hurt her to wake up early and visit one of her best friends in the hospital. Maybe it was true, she was heartless and needed to learn a nicer approach.

Hours went by and Julia sighed when she glanced at her watch. "Sorry buddy, but we have to go. We'll come back sometime tomorrow," She told the sleeping man and leaned up to kiss his forehead. She would be lying if she said she never had a crush on him. She'd also be lying if she said the accident wasn't her fault. Putting those thoughts to the side, Julia stood to her feet and walked toward the door.

"Give me a minute with him?" Jenny asked and Julia nodded, quietly exiting the room. She stood there and sighed, it wasn't lost on her that Jenny was in love with him. Timmy was in love with her too, she wasn't stupid. She was okay with it though, her crush on him long since vanished.

She twisted left and right and once she spotted the bathroom, she rushed toward it. She was stopped along the way, when someone grabbed her. She let out a scream and spun around, knocking the man back. The man just launched forward again and latched onto her. She tried to brush him off, he was older and she didn't want to hurt him. But when he tried to bite her, she pulled her fist back and punched him.

The man staggered back and a sharp pain shot through her hand. Her face scrunched and she held it to her chest, before she took off down the hall. She was caught along the way and screamed, but once she saw that it was Jenny, she calmed down. Her body was shaking and she took a deep breath, grabbing her best friend's hand.

"We need to go," she muttered and then pulled the girl along. She was yanked back before she could get too far and heard Jenny yelp behind her. Julia turned around just in time to see her best friend being scratched by the man who attacked her. While pushing the man away, she noticed a man being bitten by a woman down the hall.

She grabbed Jenny again and they both ran out of the hospital. Once they were in the safety of the car, Julia noticed that the hospital was going on lock down and she tilted her head.

"You sure you don't want to get back in there? That man scratched you," Julia asked and Jenny shook her head. That was the end of that conversation, it was pointless to argue with Jenny. So Julia dropped it and sighed. She was sure it was nothing, things like that happened all the time in the hospital. At least she hoped it would be alright.

As she and Jenny drove through the city, she noticed that people were starting to act crazy. She looked around, confused. They hadn't left the hospital that long ago and yet it only took that time for everyone to start freaking out. She shook her head and was about to say something snarky, but cut herself off when she saw Jenny.

"Pull into that store parking lot, now." She ordered, her best friend looked like she was about to pass out. Once they were out of the car, Julia glanced around, noting that no one was around. With the way people were acting, she believed they would be safer in the store. She held onto her best friend and lead her. Once they were in, she sat her down and ran a hand through her hair. She would drive, but she didn't have her license.

She didn't notice that another person was in the store, all she could focus on was the fact that her best friend looked like she was about to die. She had heard something when she entered, but she didn't pay it much mind. She thought that if it were anyone, they wouldn't harm her.

She crouched in front of Jenny and was about to say something, but stopped when she heard a voice. She turned her head to see a little girl, a young woman with red hair and a guy with a gun. She gulped when her eyes landed on the weapon, she didn't like the looks of that. By what the shelves in the store looked like, they could have been looters as well.

"Don't shoot, please. There's something wrong with my friend and I'm just trying to find a way home," she said, taking a deep breath. She stood to her feet and took a couple of steps forward, praying that he wouldn't shoot.


Aiden sat in his living-room, resting his feet on the coffee table. He was flipping through channels when his eyes caught site of the hospital and then the city on screen. The woman talking in the foreground said that the hospital was on lock-down and the city in chaos. His brow raised and he rolled his eyes. Another government scam, he was sure. Scare the little people into doing more for them, even though they do most of the work. He didn't know how it was connected, but he was sure that it was.

After turning off the T.V, Aiden called Josh and asked if he knew that guys name. The one he bumped into at the junk yard. He didn't want karma to get him, just because he didn't stop to apologize. Luckily, Josh heard the owner of the junk yard say his name a couple of times. Andrew was his name, he would have to pay a visit and apologize, he just didn't want to at that moment. He wanted to have fun, so he asked Josh over to play video-games.

His thoughts went back to the hospital and he sighed. He was kind of worried about it, but he didn't want to be. If he worried about it, he would seem old and he didn't want that. So he decided to call his mom, who would ease his mind and all the while, he could break the news that he didn't get the job. He dialed her number and waited through the rings, glancing toward his T.V as he did.

"Hey, dear," his mom answered and he grinned.

"Hey ma, what're you doing?" He asked, turning the television back on and then turning down the volume. He turned it on a random channel and then turned his attention back on his mom.

"I'm not doing anything, I was sleeping, but you woke me. That's not what matters, what matters is the reason you're calling. I'm guessing you didn't get it?" She asked and he laughed, shaking his head.

"You know me so well," he said and his mom laughed.

"Hon, don't freat too much. One job isn't so bad, we would love for you to have one, but you will and I know it." She stated, and Aiden smiled.

"Thanks mom," he said and then remembered the hospital. "Don't worry too much if you hear something about the hospital or the city," he explained and when he heard his mom gasp and shook his head. "I said don't worry, ma. I'm not in the hospital, it's just on lock down. The city is kind of freaking out about it or something. And if something really is wrong, they'll have it cleared in no time," he said and his mom sighed from the other end.

"All right, don't scare me like that. I have to go, but call me if something happens, please?"

"I will, ma. Don't worry, now enjoy your vacation," Aiden said and once his mom hung up, he put his phone down and laid on the couch. His eyes drooped and within a minute, he was sleeping.

He really didn't have a care in the world.


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Andrew turned off the tv, tired of hearing the screaming anchor-woman on the other side of the screen. As silence finally took the place of the woman's scratchy voice, it was almost immediately interrupted by a scream. Andrew's head snapped towards his closed door, the feminine blood curling shouting making his insides turn. The scream continued and Andrew could feel the hairs on the back of his neck stand as they took the hint from his gut, he could feel the feeling he had got last night return.

"Mom?" Drew shouted making his way towards his door. The screaming sounded an awfully a lot like his mother's, and if there's one thing he learned from his mom while living with her, was her scream. He quickly threw his bedroom door open and ran down the stairs, stooping at the bottom at the sight before him.

His mother lay on the floor, the first aid kit a few feet away from her, Jeff's beer bottle lay next to her head. The liquid from the bottle easing out from the cracks and seeping into her hair. Jeff sat on top of her his face buried in her neck, his skin looked a sick greenish color and a tearing sound coming from his mother's skin as he tore into it.

"Hey get off my mom!" Andrew yelled running over to the two. He grabbed the older man's shoulder and threw him off of his crying mother. His mother looked up at him, her blue eyes wide and watery. Blood covered most off her body and still continued to run out of the big whole in her neck. Andrew covered his hand over the wound in a weak attempt at stopping the blood. A tear fell from his mother's eye as she brought her hand up to cover his.

" Andy....I love you." She got out weakly her voice soft and almost non-existence. Her bloody hand left his and she raised it to touch his cheek. She softly patted it before her hand slid down his face, leaving a trail of blood before it dropped to her side limply. Andrew stared down at her in horror as she breath out for the last time.

"Mom? Mom?" The blonde headed boy shook his mother still keeping one hand placed on her neck, he could feel the blood slipping past his fingers. "Wake up." He whispered as she continued to lay still, her face looking peaceful for the first time in over a decade.

The sound of growling quickly brought him away from his newly deceased mother, and he turned around to face her murder as the man slowly made his way towards him. "You killed her!" Andrew yelled at him, his eyes scanning over the man, not missing his bold shot eyes and hair that fell out a he walked.

Jeff jumped on Andrew trying to scratch at him, Andrew pushed him off at him his arm barely missed the man's snapping jaw. Jumping up he backed away from the crazy man as he continued to stalk towards him. Looking around Andrew quickly picked up a baseball bat, one he was surprised was still in his house, it was from when he played baseball as a young kid.

"Stay away from me you bastard!" Drew yelled at him pointing the end of the bat at the crazed man. Jeff continued to move fowrad though. Andrew hit him in his stomach, but it didn't even seem to phase Jeff as he lunged at him. He locked his arms around Andrew his teeth trying desperately to latch on as Andre wiggled out of his grip. Andrew swung at his mother's boyfriend once again. The bat connected with Jeff's head and instantly sent him hitting the ground like a ton of bricks.

Andrew stared at the man he once knew waiting for him to get up, once he didn't the impact of everything finally hit him and he dropped to his knees squeezing his eyes shut. His hands went up to his hair and he tangled his fingers in it. What was going on? He glanced over at his mother a lump forming in his throat before looking over at Jeff who's brains were currently splattered against the walls. What the hell happened? Why did Jeff suddenly turn into a cannibal and kill his mom? why had the bat not fazed him until he hit him in the head?

Andrew looked down at himself noticing for the first time that he was covered in blood, both from his mother and a little from Jeff. He wiped furiously at his face trying to get rid of the fast drying blood on his check. Letting out a shaky breath of air, Drew finally stood, feeling the chain around his neck thump against his chest.

Evelyn. He needed to see her. Right now. She was th only one he could think to talk to, and the only he had. Andrew was pretty sure she had a shift at the grocery store today. Bolting out the front door Andrew sprinted towards the grocery store. Chaos roared around him as crazed people like Jeff ran after people. Cars lay turned over and he could smell smoke. Finally reaching the grocery story he skid into the it. Immediately noticing no one was working. The place looked like a dump and he was pretty sure a significant amount of stuff was missing.

"Don't shoot, please. There's something wrong with my friend and I'm just trying to find a way home." Andrew turned to see a girl with brown her standing close to a girl on the ground who looked like she was ready to collapse. Two girls and a guy stood in front of him, their backs were turned to him. He guessed the older girl and boy were brother and sister due to their matching ginger hair. Clearing his throat he spoke up.

"Have you seen a girl with brown hair about this tall." He pointed to about his shoulder as he made his way towards the two red- heads and the little girl, eyeing the gun in the guys hand. He clutched the bat he had in his hand tighter.