Prologue: Blood-Stained Beginnings

The sound of boots hitting dirt roused me from my deep slumber. I attempted to open an eye to see who (or what) was walking next to me. However, my body was too weak, and I was rewarded with only a sharp pain in my eyelid. Whoever it was gasped, and then exclaimed something. I couldn't tell what, my head was throbbing too hard for me to hear correctly. The only word I could understand was "Draco". My eyes shot open on their own accord upon hearing that name. White hot pain shot across my entire body, and the world around my came in sharp, bright blurs. I immediately clamped my eyes close, the pain was unbearable. In the split second that my eyes were open, I managed to catch a fleeting glimpse of the person kneeling in front of me. She was a girl, with long brown curly hair and brown eyes. She said that name again, along with something else that I couldn't understand. For some reason, I got the feeling that the name meant something, but I didn't know what. I decided that I had to open my eyes again, pain or no pain. I slowly cracked one eye open. Pain shot through my body again, but it wasn't as sharp as before. Images started coming to me, blurs of colors and shapes. I tried to focus on something. I saw a fleeting image of what seemed to be a tree, and managed to focus in on it. Everything was getting clearer now, and I could define shapes and colors from each other.

I tried to shift my neck so I could look around, but all I got in return was more pain. Then I realized something. The girl was gone! My mind was addled at the moment, but I still could understand that I was in a lot of pain, so it would be obvious that I would need help. Shouldn't she have tried to help me, or at least gone for help? I mentally slapped myself on the head. She went for help! I was relived, but still really scared, and in a lot of pain. My entire body ached, but I had to keep consciousness until whoever she was got back, hopefully with help. A few moments passed before I heard something else. A rustling of a bush, a crack of a twig, boots hitting the ground. Suddenly, three teenagers came bursting out of the bushes. One of them was the girl. I mentally thanked god. I didn't think I could hold out for much longer. One of them laughed. I was confused, why would someone laugh at me while I was in this state? I was obviously hurt, and confused, so why would they laugh, instead of help? The brown haired girl elbowed him in the gut, but he continued to laugh. I felt a tingle in my throat, and I coughed. Blood came out, and it spurted all over my already blood-stained shirt. The red haired boy stopped laughing, and his expression quickly changed from amusement to a mixture of disgust and shock. The world started to become fuzzy, and colors started to mix again. My eyes shut; I could feel myself losing consciousness. The last thing I felt was several hands picking me up before I slipped back into oblivion.

Sorry about the shortness of this "chapter", the reason for it is because it's only a prologue. Hopefully this is O.K. even though it's short.