Inducement

He couldn't help looking at her. She wasn't a model; nor was she the prettiest girl in school, and yet to him, she was gorgeous. She had long black hair. It was wavy, and reminded him of the ocean at night. She had bright blue eyes; the kind that you could loose yourself in. Amy is special to him, and he can't help but steal a glance at her every other minute. They made eye contact, and his cheeks turned the color of plums, and he looked away.
She was the new girl to school, and he had introduced her to all her teachers and his friends. Even though they knew each other since the beginning of the quarter, she still gave him shivers with those bright eyes of hers, and her perfect lips, and her soft skin-

"Nick!"she cried out. "Nick." she said softer.

"Yeah?"

"So what are you up to?"

"Umm.. About to go to class." He pondered why she was talking to him, they had barely spoken before.

"Oh, right. Of course. I was just wondering if maybe.. Are you free Friday night?"

He looked at her with bewilderment. Him? She was asking him? Not in a million years would he have thought that she would have asked him out. But he also felt ashamed he hadn't asked her first. It's a man's job, he thought, and the guy is supposed to ask the girl, not the other way around.

"Yeah, I'm free." Nick replied. Little did he know what was actually going to happen.
Amy wasn't at all what people thought, she was different. She didn't fit in, always bullied, but Nick liked her all the same. But little did he know, she wasn't any ordinary girl. She had killed people. Everywhere she moved she had killed one person, and then moved again. She set her new target; it was Nick. And she had already lured him in.

Death Angels

She brushed his smooth, dark hair from his eyes. "Danny, please don't go."
     "I am sorry Anna, but it's too late, we're too late." Dan whispered to her, as tears streaked down her face. "It's too late."
     "No, I can still help, I can." She held his hand tightly. Blood is leaving his body to fast, she thought, How am I supposed to save him? She looked to here right, where the mangled body of her best friend, Sandra, lay.
     Sandra was her best friend since grade school, she had been there for her for everything, good or bad; and yet she wasted Sandra's life, to save the boy she loved, Danny. Now Dany was dying, right before her eyes, Sandra was dead, and it was all her fault. She was going to be alone for ever, because of a simple mistake she could have changed.
     She was on the run from an evil man, named Bathel. He wanted her because she had skills, assets, that no one her age could possibly have learned on her own. He thinks that she was specially trained by some league of operatives. But it's not true. Her DNA was changed for a specific purpose. The engineer working on her 'project' was trying to attempt to better adapt her for combat. She was meant to be used as a sort of body guard, or a protector, but when the lab tech guy was killed, it went all down hill from there.
     Bathel had been hunting her down for five years, since she was ten years of age, and he had finally gotten to her. He killed her best friend, and mortally injured the love of her life. What she was going to do now, was questionable. She didn't know how to handle this. Her brain was going haywire, trying to comprehend what had just happened. Thankfully Bathel was dead, killed by Danny in a gruesome fight to the death, but with a price to pay; Danny's own life.
     "Danny, you can't go. You can't leave me here." Anna whispered to Danny.
     "Anna, I just wanted to let you know-"
     "Shh.. Don't say it Dan. You're not going to die, okay? You're not going to die," she choked. It was hard for her to say anything with a huge lump in her throat.
     Anna looked around her. Danny was loosing a lot of blood, and he was growing very pale. Tears went from streaming, to pouring down her face, and an inauspicious feeling tugging at her gut. "Danny, I love you."
     With a final, deep breath, he replied, "I love you, too, my darling." His eyes glassed over, and his body went limp. That was the end of Danny, and the end of her life as well. For she took a knife lying to her right. "If I can't live with you, then I don't feel how I can continue." She plunged the scimitar deep into her sternum, and fell onto Dan's chest. With her last breath, she said, "Thank you, my love." And so she went with Sandra and Danny to the Golden Gates, where they met their savior.