Prologue
A black shadow darted through the trees. It stopped, and the moonlight glanced through the leaves to reveal a girl, she appeared to be twenty or so, and had long brown hair. She looked behind her, and then dashed off again. She was desperate, for freedom, for peace, and to just get away. She was a war machine. The pursuers slowly caught up, swinging swords down at her. She jumped to the side. She never meant to raise her palms at them. She had no control over her powers. She only wanted to survive. Two bright flashes of blue and red light. They were all dead, she nearly screamed in terror. She had never meant to kill them, not her family, not anyone else. But yet there were the bodies, some were torched, others were frozen solid. All had their swords in mid swing. She fell down, exhausted. Crying, she lay there on the ground. "How… Why… Why am I the only monster…?" She sobbed in between words, finally crying herself to sleep, surrounded by the dead bodies of her brothers and sisters.