So yet another old story I found on my old laptop. It might be old but what's the harm in publishing? Of course I own nothing and never will. Everything belongs to Naoko Takeuchi.
Reversal of Destiny
Some would say they were destined to destroy each other, but those who believed this were far too simple. Two beings cannot be created to hate, let alone to forever chase one another throughout time and space the way these two forces have. Both were needed to maintain balance, for if one does not know what evil is, how does one recognize good?
The clouds were an ominous sign as they appeared from seemingly nowhere. The full moon that had just moments ago dominated the sky was now unable to shine down on the sleeping city below, leaving the metal and glass in darkness.
If anyone had looked up, they would have felt a depressing - almost foreboding - aura around the new vapors. Of course, no one paid attention to something as mundane as the atmosphere, especially at this hour. So when the sky seemed to ripple, as if someone - or something - was trying to break through, no one saw.
The tearing continued until a strange shadow seemed to descend from the heavens to the earth itself.
Shadow was a poor word but was the best way to describe it to simple-minded mortals.
It was a dense mass of negative energy that seemed to have a life of its own and it looked like it was trying to find something… or was it someone.
The black outline snaked its way around the city, moving through every dark corner and obscure angle.
The only way to really know it even existed was to feel it.
Feel the coldness that could numb any mind.
Feel the sense of overwhelming despair that lies in the hearts of all men.
Finally, it arrived at a small house in the middle of the city. There was nothing unusual about it from the outside, nothing to distinguish it from the surrounding properties. All the doors and windows were locked but the darkness was not from this world, much less solid. It passed through the walls and went right for its target, as if a beacon was summoning it.
The room was small and was, to put it mildly, disorganized.
It belonged to a tiny girl, sleeping away without a care in the world. Hair belonging to a black animal was evident but no creature was present. There was one other interesting item in the room, a small golden brooch with a crescent moon engraved on the front and four gems in the corners - one red, one blue, one green, and one orange.
The shadow then surrounded the girl, drawing closer and closer…
Cerulean blue eyes awoke with a start as a mouth opened with a gasp.
A light sweat broke out on her forehead, though her body was unusually cold.
"What was that?" the child quietly thought, her mind wandering to the nightmare she just had.
Hands, cold, clammy, dark black were pulling… pulling her down into the darkness as screams seared into her ears…
She shook her head a few times, locks of blonde hair falling to the floor.
"It was just a dream. It must be these fights. Maybe I should tell… no! She won't listen to me."
The young girl returned to her rose filled dreams, the hands forgotten.
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So that was the prologue. What do you think?
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