A/N: Okay, this is just the prologue people. I'll go into the detail of the story and what happened to get to this point beginning of the next chap. I just really want to know what you all think and if it interests you enough to want to know what happened and what will happen. Please review so I know you want me to continue. Please note that is will be my first time doing a story like this. You'll see what I mean when you read. I've done plenty of Kigo so that's not what I mean. You'll see what I'm talking about when you read. But please be gentle for it will be my very first time doing ANYTHING LIKE THIS. Also, this will be my very first none fantasy or creature involved Kigo story. Everyone's human here. And no powers except for the ones how already had powers to begin with. So I hope I to well for this story really isn't my field but I'm giving it a shot. This story was inspired to me by a meeting I had at school for the GSA (Gay, Straight Alliance). We where talking about doing a play and I had the idea for creating one. But the head person (one of my best gay friends X3) of the meeting said we should just use a gay play that has already been written, like The Laramie Project. But I wanted something with love and tragedy like Mulan Roush and Romeo and Juliet. But twist in The Laramie Project style. But the head leader said no. So after awhile of thinking I decided to tweak my idea and make it into a Kim Possible Kigo. And the story you are now going to read it what I have developed. Enjoy and thank you for choosing to read this story.
Disclaimer: "Kim Possible" and all characters within © The Walt Disney Company and its related entities. Kim Possible created by Mark McCorkle & Bob Schooley. All rights reserved. No profit is being collected from the fiction contained within. You can blame the rest of this on me.
Rating: M is my rating for intimations of a physical relationship and intimate contact between consenting adult females. This also covers harsh language but not to harsh. If this will offend you, please read something else and then seek professional help.
Summary: Kim's life was perfect, in her eyes. A wonderful family, great friends, a loving boyfriend, and good grades in school. What could possibly go wrong? Tragedy then struck and dark secrets will be revealed. And the destiny of the hero will be decided.
Prologue
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It was night. Had to have been one of the blackest nights ever in Middleton. A down pour suddenly was cast upon the happy town. A strike of lightning, a roar of thunder, and wild howls of the whipping winds indicated something was not right tonight.
On the seventh story of an enormous white building, in the fourth window in that row on the south end of the complex, a bright light could be seen.
A figure stood in the light before the window gazing out into the eye of the storm.
"Nature must know. I guess tonight will be the night." the figure spoke in a most depressed and heartbroken tone any human has ever heard. Her voice was raspy and heavy, as if it hurt to speak. The figure's eyes seemed worn-out and gloomy with dark rings around the eyes. Looking like the person was a raccoon. Large bags under the eyes confirmed the person hadn't been sleeping for quite awhile. And if so then not the nicest sleep in the world.
The figure's red hair covered there eyes. The hair was long indicating it must be a woman.
The woman brushed her hair out of her eyes revealing mystical deep pools of green. Her orbs held a bottomless pit sorrow. The depths of her pain could probably go un-understood except by one person. The woman's true love.
Yes her family and friends loved her dearly and were pained. But none other then the woman's love. Her love's heart was shredded, burned and the ashes were scattered by a powerful wind that wished to never allow them to reform.
She knew tonight would be the night, but she didn't want to see her loved ones sadness on her last night. Especially or lover.
Her lover never cried. But three months ago, when the red head was told of her condition, her lover fell to her knees in tears. For the pass two months and three weeks she has witnessed her lover being the nicest her lover has ever been. Her lover never left her side. Her lover would cradle her and rock her, singing and song her lover made just for her.
It was the red heads lullaby.
The red head would play her lullaby on her ocarina her lover gave her. It was from the ocarina that the lullaby originated from. Her lover gave her the small gun shaped flute instrument the week she went into the hospital.
It had been a week and three days now she had been here. And it looked like it was time.
The red head sat on the chair in her room by the window and began playing her lullaby.
I will play it. One last time. My love, I hope you can hear me play. For this time, I'm playing it for you.
The woman played the odd shaped flute with ease thanks to her lover for giving her lessons.
The beginning was a series of crashendo and decrashendo sounds. Mellow and slow in rhythm. Then in mind beginning and music picked up beat for nearly two minutes. Then in the middle which must people would call the chorus, her playing soothed into a suddle, soothing, soft and warm tone. It was happy and yet so very sad. As if it made you want to cry. Cry both tears of extreme happiness and tears of pure sorrow. Then the chorus ended and it went back into it's rhythmic tempo. After about a minute the red head then played another chorus. It was heart-filled, deep with love and full of so much emotion. It was a truly loving and blissful sound.
The woman began crying. Her tears streamed her face as the last of the lullaby was played. The woman held the last note for a while then released her lips from the mouthpiece. She then stared down at the black and green painted instrument that had a picture of a rosy pink tiara on the top.
Why? she thought.
Why is fate so malignant? Why is this happening? What have I done to deserve this?
The red head woman turned and looked out the window and into the dark, black, clouded sky.
Is this my destiny? Is this what is to become of me? I have so much to still do. So many that love me. Someone to truly love and adore, and now…
The woman closed her eyes and turned away from the window. Tearing her gaze from the outside world. She then stood and went back to her bed and lied down. Her hand topped over the ocarina that she placed on her chest. Right over her heart.
"I love you my starlight. I always will. You will always be the star that lights my way. No matter how dark a place I'm in. Come tomorrow night, I shall become your star and help light your way in life."
With that the woman's eyes heaved greatly. Her breathing became shallow and her vision blurred.
The red head took one last gaze at the ocarina before closing her eyes and falling into a never ending slumber.