Arc I: Pervenire
Prologue
"Hey… Are you there?"
My eyes flew open. I heard a bird tweet in the distance- where was I? My vision was still hazy, but eventually I sat up and glanced around. I was in a field of flowers. My back was sore, as if I had fallen over. That's when I noticed- I was sitting in blood. There was a guy, probably around 16 years old, crouching down next to me.
"Are you alright, baby? That's a nasty cut you have on your head." He told me with a cocky smirk on his face. I instantly knew I didn't like him. He was just the slightly too cocky for me. I'm more… um…
"Hey, can you hear me? Are you deaf now?" He shouted in my face, waving his hand around in front of my face.
"YES, I'm fine!" I exclaimed, standing up and instantly getting woozy. My vision blurred, but I managed.
"Wow, no need to yell. So what's your name, mystery girl?" He asked, still smirking. "And what exactly do you think you're doing on Presidential land?"
I opened my mouth to make some smart reply, but then I realized something. When I thought of my name, I blanked. Like no memory. 'Okay, calm down, maybe try remembering something else.' I told myself, but I couldn't think of anything.
"I- I don't know." I murmured, looking at the ground. "I don't remember anything."
He looked at me, still smiling. Eerily so. "I think you better come with me." He replied, taking a step towards me. I instantly took a step back, and tripped over a root, with him somehow catching me. He stared directly at me.
"Why don't we call you Kate for the time being?" He asked, his smirk had returned. "Ever heard of the book, 'Kiss me Kate?'" He asked, and leaned in slowly.
I reached up and slapped him across the face, he stumbled away, and I landed on my ass. He glared at me, and took another step towards me, but by then I was already on my feet and running in the opposite direction.
"Guards, get her!"
All I remember is running. I don't even remember for how long, or which direction. Eventually, I stopped and fell over. I blacked out, and the last feeling I felt was two hands picking me up and slinging me over a hard surface.
