Prologue
A loud explosion emanated throughout the building. A swarm of security guards rushed out of there carrying at least two guns with them. A figure ran into a shadowy area, gasping for breath, silently praying for the guards not to see her. Whilst the guards were searching everything, two men emerged from the smoking building. One of the men was really tall and thin; the other was a slightly shorter man and very well built. Both men were wearing white overcoats. They looked like they were having a very heated discussion.
"You let her escape! What were you thinking? We need her so that we can complete the experiment!"
The shorter man laid a hand on the other man's shoulder and whispered something in his ear. The thin man let out a small sigh then called the security guards to abandon their search.
A slender figure was perched on a derelict building far away from the partially damaged building. Her long ponytail was flapping in the wind. She looked up at the star-studded sky then slowly her gaze went down towards her hands. They were red and covered in tiny little scars, which could be visible even in the shadowy night. She let out a sorrowful sigh and then proceeded to take out a pair of purple leather gloves, which she gradually slipped onto her hands. She walked towards the edge of the building and flew off into the night. A photograph lay crumpled on the rooftop of the building. The wind curled around it and flipped it over to reveal a message on the back
"To Michelle
Whenever you are sad let this photo
remind you of all the great times we had
and will have together.
You are always in my heart
Love
John"
Hope you like it; you obviously know whom that is from. Please review. There will be more in store.