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[[You'll, the creator of this is in and out very rarely. If you pm him, you'll can probably hop in before it is too late...]]
Faith saw that Cody fainted. She never saw such a sensitive boy in her life, or maybe it was because she stayed with such a brutal boyfriend.
She hated to see Diedre go, and hoped that she would be okay walking to Mike's house alone. At the time though, she was just worried about Cody.
Then surprisingly, her cell phone rang, and wondered who could have gotten her number.
"Hello, this is the assistant to Nicoli Carpathea. He has heard that you are cousin to Buck Williams, and would like to meet you when you got a chance."
"Buck? He is still here..." Faith thought to herself. She never got to talk to her cousin often but she knew that he wasn't too religious himself and might need to hear about it from someone. She didn't really trust Nicoli, but if Buck was around him, she was very worried about her cousin.
"Is Buck there?"
"Not at the moment, but he is coming over and would like for you to come over as well to see that you are okay..."
"Alright..." Faith got down the address, then thanked him hanging up the phone. She looked at Cody and after talking to the pastor a bit, headed out on the street, and dialed Mike's number hoping either one of them would be there...
No one picked up, so Faith left a message.
"Diedre, Mike... my cousin is in trouble... I have to go see Nicoli Carpathea but I am not to sure about him... If you get this, please come to this address and tell them you are Faith William's friend so they will let you in..." The in fear, but determination, she headed down the street.
((Okay, I'll PM the creator, but until then here is my character))
Name: Livvy
Age: 15 (16 in about a month)
Gender: Female
Hair color: Black
Eye color: Very dark brown (almost black)
Weight/Height: 98 lbs/4'7"
Other: Long, thin scar from right eyebrow down to the corner of her lips.
Running. Its all she ever seemed to do anymore. Time after time, family after family. Livvy has always been that person where you watched her carefully to make sure she didn't steal your money. Or the little girl that you never would let your children play with on the playground because she was dirty and didn't have any parents. Even the countless orphanages thought that. Livvy just wasn't the girl you wanted to be around, in fear she had some mental disease and it would rub off on you if you interacted with her. She bounced from family to family, each one having the same excuse: "Livvy just wasn't that perfect little girl we were looking for."
Livvy didn't want a family anyways. She figured that they were just there to tie you down so you couldn't fly. Well, Livvy caught on quickly to this. About a week after the last family returned her to the orphanage, she ran off. Nobody really knew where, but they sure were glad. "A trouble maker," most families would say. So, she ran into the city, never to be seen by the perfect families and snobby orphanages again.
Then yesterday, about three years after she ran from the orphanage, she was running once more, but this time from the little old man at the fruit stand. But then, something changed. Everyone disappeared. Not just disappeared, but completely vanished. Not like Livvy did from the orphanage, no. It was like they just ran away... but how could over 500 people just run away at the same time? She turned to look for the old man behind her, expecting him to be panting and slowly quitting his chase, but instead saw a pile of clothes drop onto the gravel. She walked closer to inspect it, and could see that the half-moon spectacles he wore were laid neatly next to his wedding band and gold good-luck bracelet.
As Livvy looked around in present-day time, she was horror-struck at the thousands of cars piled up on top of eachother. It seemed that after the disappearances and the unexpected tornado, people began to just lose all hope in survival. "The world is coming to an end!" Livvy heard a woman scream before diving into the pile of cars, aiming for the area that was on fire. She looked around for any sign of human life, anybody that could give her answers. Was this supposed to happen? She hasn't seen a news broadcast, let alone a television in 5 years.
She picked up her pace and started running again, this time determined not to stop running until she found someone. Someone who could give her answers. After what seemed to be an hour, she took a break and just walked around, looking for any buildings that had some form of human life. Finally, she spotted a small, white structure. She watched as a young woman run inside quickly with a boy about her age. 'Finally!' Livvy thought as she walked quickly over to the building.
She pushed open the heavy wooden doors, hoping silently they had some food after hearing her stomach groan violently. She snuck around quietly, looking for the boy and the girl, when she heard two deep voices conversing. Follwing the voices, she watched as an older man talked quietly to the same boy she saw outside. Livvy walked in timidly and sat down in one of the pews before standing up quickly after the boy fainted. She leaned next to the boy and looked up at the older man before she spoke for the first time in over a year.
"What happened? Is he going to be okay?
((Sorry its so long! I was trying not to make it as long as I did, but I was trying to fit my character in the story to where it made sense and explained her history somewhat and where she was at the time of the rapture.))
Thanks. I had no idea how to spell it!!!((Just to let you know, its Nicolae Carpathia))
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