Author: Dragonfox

Prologue:

"Chloe, hang in there. You got to stay with us, come on Chloe. Fight!"

The voices seemed to fade into nothing as my vision became nothing but darkness. The pain I once felt was gone, I felt cold, light. I felt like I was floating, darkness surrounded my with no signs of light anywhere. I looked around me, but I could barely see five inches in front of me.

"Where am I? What happened to all the lights? Why is it so cold? Where is William?"

So many questions flooded my mind, yet, I never felt panicked by them. These questions should be bothering me, but, I felt at peace here. Closing my eyes, I felt this sudden warm sensation. I was confused, just a few moments ago I was cold. Now I was warming up, I put my hand on my stomach, then chest. Opening my eyes, I locked my gaze with a women who was standing over me.

"Good girl, your back. Your going to be alright. How do you feel right now Chloe?"

How did she know me name? Where was I? I looked around the room, I was in a Hospital. Suddenly, I felt a little panicked.

"Where is my mom? Who are you?"

My voice was cracky, looking to my left arm, I saw an IV. Understanding, I was being drugged to help my pain, though it wasn't very strong, I still felt some pain.

"My name is Aquoria. I'm your nurse. Do you remember what happened?"

I closed my eyes, I had not fully registered my surroundings. I felt uneasy, as if there was a darkness in the room. I found it very hard to breath, like whatever it was, was sucking all the happiness, the joy, the light from the room.

"My brother and I were playing in the woods, just near our house. That's when I fell down a steep hill. That's all I can remember." I spoke, my head was hurting, the medicine was not very strong really.

"Chloe, you fell down the hill and onto a bear trap. It triggered and." She paused and took a breath. "It cut your right arm completely off, our brother saw and called for help. You were air lifted and brought here, I am so sorry Chloe."

Listening to her tell me the story, I looked to where my right arm was, all I saw was bandaging and a small nub. Tears raced down my face, as I drew my gaze from my right arm, to her. She seemed to be feeling the same as myself, I could see her tearing up as she spoke to me. As she spoke, I recalled the entire event.

"8, 9, 10. Ready or not here I come!" I heard my brother say, I was giggling behind a tree, backing up. I was careless, not seeing where I was going, not until it was too late. I stumbled backwards and fell, rolling down the hill. I didn't know what was at the bottom until it was too late, I landed hard. Using my right arm to help me up, I heard a small snap and the rusted metal clamping on my arm. The pain was unbearable, I screamed and soon felt myself blacking out. The last image I remember was my brother screaming and calling for mom. Then I wake up here.