(This was inspiered by Icarus by Mythos ablum Purity. Hope you enjoy reading this!.

Title: Miss Treated Love.

Summary: As a child she spoke nothing. Never told anyone about her feelings. Now she's waiting.)

Long enbony black hair shocking blue eyes and pale skin.

Normal hight skinny.

The shocking blue eyes stared at every one in the room.

Seemingly staring into their mind, Their soul. Their lies.

Black shirt, bule shorts with black sandels.

This girl's name was Cecila Ace.

She was 8 and a new student to Risembel's school from Central.

"My name's Cecila Ace. I've just transfered from Central." She spoke. Her voice sounded smooth yet it seemed to burn into everyones mind.

She took a seat by the window right next to a dirty blond with grey eyes.

She listened to the class. Jotting things down in her notes.

It was latter that she'd sit in the shade and read or write in her black leather bound book.

Her shocking blue eyes would read over everything.

Her pale hand would write down anything.

Yet she never spoke.

Not to anyone.

Thus leading to her lonelyness.

But that one day it rained. It rained harder and harder as she made her way through with a white rain coat it's hood up on her skinny body.

She hummed the tune of Icarus in her mind.

As she walked into her house she hung her coat and heard a line of swear words from the kittchen.

Her eyes widened as more filthy words came towards her.

Running as fast as her legs could take her she ran to her room knowing that she;d be safe in there.

She fumbeled with the handel finding that it was locked.

Her drunken father had his hand on her throat and held her up against the wall as she dropped her bag and book holding her hands to the arm digging her nails into his flesh.

He laughed with malice and tightened his grip on her trought.

She tightened her nails into his skin drawing blood and ran her nails down his arm making lines of blood on his arm.

Dropping her he cluchted his arm as she stumbeled up and ran.

He caught up with her and pulled a knife out.

Cutting down her back in the shape of a cross he transmuted the kinfe into the cross shaped scar on her back.

He walked away as she tightened into a ball, bleeding and crying as he walked out the door leaving her alone.

A thick layer of bandages was on her back as she tossed and turned in her sleep.

The nightmare replaying in her mind over and over again.

She gasped into the night. Tears streaming down her face as she dug her hands into the bed gasping.

Her name was Cecila Ace. This was the night she saw the gate.

(HIYA! Well prolog's up and running! Next chapter coming soon. Possibly in a few hours or minutes or sometime to day. R&R. Pm me if you have any questions and I will answer them in the up coming chapters.)