Prologue ~

Kits was standing in the middle of a dark forest. The sun was blocked out in all direction except for a glow that came from a clearing ahead. As she walked towards it she realized that it was not a clearing, a but a precipice that extended out over a roaring waterfall. Curious as she was, she carefully picked her way across the strangely formed rocky outcrop. When she reaches the end, she looks up to see an amazingly radiant light in the sky. A deep voice booms out and startles Kits.

"Kits...Kits...You hear my voice...I represent all. Soon you will appear before me as a true hero. But before that, I wish to know what kind of person you are...Truthfully answer my questions. Are you ready?"

"Y-yes," replied the bemused Kits.

"Tell me your real name," demanded the strange voice.

"Delilah," she blurts out. Where did that come from?

"And when were you born?"

"May, on the ninth." Kits bites her tongue, is she really saying this? She feels as if she is in a trance and the answers are being pulled from depths of her that she can't reach.

"Delilah, born 5/9. Taurus, is this correct?"

Kits nods.

""I will ask you several questions, don't think too deeply or too hard." the voice sounds almost amused at the thought. "Just reply with complete honesty. It will help me to know more about your personality." If the voice has a face, it is definitely smiling now. "Let us begin..."

"Is the sun the king of nature?"

"Yes, it can determine whether anything lives or dies."

"Do you often dream?"

"Yes I do..." Perhaps this is just a really bad nightmare, it does seem to have that feel to it. Kits tries to reason to herself, but this tiny uncertainty at the back of her mind wasn't buying it. Something about this was too real.

"Do you have dreams of being chased?"

"No," she answers and then thinks, "I have dreams of being interrogated by a strange voice."

The voice laughs and then asks another seemingly random question.

"Do you like physical activity?"

Kits is slightly taken aback, but replies again with a yes. She loves to run and play games in the village.

"Do little things irritate you?"

"Yes, I suppose a little." That was odd, she had not meant to say that.

"Do you turn your thoughts into actions right away?"

"No, I like to think about weigh things against each other before I make a move."

"When you begin something do you often lose sight of other things?"

"Yes, I suppose I can get caught up in it." What was this? Was she now a sinner confessing to her priest?

"When eating, do you save your favourite food for last?"

What was with these questions, and how many more were there?

"Yes I do, it makes the broccoli taste better." Okay, so that was true but she would never have told anyone that, why was she now?

"Do you think the world has more sadness than happiness?"

"No, they are balanced like the Yin and the Yang."

"The voice chuckles, "Have you ever wanted to grow up quickly? Or have you felt that way?"

"I always feel that way," snapped Kits. The sun was becoming uncomfortable and she was tired of this voice, it's questions and mocking attitude, but most of all this entire surreal experience was getting to her.

"If you hold onto your dreams do you think they will come true one day?"

This confused the irritable Kits. "Why wouldn't they come true? Anything can happen if you try hard enough."

"I see..." The voice laughs quietly again, "I have a better understanding of you now. This is the final question."

The scene shimmers and stretches. The ground beneath her feet fades away until she finds herself in a cave. Around her she can see the choice to walk left, right, or go through the narrow pathway ahead. Taking her chances, she walks forward until she sees a sign. Even when she leans in close, it's hard to discern the lettering in the gloom.

"Go west," she reads out. Why go west?

"It's probably rigged with a trap, I mean that voice is borderline insane," she thinks. Kits isn't looking forward to another round of questions with the mysterious speaker, so she hurries east. The ground suddenly falls away from beneath her and she is swallowed by a dark hole!

"This is where I die now," she thinks, stubbornly refusing to scream.

The very air around her starts warping and morphs back into the scene with the waterfall. She looks the same, no scratched, no bruises or missing limbs.

"I represent all," the voice booms again and Kits winces at the thought of another Inquisition with it. She wants to interrupt it and tell it that she must get on with her life and that she has things to do. He carries on without giving her a chance.

"I believe I have a good idea of your personality now. Kits you appear to be selfish. No matter what others say, you must always do things your way."

Kits cringes at the harsh words. This condemning judgement from a spectral that refuses to show his face?

"While it is good that you take an interest in many subjects, you also get bored and lose interest quickly. As a result you cause problems for your friends but you somehow never become disliked for your actions."

Was this a reproach or a compliment?

"Selfish and yet lovable, that is the kind of person you are...This is your personality."

Kits is speechless and it continues.

"Dawn will soon arrive. And you will wake from your sleep. Just remember, I represent all. I look forward to the day that I may see you again..."

With that the image wavers as a mirage does, then ceases to exist.

End Chapter~