Prologue: Nicole is a lonely teenager who has no companions. Her mom is a Neurosurgeon and her dad is a detective. She lives in Los Angeles, California. To make her days pass by she signed up to do the local paper route that she does every morning. On one particular paper route, a silver blur runs right in front of her. This siler blur turns out to be a Siberian Husky pup. She names her Misty and Misty becomes her pet. Not to long after bringing her home, Nicole notices that Misty isn't normal. It causes Nicole to dig deeper into Misty's past and solve a brewing mystery before it's too late.
Chapter One The birds chirped plesantly as the sun rose over the ocean horizon. It was the beginning of a new day in Los Angeles,California. A lengthy blonde headed adolescent moaned and groaned from the sun's intense rays striking her closed eyes making them feel warm. Her cerulean blue eyes blinked open as she yawned and stretched out. She got out of bed unwillingly and walked downstairs to eat her breakfast. Her dad was already at work, he was a detective. Her mom however was still home, but she was on call because she was a surgeon.
"Nicole, what would you like for breakfast," questioned her mother.
"Pancakes please," she replied drowsily. She slouched down in her chair as she waited for her mom to finish preparing her breakfast. Once the food was served and had been eaten, Nicole went upstairs and goy ready to do her morning paper route. She ran downstairs and grabbed her helmet and ran into the garage to get her bicycle. She had already folded all of the papers last night. She hopped on her bike and began peddling to the first house of her route. As she approached it she saw a siler blur run right in front of her causing her to wreck. She decided to disregard the silver blur and completed her paper route. As she passed the first house she slowed down. She wondered what the silver blur could have been and was getting very inquisitive. So she parked her bike on the side of the road and walked into the direction of where she has seen the blur run to. She looked around watchfully all around the area. She was just about to give up when she heard a whimper. It was a medium pitched cry comming from behind the shrubbery.
-- Edited by Nickie4681 at 21:09, 2007-07-16
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