Hey Everybody, this is just an idea, give me your thoughts. If you like it, maybe I'll write another chapter. If you don't I'll trash it.

Disclaimer: I do not own anything, just the OC and plot line.

Resin hovered above the instrument in a wispy cloud. The white powder helped the last crescendo and heavenly chord sound crisp and clear. The ending was final; and this piece was the end of today's work. She loosened her bow and bent down to slide it into the slot where it was kept. The violin she placed in the specially fitted case and laid the scrap of midnight blue velvet over it and shut and lock it. Gathering the few coins she had collected, Aria picked up her music and case, and walked down the nearly deserted and muggy streets.

Business hadn't been good today, no matter how many places she moved throughout Haven. Across the street, a local pastry shop was closing. With one flitting thought, Aria ran across and knocked on the door just as the owner was locking up.

"Please Ma'am, may I buy one pastry before you close?" Aria said pleadingly.

She could tell the woman took pity on her from the state her clothes and thin arms and legs. "Sure, sweetie, come on in, away from the cold," the plump woman said.

Aria walked in to the welcoming scent of bread and sweets, the warmth putting life back into her numb fingers. "Just one, Ma'am, anything I can get for this," she held out the money she had received today.

"Oh dear, now, that's not much, let me see what I can do," the storeowner took the money and very obviously slipped more pastries than Aria paid for into a bag.

"Excuse me, but that's much more than I paid for."

The woman looked up and smiled. "No matter dear, they wouldn't be good tomorrow anyway."

"Thank you, very much." Aria took the bag and with a smile, left the bakery. She stuffed her hand into the bag and pulled out sugared bread, and took a huge mouthful of it, savoring every chew and swallow. All in a second, her throat tightened and she stumbled. A vision flashed before her eyes. Someone was being hurt, no, two people hurt and a flash of white light. And then it was over. Aria opened her eyes to find her bag of pastries floating in the air; how odd, she thought. She regained her composure and grabbed the bag out of the air. This wasn't the first time these things had happened; but not at the same time though. She wondered whom it was in her vision that had gotten hurt; she hoped they would be okay.

She finished the first pastry and maneuvered herself so she could get to the bag without dropping her violin. Just as she was fumbling, she passed a dark alley off to her right. Suddenly the feeling of cold steel found its way to the nape of her neck and she froze, stopped right where she was.

"Hey, how's it going?" A low, deep voice penetrated her head; slowly, very slowly, she turned to see a man with crazy eyes, and she knew what was going to happen to her. But what could she do? All she had was a violin and a pastry, and he had a knife.

Still, it was either try to escape, or be beaten and raped. She opted for the former. She swung her case so hard she thought her arm would come out of its socket, straight into the rapist's stomach. Unfortunately, this didn't stop him. He grabbed her wrist just as she started to run, and twisted her arm. Pain seared through it, coursing like blood.

It would be useless to scream, there was no one around, it was after dark, and no one was about. This was the end.

The man grabbed her and pushed her up against the wall, halfway down the alley. Aria started to cry and wriggle, but the man's hold on her was so tight it hurt. He grinned and made a little chuckle.

"There's no use in resisting, girl, you might as well enjoy it," He laughed and began to thrust up against her. She could feel it even though he was still clothed. He started kissing her violently, his tongue going down her throat and making her gag. Besides fear, the only other thought going on in her mind was, this is absolutely the most grotesque thing that has ever happened to me!

The next thing she knew he was taking off his pants and lifting up her skirt. Suddenly the man was thrown off her, pants and all, and she even thought she heard bones snap. He screamed and moaned in agony.

Aria slid to the ground, out of breath and hurting. She was almost too scared to look up and see who, or what had hurt the man.

But she did, and absolutely thought she was dreaming. Because the vision she saw when she looked up, was none other than a gleaming white unicorn.

Wait no....

Not a unicorn...there was no horn...

A horse. Ok, I'm definitely hallucinating. What in the Gods' name would possess a horse to do that?

:I am not a horse, Aria. I am a Companion and my name is Erendis . I have Chosen you.: