Prologue: Destiny
It had been promptly nine months since I had signed my soul to fate. Six months that held many opportunities to back out and say "I've had enough". Had those three words been said the torch would've been passed to another poor, unfortunate soul. But to my despair, that phrase never passed my lips. It hadn't been because I was stubborn, as true as it is, but a trait much worse than that. Blind, ignorant, in denial –call it what you will. Whatever title you pin to it, the effects are the same. They will always be the same.
Mid-August had been the day that I first laid eyes on the menacing building. Aside from its ancient structure, the place had seemed to be just like every other high school.
And I enrolled.
Upon further inspection and eavesdropping, I learned that things aren't always when they appear to be. Whispers told tales of rebels -and of ghosts. Of course stupid rumours like places being haunted were really common now-a-days, but from firsthand experience, one can quickly become a believer. Gihen Academy was everything but ordinary.
Not only had I brought this upon myself, but dragged two good friends down with me. And that would have probably been my biggest mistake.
There were so many opportunities that I could have left; so many chances to rid myself of any horror this school had to offer. All that disappeared when I locked eyes with some smart-aleck blond. I became a puppet to the future; a cold lump of clay that some higher power would mold and prod to their taste, and eventually throw into the fiery kiln when satisfied.
Or perhaps, this is destiny.
A stupid thought really, because there is no such thing as destiny. And that is one thing I will believe until my dying breath.
Alia and Rae; I'm sorry for my ignorance, I never meant to hurt you two. I'm only human, a really stupid human. But I'm going to fix this. Swearing on my Father's name I will repair the damage I've caused, and then maybe you can find it in your hearts to forgive me.
Then the three musketeers will be once more.
Sincerely,
Your Abigail Colbert
-x-Three Months Earlier-x-
