Different (Plot inside)

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    quote from friend: Okay.Cool,I suppose.Most fans lean on characters they are most like mentally and emotionally,so that might mean your personality is quite diverse.


    so yeah had to ask. so apparently your most like sam then??))

    What do you mean? I'm just replying. I'm not totally 100% sure I act the most like Sam. in my mind I do but then again I dunno so I have to say I guess I do.

    hmm righty right. Well I think ya act like sam. Heck that's the first one I compared you to..
    And amber knew youd like sam ever since you were all "aw! so many good people dying!" amber was all: yep. shes waaaaaaay hella more nice then me. she'll like sam!
    i'd make a list of your similarities buuuut I don't want to kill this thread with random posts. But hey, who DOESNT like being compared to their favorite character? ive been there, ambers been there, all of ambers friends have been there, it just feels good to be like our favorite characters.. woooow im waxing profound now- i'll stop there before I bore you to tears.........))

    As they walk through, they notice that everything has been a little too.. perfect. People are all happy. Everyone's laughing and complimenting each other. Everyone is friends and giving each other gifts while being overly polite.

    Quinn eyes the people. Lock whistles cheerily joyfully enjoying his time.

    too perfect.
    There are three young ladies talking near a weeping willow tree. One of them is a red head, the other two have brown hair, one with short one with a darker shade and long. They laugh and talk but then the one with longer brown hair gives an evil smile and her eyes quickly flick to a complete dark orange glaze before turning back to normal humans eyes.

    Quinn flinched. "Lock come on." Quinn walks faster and Lock starts running to keep up.

    They suddenly hear choking from behind them, the girl's two friends are now choked and hanged in the willow.
    The long-haired girl is suddenly standing before them. "Where are you two going so soon?" her voice has that naughty hint to it as all demon voices have when in their vessel.

    Lock stands in front of Quinn, "Excuse me? You'd you care for a song?" He asked sweetly flashing his pretty smile. he had a violin in his hands with a obsidian black bow

    She gives him a snobbish look. "Don't hypnotize me! do you know how to be gentlemen-like anymore, men? tell me where the angel is and i'll be on my way!" she seemed proud of her radiant self, her dark brown eyes in a flurry of deep passion.

    "It wouldn't have worked, you are immortal not a human. Still your such a beautiful girl. " Lock sighs. then puts is bow to the strings and plays a long mournful tune like the wind howling in agony.

    The demon looks a bit weary but shakes her head and stays awake. Which is weird for a demon because they're usually immune to everything but a few special objects specified to hurt them.
    "The angel!" she hisses ,"where is it! I asked you a question!"