Hey guys, so I am sure you will love this story just as much as I do. Me and Misaai are actually writing this together. I have not actually thought about doing this before with not only myself as a writer, but with another person, who is utterly wonderful. And I am sure you will love this story as much as me and Misaai do. So in the prolouge there are loose ends that have to be filled. But of course we will get to that further into the story. So enjoy.

"And the tears come streaming down your face
When you lose something you can't replace
When you love someone but it goes to waste
Could it be worse?

Lights will guide you home
And ignite your bones
And I will try to fix you

And high up above or down below
When you're too in love to let it go
But if you never try you'll never know
Just what you're worth

Lights will guide you home
And ignite your bones
And I will try to fix you"
~Fix You~ Coldplay

Topaz's Point Of View

It was a normal day in both Forks and La Push. Rain was lightly falling amongst the surface, leaves dropping to the ground as fall had finally arrived. Fall, a season were nature gets ready to start new, where Children happily celebrate Halloween and families Thanksgiving. My sister and I have no comfort of these luxuries. We can always move cities and try to start a new life but the past always seems to catch up with us, somehow some way. We have no official family anymore, nor have we ever known the joy of Halloween with friends. We are the definition of 'loners'. We do not go to social gatherings; we do not go on shopping sprees or go to the hunting grounds to scoop out boys. We have almost no time for that, we never did have that chance at life.

What comes to your mind could be "Damn, your life just downright stinks" and you'd be right it does. But that was all about to change, it'd be an erupt stop. Neither I nor my sister had any clue what fate had in store for us.

"Welcome to La Push Wills" I said to my sister, my voice happily churning as I spoke to her, the sign I had mimicked as we drove past a sign said 'Welcome to La push' but as I said those words she smiled lightly at me and went back to looking out the window, taking in the environment around us. My gaze followed her as I looked around in awe as all the colours of nature blended together to make this memorizing scene, how the brown of the trees complemented the green all around. My senses automatically came to life; I could smell the salt water coming off the beach like waves. My sister and I looked at each before smiling, smiles of glee and joy. My hand seemed like they were controlling themself as I turned onto a road, parking in the dirt that over looked the beautiful, breathtaking beach. I smiled at my sister before talking; it was like breath that took nothing to say. "It's so pretty" my voice seemed to steer me into the direction of the beach, my feet as soft as a cloud, barely making any noise in the sand. "I guess we should wait to unpack, it's so mesmerizing out here" I mumbled, my eyes wide as I looked out in the distance,.
"Let's go further" I yelled before running down the beach screaming and jumping doing flips and cartwheels, before finally sitting in the sand and watching the sun set beyond the horizon, laughing lightly Brook followed me, her eyes looking out into the sky, colours of the sun and the lightest blue blending together splashing orange yellows and pinks across the canvas we call a sky. That blue background melting and exploding with life. Her voice was soft, an edge to it as she spoke "Do you think we could stay here a little longer than a few months" I could see the longing in her eyes. "Depends" I mumbled "Is faith on our side this time or will it still be against us?" She turned to me, her eyes "I hope so Topaz, I really do hope so"

We watched the last of the horizon, the last splashes of colour. Our arms around each other as they world around us grew darker. I spoke the true words of a sister as I looked at her, my voice clear and sure. "I love you Willow. It wasn't your fault she died, you know?" I whispered. Neither of us liked to talk about her. Our mother. She was a subject that wasn't brought up enough, a subject that brought pain in our eye's, made tears fall. And mad our souls soar. Some people, they don't understand. I needed them to, I thought if people knew they'd understand. But sometimes, things are better left unsaid. Even if the only thing you want to do is shout it out to the world. "But it was" Willow managed to choke out. "It was my fault" and like that I watched as a tear travelled down..

And all I wanted to do was prove to her, that something like this was not her fault. It was a tragedy, a cold, heartless tragedy. Life is not school. If you fail in school you can always try again, but in reality you can't. You will die trying to make this place a better environment for those innocent people. But what if they aren't innocent? Does that mean we don't have to protect them?