My first fic. Sorry if it sucks...

Summary: Arthur has been stalked for 2 years and he refuses to tell anyone. After an incident on his wedding day, he has had enough. In pursuit of trying to find out who - or what - his stalker is, his loved ones get involved. Can he save his friends and find out who this mysterious stalker is?

Heavy rain poured down on the streets of London, soaking anything exposed to it's raid. A harsh wind picked up, blowing numerous objects about. In the distance, thunder roared and lightning flashed. A lone figure ran through the alleyways, clutching a cloak around their frame, in an attempt to keep dry. The hard winds blew off the hood, revealing a woman with long, pale blond hair. She quickly pulled the hood over her head, running faster. She looked over her shoulder, then quickly turned back. As soon as she turned back, she was blinded by something wet. The hooded women pried it off her face and inspected it. It appeared to be a newspaper, with various words smudged. It read,

At 2:00 in the afternoon, a limo was hit by a truck at the speed of 98 mph. The truck driver was not found, and no traces were left behind. A married couple and 5 other people occupied the limo at the time, only the couple were severely hurt. They are in critical condition, and are not in stable condition. They are still fighting for their lives as doctors are trying their best to heal them. Reportedly, they were just wedded that day. Their friends st--

The cloaked woman ripped it in half. She smiled innocently, or so it appeared to be, and started walking into a valley, where she disappeared into the darkness. That was all she need to know.