As dusk fell, I watched the cars pass by; as I, Kiana Wright, lay in the snow, wondering, regretting, and yet forgot how I ended up here. No one stopped to see what happened, I knew the car that struck me, the driver was dead. I closed my eyes and found some warmth there.
Sound came to my ears of a door shutting, footsteps approaching. Opening my eyes, I noticed a tall blue-haired male, he wore black jeans and shoes, black jacket, and the undershirt was a dark blue, the necklace was a cross. Looking at his face, I noticed he was smiling at me. I closed my eyes slowly, too cold and tired to stay awake any longer. I felt him put his arms under my head and legs, and lifted me up softly. I drifted off softly as he carried me to his vehicle.
I opened my eyes what felt like seconds later; blinking away the blurriness in my eyes. Lying there, I heard faint voices coming closer. A blonde female walked into the room with a black and dark red-haired male. The female didn't look like she was in a good mood. I started to sit up, but without realizing I was injured, I cried out in agony; collapsing back onto the bed.
Within second I saw the blue-haired male flash into the room, rushing to my side. He looked worriedly at me. The female sighed and left the room as if something unknown went between them. "Rest now and you will heal. The injury you received from the car crash will heal faster than normal."
Then I remembered everything that happened that night, sadly not why I was there, but that I was. He didn't seem to ask where I came from or why I was there. A crash sound came from somewhere in the house. As if a silent message passed between the males, the black and red-haired male flashed out.
A lot of snarling, snapping, crashing went on. I looked at the blue-haired male questionly, but I was growing tired, he lifted me up into his arms and jumped through the closed window. I finally drifted off into sleep.
