(This one is written with my original characters.)

Silence. That's all there was. No laughter, no music, nothing except the stillness, the silence of death. Shivering, the beautiful redhead held onto herself and listened, trying to hear the assassins who were creeping around her house. She glanced over at the rouge who had crept into her bedroom.

He told her that he wasn't with the assassins, and something inside of her told her that he was telling her the truth. It didn't matter then though. All she knew was that there was only silence and that deadly silence was the most dangerous thing she had ever come across.