Prologue

What seemingly has started out as just another normal day, had in fact turned into what may have been the most blessed day of awkward events…Really though, it's either here, nor there. The reality of it, well that changed my life forever after.

Chapter 1: YOU DON'T BELONG HERE!

The day started out normal enough, wake up entirely too early and start the task of getting ready for the day. A seriously tedious task when you're a girl, who feels pressured to always look decent – which sadly means no "people of Wal-Mart" type of wear... A truly depressing thing, when you happen to be person who enjoys lounging in their pajamas way more than what might be considered healthy.

Huffing, I threw my blankets from my body and sat up. Rubbing my eyes I thought about the dream I woke from. Most of the details I could not recall, but a few seemed to keep flashing through my mind. There were four boys, all dressed in rebel wear and leaning against motorcycles. An image of them laughing and looking content would turn into one of them looking dark, vicious, and….I would say almost hungry. Then three of the boys looked towards the fourth, seeking guidance with expressions upon their face of complete sadness.

I didn't know what to do with this random dream and fragmented bits of information. The boys were attractive, but seemed dangerous. Had I met them before I would have remembered them, I am after all a healthy female. At twenty-five, I couldn't deny that these boys….well men…or whatever you would call them, were eye catching.

With another long huff, I pushed myself out of bed. Standing on my tippy toes I stretched, my hands reaching towards the sky. Then I walked towards my bedroom window and pulled the shade up. Once the morning sun hit my eyes I winced and turned my face towards the ground. After a few moments of blinking I got use to the brightness and watched some birds flying in a "V" far in the distance. For a few minutes I took in the scene contently, and listened to the wind whooshing by my home.

Suddenly I turned and looked my alarm. It flashed my wake-up time of 7:30 a.m. and beeped loudly. Quickly I turned it off and went to my in-room bathroom. Without looking in the mirror or turning on the lights I washed my face, patted it dry, and then applied moisturizer. With my hands flat on each side of the sink I breathed, a sudden pain flaring in my head. I looked in the mirror and another image flashed before my eyes in the mirror.

The three boys looking towards one of the blondes. Their faces still etched with sadness…and the blond looked towards me. His blue eyes intense, dark, full of longing….and recognition. I blinked hoping to make the image go away, but it didn't. In the dark of the bathroom, the image lit the space with an eerie light. The man still looked at me, right at me like he could see me. I was horrified and unsure as to what was happening. Scared I flicked the bathroom light on and as soon as I did, the image disappeared.

In the mirror was my face, white and my stormy eyes wide. My hair which had been in a messy bun was now down, my brown-red locks appeared windblown and wild. With measured breaths I slowly breathed in and out, hoping to dispel the anxiety within myself.

"Crystiel get a hold of yourself!" I urged myself out loud. It will pass I thought, it was just a moment of vivid imagination brought on by my realistic dream. There was no other explanation.

A strange popping sound came from the mirror and I looked at it. At first there was nothing, but then lines appeared across the surface, looking to be drawn by a figure. It spelled out words. Words that I couldn't help to read, even though I did not want to. Written in the mirror was, "Every coin is two sided, it is to keep the balance. Nature demands that each soul have balance. A mistake in creation and time is now to be corrected."

The words written filled my body with a chilling dread. Long moments passed and then the words disappeared from the mirror and new words appeared. These words took up the entire mirror and brought tears to my eyes. They said, "YOU DO NOT BELONG HERE!"

Reason seemed to leave me and I started to think out loud. How could I now belong here? What was happening? Before any tears managed to fall I was frozen, watching as my body seemed to change before my eyes. My hair lengthened from below my shoulders to just above my butt, and curled in unruly Hollywood perfection. My skin turned into a porcelain hue, my lips changed to a deep crimson, and my eyes took on a brightness. The cloudy color swirled with green and blue that almost glowed.

I cried out in fright and my teeth flashed unnaturally white against my lips. None of this was right. This was not me. I had to be dreaming, maybe I never actually woke up. I looked into the mirror and loudly demanded, "Wake up!" Instead of waking up, a searing pain erupted in my mouth. I opened my mouth and used the mirror to find the source of my pain. My gums around my canines were bleeding as the two teeth lengthened half of an inch.

Finally I cried, large tears rolled down my cheeks as quiet sobs racked my body. I felt like I was in a horror movie, and wondered if I had been possessed. To my left the bathtub started to fill with water, the drain locked in to keep the liquid from going down the drain. The light flickered out and before I could grab onto anything I was forced away from the sink. My body plunged into the icy depths of dark water filling the tub, its depth never seemed to end. I screamed at first and bubbles tickled my nose.

My body sank deeper and deeper into the mysterious abyss, a calm overtook me. I stared into the water seeing nothing through the dark for the longest time, I couldn't breathe and yet, didn't feel urge to. The horror of what was happening to me turned into an overwhelming sense of calm. Then I seemed to flow upward in the water and could see faint light in the distance. Up, up, up, I floated until my feet tilted till I was standing with sand under my feet. I was still underneath the water, time seemed to be still and I reached up till my hand emerged from the water.

Staring straight ahead I walked forward until my head was met with air and I breathed as deep as a newborn child preparing to wail. It was night where I was and I kept walking towards a beach. The moon hung bright and full in the starless sky. Within moments I was on dry beach and I turned in every direction taking in the scenery around me. Then I heard the noise around me, it sounded like a festival filled with lots of people. Far off along the beach there were lights.

I started to walk towards the festivities, but when a huge gust came I stopped. Something red caught the corner of my eye, and I looked down at myself. In amazement I realized that I was not wet, not my clothes, not my hair, and not even my fingers were pruned. I was dressed in a deep red dress, it went down to my calves and looked weightless in the wind. It seemed to dance by itself as if it was enchanted. My shoulders were bare, with light silk straps holding the dress up.

In a trance I started to dance in the wind, fluttering like my dress had been. It was like I was being taken over. Each step I took, my bare feet met the sand and a vibration was sent from the earth into my body. I felt like pure magic. Untouchable. Soon I had danced my way onto concrete and was within the swarm of people. There was music playing not too far off and I quickly danced my way there.

People unconsciously moved out of my way and in a blink I was deep in the mass of dancing bodies. It smelled like dirty bodies. I stood out among the mass, I smelled like nothing anyone had ever encountered. The people around me stopped in a daze. I was timeless, dancing with the wind, the bass of the music adding to the vibrations consuming me.

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