Writing Hope with a Twist

[Talon]

[color=teal][i]Who am I? This is the question..... the question with no answer. My self is unimportant. I am no one. But... why do I exhist? What reasons have I for being alive......[/i]

Tess woke with a start, her alarm clock ringing in her ears. Shutting it off, she crept out of bed, looking for her clothes. As she dressed in clothes all too familiar and comfortable to her, she smiled. Her leather jacket, black tee shirt, black jeans, and combat boots weren't there for the fearful appearance, but merely for comfort. The appearance was merely a welcome side-affect, completed by dark, frameless shades. She walked into the street, heading off for work. She crossed the street, smiling gently as she thought of what she and James had done the night before. The test had shown up negative, and she was all the more joyful she hadn't gotten pregnant. Her gothic nature somehow clouded and nullified in James' company. When she got to work, she expected him to be waiting with open arms at the doors to her work, MicroTech. She was mildly surprised when she found he wasn't there. She walked upstairs to her office, programming a new lock for school lockers, when James' sister showed up, teary-eyed. Tess' joy instantly turned into a really bad feeling.
"Tess? I'm sorry....he tried not to be late....he didn't slow down when the train was coming....I'm so sorry."
"Daisy, what.....you mean...James....he's.....dead?"
It was all Daisy could do to nod her head and cry. Tess clutched her heart, the tears coming all too quickly. her life lost all meaning in less than three seconds. She couldn't take it anymore. She was underpaid, overworked, undervalued, and overstressed, but James kept her going. Without him, she couldn't function. Daisy hugged her briefly, then went off to tell her mother about James' accident. When Daisy left, Tess opened her window, eight stories up from the ground. She jumped....

Whitney sighed as he walked near the MicroTech building, his life completely meaningless. He had no friends, no family, and he was all alone. His days as a football player had been numbered when he graduated to college and earned a degree in law enforcement, but it didn't matter. He was alone. He heard a woman screaming from above him and it took one snap decision to dive forward and catch her. He heard his arm snap, he felt his shoulder twist. But the woman was safe. That was what mattered. He groaned, and the woman looked at him.
"Does hell always have cute bodyguards?"
"Oh, funny, but right now, my arm feels like hell."
"Why did you save me? I jumped for a reason."
"Like I care. Could you please get off my arm. I think you broke it. Are you okay, anyway?"
"Yeah, I think....thank you."
She tried to stand, but her legs caved under her. Her left knee was fractured horribly. Whitney helped her up, carrying her to the hospital as best he could with a single broken arm. They ended up in the same room together....

[center][b]Two Months Later[/b][/center]

Whitney walked out of the hospital with Tess in his arms. He smiled brightly as tess held her stomach, glad she was carrying Whitney's baby. They turned onto the street that MicroTech was located on, heading for their respective jobs on that night. The company had changed very little, except for the odd figure in front of the building. The man carried a gun, which he aimed right at Tess. In one fluid motion, Whitney stepped in front of Tess, taking three bullets, dying instantly. Tess cried out, dropping to her knees to hold her dead lover when the mysterious man stepped int the light....
It was James.
Tess screamed, a rotting corpse standing in front of her. As he aimed a gun right at her, he grinned evilly.
"Join me in death, you faithless wench. I swore I'd come back! I swore, yet you went and got pregnant with him! DIE!"
A single gunshot echoed across the cityscape, and when the workers came the next morning, they found a gun and three dead bodies. The first two were recognizable, but nobody could identify the mysterios third body....[/color]

[Raquel]

That was... Strange... I think it could have been longer though...