Title: Frontline

ULTIMATE Disclaimer that last forever and ever in this story: I Own Nothing. *cept Naomi and Tess* and i'm not making any profit out of this story (Cos girls just wanna have fuuuun)

Prologue

"Do you haaaave....the king of hearts?"

"Go fish," Tess huffed at another dissatisfying answer and picked up yet another card off the deck. Naomi whom was on her back staring at her last card, held a hand out to Tess.

"King of clubs please," She requested nonchalantly. Tess stared in disbelief at her best friend before tossing the card at her.

"I win...again," Naomi said placing the pair of clubs next to her large pile of other pairs.

"You have to have super-sight! Or...or you have to be able to see my cards someway!" Tess cried in protest, Naomi turned her blue gaze to Tess with a smile.

"I was staring at my cards and the roof the whole time," Tess turned her own brown gaze to the roof in an effort to find Naomi's secret weapon, only to see the white ceiling and the light which made white spots dot her vision as she stared out the window. At 21 years of age Tess was still much of a child at heart, her elbow length hair was dyed dark red brown and her eyes always glowed with laughter. Looking at her one would think she was to be a mother with her caring happy ways. Knowing her was a completely different story, as Tess was part of TGR. The branch in policing that required absolute peak physical abilities and bravery to face terrifying dangers in order to protect the innocent in situations too horrifying to mention out loud. No wonder she was part fruit-cake with job like that.

"Wow, the storm is still going at it," She sighed, Tess' apartment was on the 16th floor and the usually beautiful view of the sea was blocked by a heavy sheet of rain. Suddenly the lights flickered, once, twice, then everything went dark.

"What the...?"

"Damn, the power must be out! Wait here, i'll go find a torch," Tess said as she stood and walked forward, promptly tripping over Naomi, who still lay sprawled out on the ground.

"WAAH! OOOF!" Tess impacted into the floor harshly and Naomi groaned whilst rubbing her hip. A crack of lightening made both women jump, the room briefly illuminated by the bolt of light.

"What the F*** was that!?" Naomi screeched angrily looking at the glass door out onto the small balcony.

"That was called 'lightening'," Tess said sitting up next to Naomi.

"No, I mean something was out there!"

"Naomi we're on the sixteenth floor! What the hell could get up he--," Another flash of lightning cracked across the sky and proved Naomi's sight, someone was indeed standing in front of the glass door. Neither moved as the flash faded back into darkness, the rain suddenly seemed to pelt down harder and after a second they realized that it was hail crashing against the walls and windows. Another flash of lightening and the figure was gone. The hail fell harder. Suddenly there was a different kind of crack and Naomi screamed. The hail was falling so harshly that it had smashed through the window.

"HOLY SHIT!" Naomi swore loudly, Tess was on her feet in a moment, grabbing a nearby pillow and tossing it to Naomi.

"Hide your head and get into the kitchen!" Tess called out over the rain and hail, which had seemed to decide to pelt the window with fist sized chunks of ice. Naomi stood with the pillow hiding her face when she heard Tess cry in pain. Peaking out from the pillow Naomi saw Tess collapse to the ground.

"TESS!" Forgetting the pillow Naomi ran to her buddy and turned her over, shielding Tess with her back. A crack of lightening aloud Naomi to inspect the damage, which was a heavily bleeding dent in her friend's forehead. Naomi sat sickened as the blood rushed freely down Tess' face and over her own hands.

"Tess! Wake up and speak to me woman! I don't know about stuff like this!!" Naomi cried trying to stop the blood flow with a near-by jacket. When she received no reply her blood ran cold and she shivered at the harsh wind that rushed through the smashed glass, demanding attention by taking away Naomi's warmth.

"Tess...?" Naomi throat clogged up as she stared down through the darkness at her friend. The last thing Naomi managed to think about was the splitting pain that tore across the back of her cranium as her eyes slid closed and she collapsed on top of her comatose friend, the fuzzy darkness consuming her senses and consciousness.