This is my first fan-fic! I'll try to post a chapter every day or so. I've only planned out the first 15 chapters but I plan to make this around 30 chapters long, maybe more if it's popular.

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Escape

Chapter 1

  It was later than usual, and I had just finished selling my fruit to Tom Nook, so I was a good mile or so from my house. I wasn't worried though. Nintown was perfectly safe at night.

  The air was rather chilly for a summer night, and I picked up my pace a little, yearning to get back to my nice warm fireplace. I was so deeply lost in my thoughts of steaming bubble baths and hot turnip stew that I wasn't worried at all about the sound of footsteps behind me. I just assumed it was Moe out for his usual nighttime walk. When I smelled smoke off in the distance I decided it must have come from his chimney.

  I heard the footsteps again, and sped up a bit. I was really starting to get nervous. This wasn't Moe's usual route, and the smoke didn't smell like it was coming from a fireplace at all. I stepped into the clearing surrounding my house, glad to be home safe and sound.

  I opened the door and stepped inside. It was pitch black. I didn't remember turning off the light... I must have just done it without thinking about it, I decided. I lit the candle with a match and placed it gently on the table. I was shocked when I saw the state of my room. It looked like a tornado had swept through it!

  That wasn't the way I had left my room at all! I was kind of a neat freak, so my room was always clean and orderly. But this was a mess! I frantically lept into the pile of furniture, clothing, and accessories, trying to put things back.

  I heard a clatter upstairs and froze. There was someone in my house! Moments later the smell of smoke wafted into my room. Eventually I summoned the courage to go investigate. The smell got stronger and stronger. By the time I was halfway up the stairs I could see clouds of thick black smoke pouring out off the attic. I reached the top landing, and found that my house was on fire!

Oohh! I like it! I love cliff hangers at the end of chapters too!

Thank you! I'll post more today.

Chapter 2

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I raced downstairs, holding my shirt over my nose and mouth to keep the think black clouds out of my lungs. In my second floor bedroom, I hurriedly opened my dresser and pulled out my golden tools and a bag of 99,000 bells. I ran down the second flight of stairs to the living room and stopped. My living room was on fire too! There was no way out!

Except, I thought to myself as I charged back up the stairs, choking on the smoke filling the house, the window! I pulled out my golden axe and smashed the window with all the strength I could muster. This left me feeling much weaker, and I fell to the ground gasping for air.

Black spots began to invade my field of vision as the ever-growing flames crept closer. I pulled myself back up, hanging desparately to the window ledge. I climbed up onto it, coughing and dizzy. Eventually the heat and smoke were to much and my limbs gave way. I blacked out and, after a few moments of teetering on the edge precariously, fell all the way to the ground.

I awoke to the sound of screaming. I stood up, holding onto a peach tree to balance myself. I heard a high pitched ringing in my head and I had a terrible headache. I felt something warm and sticky trickle down my head. I didn't need to look to know I was bleeding. And badly.

Off in the distance I could see a red glow standing out among the dark smoky clouds. I took a careful step, then another, and decided I could walk. Even so, I was careful to watch where I was going. When I reached the source of the glow, It was too late. The whole town had burned to the ground!

End of Chapter 2. More tomorrow!

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Thanks you guys! I might even post chapter 3 today if I have time.

I'm glad you like it!

Chapter 3

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It was chaos! Animals of all sorts, most still in their pajamas, were fleeing their collapsing homes. Others were bent over choking on the smoke that filled their burning lungs. Some were even laying on the ground wearing the charred remains of their clothes, already past death's door.

It was too overwhelming for me to handle. I joined the mass of animals racing towards the town gate, tears streaming down my ash coated cheeks. Children sat, crying, in front of their parent's cold motionless bodies. By this time I was screaming. The cut on my head had opened up again and my headache made every step agonizing. I couldn't think, all I could do was run.

I just kept putting one foot in front of the other, not knowing why I kept going. I heard a quiet, strangely peaceful voice in my head. You should stop, it said, just find a nice place to lay down and fall asleep forever. The voice scared me and I kept running, hoping that maybe this was just a dream and sooner or later I would wake up.

Eventually I reached the town gate. The animals were crowded inside, yelling. Some were even sobbing. I went up to the gate and tried to push it open. Upon further investigation I discovered it was locked. Copper and Booker were nowhere to be seen. I pulled out my golden axe and threw it at the lock with all of my strength. Nothing. Not even a slight dent. I tried again and again, but the tough metal didn't give one bit. I was trapped!

A shadowy figure stepped into the room and lit a match. I only caught a glimpse of him before he lit a torch and threw it at the wall. He looked like Crazy Redd, but his fur was much darker and he was dressed in black robes. I tried to follow him outside but a huge wall of flame burst up in front of me. Now there really was no way out.

Chapter 3 continued

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Without thinking too much about what I was doing, I threw my golden axe at the wall with all the strength I could muster. To my surprise, it stuck. I pulled it out and inspected tha wall. There was actually a fairly large gap. This gave me an idea.

I chopped again and again at the wall, widening the gash and sending plaster raining down. The smoke was beginning to fill the room. Others caught on to my plan and pulled out their own axes. Soon I had a hole wide enough to fit through. I stepped through it, and in the black night, tripped over a rock I hadn't seen. I fell facefirst on the grass and got a mouthful of dirt.

I heard screams as I pulled myself up.
"Sam! Help me! I'm stuck! Sam!" It was Kiki!

I got to my feet and found Kiki sprawled on the floor, her leg trapped under a rock. "Urrgghh! It's no use! Sam, I need your help!" said Moe, sounding desperate. "I need you to help me move this rock!"

I took a step forward to help him, just as the roof collapsed. A huge cloud of debris obscured my vision and I heard the screams get louder, and then suddenly stop.

I was frozen. My legs wouldn't run. My lungs wouldn't breathe. Even my heart seemed to have stopped.

After at least a minute tears started rolling down my cheeks, and I could move again. I felt sick to my stomach and for some reason all I wanted to do was get away. Like somehow if I ran away from this nightmare, It would stop and I would wake up in my bed in my attic as if nothing had ever happened. The strange thing was, I believed it. I clambered up the wall surrounding the town and started running, faster and faster.

I kept going for at least a mile, then exhaustion overcame me and my legs gave way. I crawled, panting, into a tiny cave in a cliffside and cried myself to sleep.

End of Chapter 3

Chapter 4 will be up tomorrow!

Chapter 4

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When I got up the next morning, I believed for a moment that it had just been a bad dream. My headache had subsided and I could walk again. I walked to the top of one of the grassy, rolling hills. I saw the charred remnants of my hometown and I knew that it wasn't a dream. It had really happened. And as far as I knew, I was the only survivor, all alone in this endless ocean of green grass.

I felt a wave of nausea washing over me again and I bent over, retching. After a moment of silence I summoned what little strength I had left and went searching for a source of water. Soon I found a small river valley with a stream running through it. I cupped my hands and pulled out a mouthful of cold water. I took a sip and immediately felt my strength returning.

I waded into the water and washed off all the grime and ash that had accumulated the previous night. As the dirt came off, the nausea faded away, and I came out of the stream feeling as good as new. I looked up at the sky. By the position of the sun, I could tell it was already mid-afternoon. I was starved. I had to find food by nightfall.

I'd heard there was a nearby town called Treehut in the Treetop Forest. Off in the distance I could see the oulines of the huge evergreen trees of the forest. I had made up my mind.

I started slowly, but found myself going faster and faster. I wanted to get away from this dreadful nightmare that followed me like a huge dark shadow. I made it to the cover of the forest just as the sun was beginning to set. I had to move fast or I would be stuck in the forest until morning.

As if to tell me to hurry up, my stomach grumbled. I thought I heard something and I stopped. Silence. I continued on, more quietly, listening carefully. Still nothing. After about a minute, I heard the rustling of pine needles. I turned my head. Nobody was there. I had the strange feeling that something was watching me, and I didn't like it.

ive read all the chapter's to chapter 4 and they are sick!........sick mean's awsome in gang language.....I cant wait untill chapter 5

Sorry I was too busy to post any yesterday. Here's chapter 5!

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Chapter 5

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I heard a wolf howl. Shivering, I dug my hands into my pockets. The sun was already fading and the forest was getting dark. Fast.

I heard a twig snap. This time I knew there was something behind me. I never got a chance too look though, because a blindfold was thrown over my head.

Thinking quickly, I lashed out at where I thought my captor would be. I missed and two rough hands gripped my arms tightly and tied them behind my back. I kicked and screamed and eventually wriggled out of the man's tight grip. I ran as fast as I could, straight into a tree.

I fell to the ground, dizzy. Something sharp pierced my arm and I immediately began to feel woozy. I tried to get up but my muscles wouldn't do what I told them to. The last thing I heard before I fainted was the sound of an arrow whizzing overhead and a scream.

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I woke up in a plain white room on the floor. The bright light hurt my eyes, but I couldn't tell where it was coming from. My bleeding wrists were no longer tied together and the blindfold was off. The only thing in the whole room was a door. I got up and tried to open it. Locked.

I sat back down in the corner, involuntarily curling up into the fetal position. I didn't know what to do anymore. I heard the door open and glanced up. A man in a white coat, flanked by two wolves, walked up to me. His hands were gloved and he had an evil look in his dark eyes. I stood up and threw a well aimed punch directly at his nose. Something cracked, but he didn't even flinch. Even as blood began flowing out, he just chuckled and snapped his fingers.

The two wolves lept forward, eager for action. They pinned me down. One growled vicously. The man came up to me, holding something tightly in his gloved hand. The wolves forced my mouth open. I tried to get them off but they were so strong I could hardly move.

"Calm down, Naida." That wasn't my name! What was this man talking about? "We're just going to perform some tests. Perfectly harmless." He forced a pill down my throat. "For us anyway." His voice sounded far away. It echoed in my head like a funeral march. My vision got blurry and I blacked out.