The Worst of Times

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Hullo folks I'm back with in new book to tell you the story of how my brothers friend got stuck in a theatre trash can. Just kidding I'm here to write some fanfic's for your enjoyment and/or dissatisfaction.

Jane ran toward Jack fearlessly. Jack just smiled, his crooked smile and thrusted his sword into Janes chest.

Jane fell to the ground and scarlet blood began to flow from the wound, staining the ground around her. Jack then disappeared apparently happy with today's death toll.

"JANE," yelled Matthew his echoing across the clearing.

Suddenly he jumped down from his place in a nearby tree and ran over to Jane and held her half dead body as tears started to stream down his cheeks.

A few moments later Elijah walked over with a very tired and sick Jamie Mayberry. Elijah went to clam down Matthew as Jamie tried to save Jane.

"E-Eli" Matthew whispered as tears fell from his eyes like a waterfall.

"Ya Matt" Said Elijah trying his best to say clam himself.

"It-Its my fault..." Matthew trailed off and sunk into Elijah's Embrace, "It's my fault that Jane was attacked. I was supposed to attack him and I didn't."

"No it's not your fault that she was hurt none of us expected him to do any of this." Said Elijah Hugging Matthew even tighter and doing his best to comfort The boy.

"You mean it Eli," said Matthew his voice smaller than ever.

"Every word of it," said Elijah kissing Matthew's forehead.

Matthew blushed, the tears still didn't lessoning but he still relaxed in the boy warm arms and hoped for a miracle to save Jane.

Well folks I have no idea what to say here beside tell me if you liked the chapter. Bye for now.
~Toketee

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