“Vroom, vroom, vroom,” the car engine racing away from the terror behind us.
“Archie” my partner Cheryl yells out while I speed away from the Gargoyle King and
the Black Hood behind our car. The Gargoyle King is an enormous, frightening creature
who makes pregnant teenagers sacrifice their lives after giving birth. On the other
hand the Black Hood is a psychopath who kills “sinners” as he says, he once almost
killed his own daughter that's how crazy he is. They are after us because they both
want Cheryl dead. I’m driving as fast as I can to get out of Riverdale; a town where
anything is possible, every type of weird humans live there like: vampires, were-
wolves, the Gargoyle king, the Black hood, and many more. Cheryl is a werewolf and I,
Archie I’m a vampire. Vampires can’t reproduce as for Cheryl she’s a werewolf and
they definitely can have children. Cheryl’s about to give birth in a of couple hours and
we're two hours away from Fairyland; a city where local’s don’t steal human blood
from the hospital like in Riverdale. In Fairyland we’ll be able to be in peace away from
all the terror back home. Back to reality: I need to focus on driving and stop thinking
about these weird creatures, even weirder than I am.
“WE LOST THEM,” Cheryl yells in my ear until I get a headache. Now we're get-
ting closer to Fairyland. I’m so nervous, I have a feeling we're going to be late and
she’s going to give birth in the car. So, I speed as fast as I can now the hospital is at
eye sight but its about fifteen more minutes. “YES, YES,” I scream I my head. I hold
Cheryl’s hand and say we're going to be just fine. We arrive at the hospital and Cheryl
is taken into a room while I wait out in hesitation scared that my homeland creatures
are going to pop out of nowhere if they see my car. I get an idea to take my car and
put it in the underground parking lot. As I’m walking outside I see a magnificent, luxu-
rious, white G-Wagon exceeding the speed limit. It passes by so fast that the only
thing I can see is the license plate number, but it wasn’t any number it was these let-
ters “GGK,” the Gargoyle King's car. I race to my Matt black CLA 45 AMG and quickly
take off the license plate and switch it with the car parked right next it. Suddenly I get
a feeling that someone is walking right towards me I stand up slowly and exhale “I’m
going to be perfectly fine.” As I turn around I see a bright light with a bunch of rainbow
colors. Its the Fairy they call Merryweather, I greet her. “Hi, I’m Arch...,” “Yes, I know
who you are, you need my help I suppose you're running away from danger, and you
have a pregnant girlfriend in there, save your questions for later, and lets get going!”
Merryweather hops in my car and we head away, as I’m driving I realize that
she’s spinning her magic wand that is shinning with glittering diamond sparks. Every
spin she does with her wand I feel like I’m safe away from my fears. We reached the
underground parking lot, I park my car, and open the door coming out to realize an
amazing other version of Mercedes-Benz. It's an all black GLE. I open my mouth sur-
prised, “That's my girlfriend's dream car.” “It's all yours, you can keep it and get rid of
this other AMG all its doing now is putting your lives at risk!” Merryweather claims. I
take out all of our stuff and transfer it into the new car. As I'm walking there's a mirror
right in front of me, I take a peek to what I look like, probably terrified and tired. I look,
you won't believe what I see, dark brown hair, pink lips, tanned skin, blue eyes. I look
at Merryweather and she says “it's just for your safety,” I say “Thanks for making me
look handsome.”
“Bzzzzzz,” my phone vibrates in my pocket. I pull it out and its Cheryl, I pick up
and she’s hollering with happiness “Its a boy she says!” I start tearing up, then she
says “I also have other news for you… I look different now no more red hair or an oval-
shaped face you’ll be surprised to see what I look like,” I look at Merryweather again,
and she says “it's just for your safety,” “I’m on my way Cheryl,” and I hang up the
phone. I sprint back into the hospital from the underground parking lot. I enter the
room where Cheryl is supposed to be in. I enter and say “Cheryl?” “Yes,” she claims
“How can I help you?” “Its me Archie.” She really changed, brown hair, red lips, brown
eyes, and blushy cheeks. “Where's the baby,” I ask. She hands me a little pale baby
“Archie” my partner Cheryl yells out while I speed away from the Gargoyle King and
the Black Hood behind our car. The Gargoyle King is an enormous, frightening creature
who makes pregnant teenagers sacrifice their lives after giving birth. On the other
hand the Black Hood is a psychopath who kills “sinners” as he says, he once almost
killed his own daughter that's how crazy he is. They are after us because they both
want Cheryl dead. I’m driving as fast as I can to get out of Riverdale; a town where
anything is possible, every type of weird humans live there like: vampires, were-
wolves, the Gargoyle king, the Black hood, and many more. Cheryl is a werewolf and I,
Archie I’m a vampire. Vampires can’t reproduce as for Cheryl she’s a werewolf and
they definitely can have children. Cheryl’s about to give birth in a of couple hours and
we're two hours away from Fairyland; a city where local’s don’t steal human blood
from the hospital like in Riverdale. In Fairyland we’ll be able to be in peace away from
all the terror back home. Back to reality: I need to focus on driving and stop thinking
about these weird creatures, even weirder than I am.
“WE LOST THEM,” Cheryl yells in my ear until I get a headache. Now we're get-
ting closer to Fairyland. I’m so nervous, I have a feeling we're going to be late and
she’s going to give birth in the car. So, I speed as fast as I can now the hospital is at
eye sight but its about fifteen more minutes. “YES, YES,” I scream I my head. I hold
Cheryl’s hand and say we're going to be just fine. We arrive at the hospital and Cheryl
is taken into a room while I wait out in hesitation scared that my homeland creatures
are going to pop out of nowhere if they see my car. I get an idea to take my car and
put it in the underground parking lot. As I’m walking outside I see a magnificent, luxu-
rious, white G-Wagon exceeding the speed limit. It passes by so fast that the only
thing I can see is the license plate number, but it wasn’t any number it was these let-
ters “GGK,” the Gargoyle King's car. I race to my Matt black CLA 45 AMG and quickly
take off the license plate and switch it with the car parked right next it. Suddenly I get
a feeling that someone is walking right towards me I stand up slowly and exhale “I’m
going to be perfectly fine.” As I turn around I see a bright light with a bunch of rainbow
colors. Its the Fairy they call Merryweather, I greet her. “Hi, I’m Arch...,” “Yes, I know
who you are, you need my help I suppose you're running away from danger, and you
have a pregnant girlfriend in there, save your questions for later, and lets get going!”
Merryweather hops in my car and we head away, as I’m driving I realize that
she’s spinning her magic wand that is shinning with glittering diamond sparks. Every
spin she does with her wand I feel like I’m safe away from my fears. We reached the
underground parking lot, I park my car, and open the door coming out to realize an
amazing other version of Mercedes-Benz. It's an all black GLE. I open my mouth sur-
prised, “That's my girlfriend's dream car.” “It's all yours, you can keep it and get rid of
this other AMG all its doing now is putting your lives at risk!” Merryweather claims. I
take out all of our stuff and transfer it into the new car. As I'm walking there's a mirror
right in front of me, I take a peek to what I look like, probably terrified and tired. I look,
you won't believe what I see, dark brown hair, pink lips, tanned skin, blue eyes. I look
at Merryweather and she says “it's just for your safety,” I say “Thanks for making me
look handsome.”
“Bzzzzzz,” my phone vibrates in my pocket. I pull it out and its Cheryl, I pick up
and she’s hollering with happiness “Its a boy she says!” I start tearing up, then she
says “I also have other news for you… I look different now no more red hair or an oval-
shaped face you’ll be surprised to see what I look like,” I look at Merryweather again,
and she says “it's just for your safety,” “I’m on my way Cheryl,” and I hang up the
phone. I sprint back into the hospital from the underground parking lot. I enter the
room where Cheryl is supposed to be in. I enter and say “Cheryl?” “Yes,” she claims
“How can I help you?” “Its me Archie.” She really changed, brown hair, red lips, brown
eyes, and blushy cheeks. “Where's the baby,” I ask. She hands me a little pale baby
