There didn't seem to be anyone home in the Emmet house that evening. The Emmet house was owned by Tammy Emmet, and her husband Timmy Emmet. They had a son, Simone, and a daughter, Layla. To the eye they were an odd family. Layla, the older of the two children, was blonde, with big blue eyes, and white skin, that had a glow to it in the right light. She wore dark rimmed glasses, and had a smile that took over her face. Simone, however, had black hair that reacher his lower back, dull green eyes that would look into your very soul if you gave them half a chance. His skin was darkened with the sun. He had lips that bated you to kiss him. There parnets were lovely in their own way. Tammy was very tall, with hair down to the back of her knee's. She had eyes that seemed to always be a different color. Her skin was pale, and she had more weight on her than wanted. Her hair was a white color, with streaks of golden black in it. Timmy seemed to fade from existence. His skin was grey, his hair was grey, and his eyes were BLUE. They were a color splash on his grey complexion.
Timmy and Tammy were both very loud. Yet their house lay silent and still. Were they out for the night? Or had something happened. The young man shrouded in black climbed quickly up the side of the mansion. He wore a black mask over his moth and a long sleeved shirt with latex gloves and black boots and black pants. The only thing visible on his body, other then his thin build, was his stunning white eyes. He got to a window and slipped in.
demon strait outta_hell · Wed Jul 22, 2009 @ 06:19pm · 0 Comments |