Prologue~
It's dark...I can't see my hand in-front of my face...I can't escape it. but I don't want to. It's suffocating me, yet cradling me in a comforting way. I can see something now...it's so dim, but it look's like a light. I begin running toward it...almost able to make it out. Suddenly it brighten's, and my eyes burn from the sudden change. It's a huge green light, and I watch in silence as it split's into four individual flares of light.
They start to circle around me at a slow leisure pace. They seem to bounce slightly almost as if they were happy, and full of hope. I watch them for a while a little confused before a booming voice fill's the air. The light's begin to speak with what sound's like the voices of million's of people. I strain my ear's to try, and pick the voices out, but soon find out I don't need to as I hear their feeling's.
"Child of Snow. Host of the 14th's lover. Girl of Blood. Bringer of Time. You who has many names, a dark past...and even blacker future. You have been deemed worthy by us to help you in your times of need. To be our adapter, and our handler. However, with great power comes great responsibility. Do you accept the power we give you? The good, and bad that will come with it?"
I was asked as they stopped, each in one direction from me, as if waiting for my reply. I felt a strange feeling in my chest, as if they were reading my feeling's in my heart. As if on cue, the word's seemed to roll easily off my tongue.
"If you can help me save those close to my heart, protect those I deem as my friend's, and defeat those who would bring harm with a malicious intent...I will gladly accept your term's." I replied as the flares combined back into one light above my head.
It seem's so warm now, and I can see as my hand shakily reaches up to touch it. It's light suddenly surround's me like a coccoon. I can feel it's power seep through my skin, and into my body. I give a soft smile as my ear's begin to pick up the sound of voices.
"She just adaptted to four Innocence." a woman exclaimed in pure shock. "That's imposible...she is already in possesion of the one she was born with." a man stutter's in disbeleif, and that is the last I hear as the darkness comes back. However, this time it feel's brighter somehow. And this is where my journey began, on my fourth birthday.