Prologue: is this the end?
Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters!
A/N: I have been toying around with this idea for a while. I'm nervous and excited to see the outcome. I have no real plan for this story so for the most part im just gonna wing it so bare with me but I really hope to actually finish this story and hopefully go back and finish those I sortta left hanging… but anyway excuse my rambling and please enjoy.
Pain. That's all my life has ever been. So much pain. But this, this wasn't supposed to happen. It hurts so much. Why does it hurt? My body it's… so heavy. Am I falling? Or am I floating? I think I'm falling. My body doesn't register when it hits the ground. Its like the world is moving in slow motion. Is this how its to end? I'm to lay dying in a pool of my own life source with nothing but a cold sinister laugh to lull me to sleep? How did this even happen? I was always so careful. How could I let myself end up in such a stupid situation?
I could hear my blood pounding in my ears, my pulse slowing with each beat. Subconsciously I had accepted my fate. I was going to die here. But the coward that resided within me couldn't help but scream desperately within the walls of my head, WHAT THE FUCK WAS I THINKING COMING HERE?
Him. You were thinking of him. A tiny whisper of a voice echoed deep within my mind silencing any doubts I held with, and instantly brought a smile to my sore and beaten face. Yes, I was thinking of him. His smile. His voice. His laughter. Those deep golden eyes framed by those long thick lashes with eyebrows to match. Long flowing hair the color of chrome. Pointed little dog ears the twitched at the slightest sound. Lips as soft as rose petal. A soul that had been as beaten and battered as mine, yet shown so brightly it blinded you with just the slightest of glimpses. Yes I did this for him. I needed to protect him.
Somewhere in the back of my mind I heard him yelling for me and I wanted to laugh. He wasn't coming for me. He hadn't known where I was. I'd made sure to keep him in the dark. But I yearned for him so badly that my mind was playing me for a fool. Was it sick that it soothed me as I lay cradled in the arms of death? Maybe I don't really care. I'll happily die pretending he'd come for me. That he'd searched for me. That he'd loved me.
All my life I'd been known as a freak. You see I'm different from other humans. Physically, I'm an average teenage girl. I'd probably be what you considered beautiful. But that's only what you see on the surface. Look beyond that, and I'm sure I'd frighten you, just like I do everyone else.
Maybe that's what drew us to one another. We were one in the same. Two sides of the same coin. We were outsiders. Weirdos. Freaks.
I can read minds. I can see the future. I can take one look at a person and tell you every detail of their life. I know every word of every page of every book I have ever read. And he, he spent his entire existence shunned simply for being born. He was a half breed. A mix of human and youkai blood. A hybrid.
I can remember every detail of my life. From the moment of my conception, to present day. A lot of people don't believe me when I say this, but its true. I remember the constant pain my body withstood during my rapid development within the womb. I remember watching in fascination as my toes and fingers took form. I remember hearing the sounds of running water or the vacuum through the walls of my mothers tummy. I remember not being able to contain my excitement at the sound of my fathers voice, and kicking with the need to make my presence known. I remember most the warmth of my mothers womb enveloping me, dulling the ache of my rapidly growing body.
My first memory of love was that warmth. My second, was him.