INTRODUCTION
"Bye Silena, Beckendorf." Emily said, parting away from their group hug. "We'll miss you, Emily." Silena said. Emily waved at them, and turned to exit Elysium. Of course, that was easier than the parting with her two friends. All she had to do was glare at the guard, daring him to challenge her, and then she walked out of the big golden doors of what has been her home for the past decades.
She made her way to the River Styx and prayed to all the gods and goddesses she knew of. Then she took a plunge. Her skin burned in contact with the water and she hissed in pain. It was dark. She couldn't even look at the tip of her fingers, and the water was quickly filling her lungs. She tried to swim up, but with no avail, the water pulled her down, making sure she doesn't escape. What a decision. It was foolish, only out of desperation. She accepted the way the River would obliterate her very existence any second, until her eyes filled with light.
She saw her mother; at least, she thought it was her mother. Nemesis had wings, angel wings, to be exact. "Daughter," Nemesis addressed Emily. So it was her mother. "It seems that, I'm afraid, this is your fate now," She put her hand on Emily's forehead, showing her images of her future. She saw herself, sobbing in a corner, and then the vision blurred, and turned into one with a pale boy. Then she felt pain. Immense pain. She doubled over in agony, and her mother quickly tapped her daughter's forehead. "Remember this, child. You have the power to execute vengeance. Do not fail your mother." Nemesis frowned, and she disappeared into a burst of white light. Emily shielded her eyes from her mother, and she felt herself get catapulted onto the River bank.
Her whole body was still pained, and when she looked at her skin, it was an impossible color of irritating red. Her head throbbed and her feet threatened to make her stumble and fall down, yet she managed to stand up. Beside her, she found her sword, gleaming brightly. She held it up, trying to distinguish the doors of Orpheus.
She noticed the fields of Asphodel, with yellow grass and obsidian black skies. It was far away, yet she could hear the poor souls' mindless chatters from where she stood. She scanned her surroundings quickly, and found a tiny crack of light. Perfect. She made her way to the light, and found that there was a door there. She pushed, but it wouldn't budge, then she rubbed against the wall, and found a well concealed button. Gingerly, she pressed it.
The door gleamed red, and then it slid open with a rather loud sound. In front of her now, were a set of stairs. She took a deep breath. She was Emily Adams. Daughter of Nemesis. Fifteen going on to Sixteen. More importantly, she was alive.
I more or less improved this. It's still crappy, I know, but I feel it's better. Enjoy! R&R! -thekookycookie