Moshi Moshi! So here's the Re-write of 'Light of a Firely' (formally known as 'Song of Ice'). I hope it' better than before. Also! I need a Beta. If you're interested please PM me. Mmkay? Hahaha thank you for reading! I love you all!

~Kalypso

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Prologue: My Wish

Dying means leaving, leaving means never coming back.

That's what I had been raised to believe. When you pass your spirit leaves and you can't return no matter how hard you try. But you see... Even a little thing called Death has its own tricks.

My name is Angela, or rather was, and I died on my 15th birthday. I don't remember exactly how I was killed, but I do remember a man, a knife and fire. I remember screaming, siren's blaring all around, unbearable heat consuming me and pain.

Terrible and excruciating pain. It hurt so bad that I couldn't move. I don't think I could've moved even if I wanted to, as I couldn't feel my legs.

Blood.

There had been blood. I knew it was blood, because it smelled and it was sticky.

It pooled around my head and turned my white hair crimson red. I knew what was happening. I was able to see what was going on, even though my eyesight was beginning to fade.

There had been a man and he was leaning over me with a sick, twisted smile on his face. He was talking to me saying, "Nighty night little girl." He then chuckled before coughing and leaving me there, the knife he used still embedded in my stomach. The gash on my face bleeding profusely.

~Why me? Why is this happening to me? Why am I in this position? What did I do wrong? Why...~ I thought my eyes sliding closed as a painful burning sensation began at my legs. I heard sirens blaring but even now that was fading as my hearing began slipping. My eyes started burning and they were hurting so I closed them.

The burning moved higher up, now reaching my torso. I couldn't feel my legs anymore and I knew that I was going to die.

It was a fact that I wouldn't be saved. I was being burned, alive.

But yet I kept calm. I didn't move, I couldn't even if I wanted to. And I didn't think ill. Instead I thought of my life up until this point and how I had grown, from a small baby up to a 15 year-old teenager.

I weakly smiled as I thought of the past, I hadn't even had my first kiss yet. I had been waiting for the right guy and I had thought I found him and I was going to ask him out the following week.

Heh... I guess I can't do that now.

I'm sorry mom, for dying and for not telling you I love you before I left. I love you.

I'm sorry dad, for all our fighting and for all the times we never spoke to each other. I love you.

I'm sorry Cyrus, you were the greatest little brother I could ever ask for. I love you.

I'm sorry Ksenia, my best friend, the greatest girl I have ever known, Thank you for listening to me. I love you.

And lastly, I'm sorry Cesar, my crush, my love, my light, my everything. I'm sorry I never got the chance to tell you how I feel. I'm sorry you'll never see me. I'm sorry that I'll never be able to hug you again. I'm sorry, I'm so sorry. I love you.

I love all of you. I will miss you and I hope you miss me as much as I will you...

The burning returned, breaking me from my thoughts. It had reached my chest and I felt my senses slipping. My brain refused to comprehend what was happening. There was no pain, just a prickling in my skin. On my body.

Half my visions was completely black and the rest was blurry and fading rapidly. The last image embedded in my mind was the roof above me. A vibrant mixture of red, yellow and orange. I watched as it came crumbling down, on top of me...

Then everything was black...

Something was prodding me awake. Stubbornly I pushed it away. But it kept poking me over and over again.

"Stop it!" I yelled my eyes opening wide.

I was in a room. A white room. One I didn't recognize, an unknown room. It was sterile, too sterile for my personal liking.

"Hello?" I called looking around my grey eyes darting from corner to corner.

I tried moving, but I was stuck in a bed. My legs had been strapped down with a thick leather wrap.

"My name's Angela. If I were to ever die this would be my one wish..."

My voice. I heard my own voice. It floated around me, and fading into an echo. I knew this recording. It was a school project we did. Our teacher had us make a video saying what we would want if we were to die...

"I would want to be a ninja and live in the Naruto World."

I blushed hearing myself. I never realized how stupid that sounded.

God no wonder people would look at me weird. It wasn't because I was bipolar.

"And why would I want to live there? I would want to live there because I love being unique and I believe that being a ninja would be the best thing ever. I would want to be..."

"Hinata Hyuga's twin sister. And I would grow up to be on Team Seven with Sasuke and Naruto instead of Sakura..." I began reciting my own video. "I wish I could be in the Naruto World and live there if I were to ever die. Then my life would be perfect..." I gave a smile.

I yawned. Why was I so tired? I rubbed my eyes with my hand and gave another long yawn. I laid back down on the bed, which had become so comfortable and soft.

I gave a small laugh, "Now I really want to be a ninja..." I smiled and snuggled deeper into my pillow. My breath evened out as my eyes closed and fell into a deep sleep.

My Wish was to become a Ninja.

~~Fin~~

That's the end of the Prologue. I think I did better than before...

I know it's short but I have a terribly hard time adding details and making it super long. But I will try x'DD I promise.

Anywhoo, I'll start writing Chapter 1 now.

Byeee