Okay so here's another story..., The Apocalypse one wasn't working for me so yeah... Options

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To those who happen to go on Quizilla and read my stories, which I bet is no one here, this may seem a bit familiar; that's because I'm re-writing my Patrick Stump fan fic and turning it into a longer original story so I can enter it in a contest. Yeah...

So here is chapter one...If you want to read more, say so, because I have four chapters written so far.


The thunder crashed, lightning emitting from the dark and dreary clouds above Elana's hooded-yet-still-drenched head. The seventeen-year-old green-eyed girl shoved her cold hands into the pockets of her black jacket which was soaked through with rain, causing her fingers to become even colder than moments before. Raising her head slightly, Elana finally viewed her family's apartment looming in the distance; however, with nobody else around, the place she called "home" would still be as bitter as the plummeting rain.

She quickened her pace, eager to escape from the storm which seemed to be gaining power and losing temperature with every other step she took. Out of the corner of her eye, Elana noticed a black--or navy blue, she could not see very well in the dark--van slow down and drive at her speed. She glanced questioningly at it, pondering what the driver was doing, or what he or she would do next. Within seconds, whomever was behind the wheel lowered their window, revealing a man in his early thirties with dark hair and deep, gray, menacing eyes.

"Need a ride?" he shouted over the thunder, an accent which Elana could not quite place dripping off every word spoken.

She began walking faster, "No, thank you," she replied nervously, approaching a crosswalk. Unfortunately, the man in the dark car also stopped in attempt to pursue his offer.

"Please," he insisted, "get in and I'll drive you the rest of the way."

She tapped her foot on the pavement, impatiently pushing the button, mentally begging the sign to give her the signal to cross the street unharmed. She tried to ignore the persistent man on the road beside her who was refusing to give up and leave her alone.

"What do you want?" she demanded, still shivering from the rain, "Will you just let me walk home?"

He then opened the door and stepped out; Elana would have run across the street to her apartment, but cars continued to zoom by on the street ahead. The man forcefully grabbed her arm, throwing her into the back of his van, concealing her image from any onlookers. He jumped back into the front seat and began to drive off, grateful for the darkness cast over the city.

They had been driving for a while, silent tears cascading down Elana's cheeks as she gazed out the window, watching the buildings zoom by.

"Do you know why you are here?" her kidnapper eventually spoke, his sinister voice giving Elana slight chills.

She shook her head nervously, not wanting to say anything to upset him in any way and trigger him to cause her any harm.

"Good," he stated simply, not bothering to explain why it was to his advantage that she had no fleeting idea of why he had taken her.

Elana scowled, "Are you planning on telling me at all?" she demanded.

The man glanced back at her quickly, an up-to-no-good smile plastered on his face and a slight sense of madness swimming in his eyes. He paused for a moment, as if searching for the correct words, if there were any to tell.

"Let me put it this way," he acknowledged as if speaking to a small child, "If I were to inform you right now of the reason you are here, you would be asking millions of questions I do not have the time nor patience to answer. Frankly, you wouldn't understand."

"Oh, really?" she challenged, "Try me."

The man slammed on the brakes with such force that would have sent Elana crashing into passenger's seat had it not been for a safety belt restraining her. He turned around in his seat and glared at her with menacing eyes, the same madness still obviously lurking inside.

"Trust me," he sneered maliciously, "you wouldn’t understand. You will find answers sooner or later, but for right now, you are going to need to be a little patient and wait until the time comes for you to know more than your pretty little mind ever wanted to know."

She again nodded as her kidnapper smiled a twisted smile, turning back around and pressing the gas pedal, speeding off into the night and leaving Elana with the still unanswered questions.

That's it! If I made any grammar/spelling mistakes, please tell me, and if you have any suggestions on making it better or a more appropriate word to use in a certain situation, tell me that too.

Thanks for reading!