WOLVE'S HOWLING FATE'S CALLING CHAPTER 1

 Your friends had ditched you, heading home, you felt a creeping feeling someone was following you. "Nah, don't go scaring yourself, Lark." you said, calmly strolling down a creepy street. You heard thrashing and bashing from a distance. "Okay maybe not." You decided to jog home instead.
Before you knew it, you bumped into someone, "Sorry!" You exclaimed, running past him.
Sure enough, you felt a grip on your hand, "That's NOT how you apologize to a stranger you ran into." You felt cold steel against the back of your neck, "Money, now." the man said plainly.
"Sorry, I'm broke, now let off." You hissed, ready to kick him. He didn't let go. "I said let go!"
"Not an option." you struggled, not from fear but anger.
"How about you let her go and leave without me getting rough?" You stopped dead in your tracks, looking up, you saw a man, about 17, with dark hair and red eyes standing behind the attacker.
"How'd you! Who're you?" You snarled. He glanced at you.
"Calm down, Missy." He said.
You struggled still, while the newcomer knocked the attacker out. Rubbing your wrist you stood there, not sure what happened. "Vergil! Why'd you run off like that? Damien gonna freak at you." Another one, this time, withblue eyes blonde hair appeared. "Listen, me and Stray have looked for you for a while now and-" He glanced at you, "And who's that?" 
You assumed the one dark haired one was Vergil, he turned to you, "Dunno." You stayed quiet.
"And who are you?" you asked, finally gaining back your courage.
Someone beside the blonde came out, brown/red eyes and brown hair and...dog...ears, "Well, this is Vergil, that's Stray and I'm Rave." He said quickly.
"Open, much, squirt?" Vergil snorted. Okay, Vergil seems ANNOYING already, Stray a nag and Rave seems okay, You thought to yourself. Vergil turned to you, "And you?"
"Sorry, ain't telling you." You bit back, getting angered.
He grapped your wrist, looking at your bracelt, "Skyler Lark Anders, eh? Well, Ms. Anders, you have a little detour coming your way." You stood puzzled.
"Excuse me? I don't think so." You turned to walk away, but he held a grip on you, "Let GO!" You hissed. YOu struggled, again.
"Not a chance, Missy." His grip tightened, making you flinch.
"Vergil, don't hurt the girl!" You heard Rave say, sounding alarmed. The grip didn't let up.
"ALRIGHT THAT"S ENOUGH VERGIL!" Stray rasped. The grip loosened a bit.
Way too much in one night...

Author's Note

Ignore any grammer jams, sorry but it's part of how it is styled, roleplay obviously, tell me if you find any clerks I should fix.

Reviews

[Twilight]

I'm not sure, quite what to make of this? Well, it would probably help if I was more familiar with your writing style! Anyway, it reminded me of a TV drama, or something of that nature. So long as the characters are intended to be in their teens, then the dialogue seems to be adequate.

The pace is pretty fast, so that's sometimes an advantage! Particularly, if you have a relatively young readership (teens or younger)? Either way, I'm surprised that no other people have reviewed this, so far! Keep writing!

[Free Writer]

Wow I like this a lot, I'll read the rest when I get a chance. :)

[J.A.Thompson]

very interesting. slightly quirky, but very interesting/entertaining. keep it up!