True Angel Rewrite(In-Progress)(Cleo Carson) True Angel, Book 1
Prologue
Hey, you. Yes, you, the person reading this. It seems that you’ve gotten ahold of my journal somehow. I’m not sure how, but you have. Feel free to invade my privacy by reading it. No, I really don’t care if you read it. Just return it to me, my address is... oh, never mind, it wouldn’t be a good idea to put that up. I don’t want creeps following me around. If you’re reading this, just keep the journal, destroy it, whatever, I can always make a new one. Anyways, I guess, enjoy!

-Cleo

Chapter 1:
"Angel-1, Call 173, unknown emergency." The robotic female voice came through my radio.

"Dispatch, this is Angel-1, show me responding code 3," I replied through the radio, "ETA 5 minutes."

"Alright, just be careful, the caller said something about a gun," The dispatcher replied.

"I'm always careful!" I laughed into the radio, but secretly I was starting to get nervous. Something didn't feel right. as I pulled up to the property, I saw a locked gate. I would need to walk the rest of the way. As I got out of my car I heard a leaf crunch off to my left.

"Must be an animal," I told myself. Suddenly, a loud BANG sounded from where I had heard the crunch. I could feel the heat of the bullet as it grazed my ear. That asshole actually shot me! Quickly, I drew my gun, but before I could shoot, another BANG sounded. This time it hit my chest, and I felt it go right through my vest. Immediately I opened fire, hitting the guy a few times. BANG BANG BANG! I took 3 more shots to the chest before the guy finally fell.

"There was an ambush," I said into my radio, my voice shaky, "The suspect is down, I'm hit." Everything was fading, the burning in my chest eased, and everything went black. Next thing I knew, I was in the hospital.

Chapter 2:
/!\ NOT STARTED /!\



Public Draft #2

WARNING: THIS STORY IS UNFINISHED

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