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+ 1	Black Blood part Seven
+ 2	Black Blood part six
+ 4	Black Blood Part Five.
+ 5	Black Blood-part 4
+ 6	Black Blood-Part 3
+ 6	Black blood- part one
+ 9	Black Blood-part one

     Rosalie stamped her foot in frustration.

     "Why does stuff like this always happen to me!?"

     She was walking home from a party that had gotten to rowdy. Her boyfriend ,Eric, had gotten himself too drunk to drive, she was fifteen and didn't have her driver's licence, so she was stuck walking home at five in the fricken morning.

     "We are so over!!!" she bellowed, kicking at a rock lying in the road.

     "I bet if Mom and Dad knew I was here they would drive me home." she grumbled.

     For about another hour Rosalie stomped along in compolete silence.

     When she was just a few blocks away from her house, she felt a strange prickle on the back of her neck. Someone's watching me. she thought, as she whipped out her pocket knife. She looked into the alley that she had just passed and briefly saw a beautiful boy standing there. She blinked and he was gone. A shiver ran down her spine, and she sped up her pace.

     She walked until an intersection was in sight, and at a seconed glace she saw the same boy that she had seen earlier.

     His skin was like snow and he wore nothing but a pair of jeans and a men's tank top. His hair was long, untidy and black and it just touched his shoulders. In the light of the streetlamp she saw the golden pinpricks that were his eyes. Such a strange color....

     She blinked again and he wasn't there. Mystified, she rubbed her eyes and looked again. "Damn,is he a ghost or something?" she wondered aloud.

     All of a sudden she felt someone standing right behind her. She whirled around and came face to face with him.

     "Why in the name of Gerard Way are you following me?!" she yelled.

     His eyes glinted and for a millisecond he was gone. Before Rosalie could blink there was a sharp pain in her neck, and she was being drenched in a warm sticky something running down her torso that she knew was her own blood...

     And then everything went black....

 

    

 

 

 

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