Chapter 1. My name is Shiva. Why are there little black creatures chasing me?

Key:

"Talking"

'Thinking."

'Book or something read able, or important that was said..'

Memory, flashback.

Important event. Slowed time, or time freeze.

The Voice, villains, or an exclamation/shout.Important sayings.

--Ancient text in Merlin's room.--

The Elemental Masters and the Elemental Swords.

'Long ago, before even the time of the creation of Heartless, there was a powerful warrior. He had a love for nature, despite being a legendary fighter who must destroy it to prevail. He also loved the elements, what they stood for, and their specific powers. He sought out to turn the elements into a form of force. To be used to fight, and defend. After several years of trial and error, he finally succeeded. He mastered and could use all of the elements. As time went on several people, wanted to learn the way to control the elements. Most because they held the same love for the elements, others to control them and abuse the gift they granted. Even so, those people went on to become his apprentices. He soon realized there were too many elements to teach his students, and some which could not be re-taught. Therefore, he decided to teach the most powerful ones. The ones in which he picked were Wind, Water, Earth, Thunder (Sound)/Electricity, Fire, Lightning, Ice, Light, Darkness, and last but not least Purgatory. He had found Thunder (sound) and electricity were one in the same. Not to be confused with lightning. Lightning was condensed heat, a different form of fire, like Ice and water. Electricity was an element all its own, it was raw power. As the years went on, one student each mastered one element. As he had thought and it proved his theories. Everyone had a natural element, and that was what they were able to connect with and use. As more time went on he found out some elements were compatible with other elements. This was found out as his student's got in relationships with one another and had families. They made the first born from each family, the new apprentice of both their parents' elements. They soon became the legendary 7even.

The first was the controller of Wind and Water. Born of Aysa, the Wind Mistress and Azul the Master of Water.

The second was the controller of Earth and Thunder (Sound)/Electricity. Born of Toph the Earth Mistress and Omi the Master of Thunder (Sound)/Electricity.

The third born became the controller of Fire and Lightning. Born of Ran the Master of Fire and Saya the Mistress of Lightning.

The last 4our went to the royal family, and became the family legacy. As they were always siblings in later years, as the years went on.

The first of the family legacy was the controller of Darkness but could also control Fire and Thunder/Electricity, they where the 4ourth. Born of Yulia the Mistress of Darkness, and Noba and Warrior of the people.

The second was the controller of Ice, but was able to also use Wind and Lightning, they were the 5ifth. Born of Yuki the Ice mistress, Princess and Nagi of the royal guard.

The 3hird was the controller of Light and could also use Earth and Water, they were the 6ixth controller. Born of Hikari the Master of Light and Hagi the royal adviser.

The fourth and 7eventh was the controller of Purgatory, which no one knew the extent of the elements power, but was said to be the strongest. Born of Aya the princess and Yami the Master of Purgatory. Nevertheless, legend, the notes left behind by the True Master, says the Purgatory controller could use all elements, even the untaught ones.

The Master's and controllers knew that there would not always be someone to teach the new generation. Therefore, they ultimately made the decision, to find a way for history and the knowledge of the past to never be forgotten. They created the 7even swords. Each sword for each of the Controllers, who would become known as, the new generation of Masters. But always known to never be the originals. And when the time came for the swords, their new master's would they chose, and take their place at their wielders side. As years have gone on, people have found ways to manipulate and use the elements, but even they have never mastered or been able to fully control them, to their most powerful form. They use magic and material, which only traps a fraction of their true powers, and force.'

Standing in the middle of the echoing silence, the girl sobbed. They were silent. No tears just the trembling of her fragile form. After a few moments she calmed herself down. She hugged herself to try and rid the suffocating coldness. She sighed regaining her cold composure. It was ironic. She had been raised in the cold, born to deny warmth, from even herself. She was raised to crave coldness not warmth. And here she stood craving for warmth. The warmth she had found recently. She chocked on a new sob, and opened her eyes. The inky blackness surrounds her. 'That's why I'm here. To sit everything back.' She had to concentrate not for herself, but for them. She sighed. She looked around. Where was Crimson? And the others, they couldn't be dead, not yet. She saw a white door. Darkness surround the door, but light shun from behind. To right everything that I have wronged I must go through, alone. She took a calm breath, and reached for the door.

"Get up!" The girl shot up. "Get up!" Was being repeated. The girl looked to her computer. She stood and walked over pressing the enter key. The room went to being silent, once more. The girl walked to her mirror.

Messy waist length black/purple hair with ice blue streaks clung to her soaked in sweat. Eye's the same color as her hair stared back at her, disgusted at the sight. Sighing she went to her small pile of clothes trying to find something clean to wear. Finding an outfit she threw on the jeans and hoodie. Not having time for a shower she found her fire brush and jerked it threw her hair. When she had gotten it threw all of it, she threw it back down. Grunting she found her caring bag, and shoved her books and laptop into it. She grabbed her house key and walked out the door. 'I don't know why I even bother locking it. Who the hell would wish to rob this icebox.' She turned and started her way to that godforsaken hell. Yeah you know where. School, High School. It was an odd school.

Girl's P.O.V

Walking I wondered what would happen today. I would have to walk through the front entrance, then the whispering and glares would start. The students would glare at me and talk about how "unpopular" I was. I would ignore them and go straight to my room then to my desk. That was my daily routine. The rest of the day was usually a blur to me, although I know something different happened every day. The thing is I normally just ignore it.

I sighed already hearing the whispers. I was able to shrug it off and enter the school while most of the students waited outside. I sighed, for the millionth time, my mind wandering. I didn't notice, nor did I hear the voice's as they headed my way. When I finally did notice someone near it was too late.

By the time the bell rang, I was completely drained. New students had come today. They were who I ran into this morning. Neither of us apologized when I knocked one of them over. We just continued our opposite ways. I didn't notice how many there were or if any were guys or girls. And I had completely forgotten about it. That is until one of the gothic posers came up to me.

"Hey Neko-Jin."

I'll tell you this; the only people I can stand in this school were the Goths, skaters, and random gang members. And the fact that they are the only people I relate to, I told them what I was. Either I did that or they were each gonna make up a nickname for me. So I told them I was a Neko-Jin. None of them knew what it meant. None in the school knows what it means, so it confuses people when they call me that. I had to actually sit down my, as they call themselves 'friends', and tell them what it meant. They all surprisingly were cool with it. And so they all knew even the godforsaken posers. And they all gave their word not to tell anyone what it meant. They liked confusing people as I do. But damnit! I hate it when the posers also call me by my race. I feel exposed.

I twitched and looked at the blond. "Yes?"

She pouted while sulking in an attractive manner. "You know all the new kids have the same classes together?" I shrugged nodding, getting my bag ready."Well they are in all of your classes as well." She finished.

I sighed. "I didn't notice." She sighed as well and left. And I was finally free.

"Clo'e bugging you?"

I untensed a fraction. "Of course and it's your entire fault. You're the one who allowed her to be in your group, knowing full well she's a poser, Rick." I said. I could feel rather than see his smirk.

"Well my love, she is my only cousin. And her parents just died. I felt sorry for her." he says sitting on my desk.

I half-heartedly glare at him. "Stop being so sweet you're going to ruin your reputation, as well as my record of never being ill." I say leaning back with my bag on my shoulder. I notice Rick not leaving and sigh. "And what do you want?" Rick discreetly pouts, sighing. The class by now is empty.

"Well my love," I twitch when he calls me that again. "I wanted to know if--"

"No Clo'e can't stay at my house this weekend so you can spend time with you current lover."

"But--"

I raise my hand "No buts." I stand and leave him growling. Walking back to my house was uneventful. On the way home I noticed a new cafe' so I decided to check it out. Walking in I sat down in the corner and listened to the soothing music. The Latte was pretty good. I was relaxed which is probably why I didn't sense the danger, nor notice another's presence, until the threat was made. The metal of the gun pushed into my side, harshly.

"Don't move."

I blinked and froze my breath catching. 'This isn't happening, it can't be happening. Why the hell is this happening!' My slight feeling of fear turned into rage.

"Now stand and walk out to the alley beside the store."

Glaring I did as I was told. 'As soon as we enter the alley I'm gonna kick this guys ass!' I slowly make my way out with the person walking behind me. We entered the alley and I spun to punch the guy in the face.

"Stop."

Suddenly my body was frozen. "WHAT THE HELL!" I yelled, trying to move.

"Now if you would kindly calm down and don't try to attack me, I'm sure we can reach some form of a truce." The guy said.

The guy was wearing a freaking black cloak. I growled. The guy started to softly laugh. Okay now that pissed me off. 'This egotistical bastard is laughing at me!'

"Shut the hell up! Why the hell are you laughing! You're the one who practically kidnapped me, and now your fucking laughing at me!"I yell.

I hear the jerk sigh. "Such language. And my reason for laughing is because a few moments ago you looked like a caged predator." The guy said. I glared again. "Now I have something of which I need to speak with you about. Will you answer my questions?" he asked.

"If you fucking unfreeze me!" I shout.

He sighs once more. "If you promise to watch you language around me." He said I snort, but nod. The dude waves his hand and I hit the ground.

I look up and glare at him. "What the--"

"Language."

I growl. "Fine. What the heck do you want?"

The guy nodded. He pulled his hood down. He had spiky blond hair and a pair of sunglasses, they were black out lined in lime green. "My name is Jay." He stated. Two minutes passed. He sighed again. "What is yours?"

I sigh. "Ice...Shiva Ice."

He smirks and removes his glasses. He has icy blue eyes. "So I was correct when I guessed you were the one I was looking for." I raise an eyebrow. 'Looking for me?'

He laughs again. "Take care Little Ice. I'll be back."

He then vanished, but I didn't really notice I had frozen at what he had called me. Little Ice. That triggered something in my mind, but I couldn't quite place what it triggered. I suddenly felt dizzy and tired. I swore the doctors had said I would never get my memory back and that it was a lost cause trying. So why did that name trigger something in my mind. I sigh. 'No use trying to figure it out. I should get home and get some rest. I feel like I'm about to fall over.' I make my way into the cafe' where my bag is. I put it on my shoulders, and leave the cafe'.

I walk down the street admiring the moon and stars. I see a shooting star. I pause and watch it. It's rare to see shooting stars here; this is only my second one. I half smile, I go to look at the moon again. I notice another shooting star, then another. I stop looking at one area and take in the whole sky. 'What the--' There were thousands of shooting stars. Not only that but I noticed some were blinking out completely. "Something's wrong. This isn't normal." I quietly say. I look down to the street, that's when I notice that the shadows also look different. They seem to be moving. They almost look alive. I look closer. 'Oh, my god they are moving! And what the hell is that are those eyes!' By now, even though I was doing it discreetly, I was freaking out. 'Oh, shit, oh, shit. Oh, shit. Oh, shit. What the hell's going on! Is it the end of the world?' I looked around. 'Darn it! Their all moving. What is going on?'

I slowly back up and try not to draw attention to myself. Of course when have I ever succeeded in not drawing attention to myself? Never. All the beady little eyes turned to my direction. 'Why me?' The "creatures" started walking toward me. Then at least six of them jumped at me. I dodged most of them, I had a feeling that punching them wouldn't do very good, but one of them somehow snuck up behind me. I spun around in time to have a small clawed hand rip threw my shoulder and arm instead of my back and shoulder blades. 'There pretty strong for small black creatures' the force of the contact sent me flying into a building.

I heard the loud crack as my head made contact with the brick building. I felt myself sliding down the wall and landed in a sitting position. They were advancing on me once more. 'Probably to finish me off.' I thought in amusement. No one had ever beaten me before and now I was being beaten by small black creatures. 'Heh, it's fucking hilarious!' My mind was becoming sluggish. I distantly felt liquid running down my chin. '...Blood?' Their legs were tensing, they were about to attack. I let a true smile cross my lips. 'Finally, the darkness I've longed for, for so long. The blissful nothingness I have craved for.'

I heard something that sounded like small explosions. I focused my attention and noticed that they were being destroyed by who I have no idea. I no longer had the strength to hold my head up so I let it drop to my chest. A few seconds later I felt a hand on my shoulder slightly shaking me.

"Hey are you alright?" A worried girl's voice asked.

I tried to look up and see who it was that had disturbed my awaited blissful end, but I couldn't and my strength was completely vanishing. 'It may not be the dark slumber I crave but at least its blissful quiet darkness. Even if only for a couple hours.' And with that I slipped into the darkness of unconsciousness, with one finale thought. A poem I had heard that seemed to suit me.

Complicated, jealous, girl.

Envious of everybody else's world.

Complicated, jealous, girl.

Look at the pretty mess you have made trying not to crack and break.

Shadow: Finally. I have been wanting to fix this mess for awhile now. The original will be destroyed. Shiva was ncharge of that one... She's so scatter braind...