AN: My story will be a bit rushed since I can´t find it in me to re-write the whole series. But I will make the important moments happen. They will be bit diferent tho.

Akatsuki no Yona is not mine. I own the idea. This is purely Fanficion. ;)

Chapter 1:That red night you weren´t here.

Im still running. I really dont know why. The forest is quiet around me, only the sounds of my chaotic breathing and running to be heard.

I am sure they aren´t chasing me anymore, I know they lost me when he...he died...the servant boy, I cant even remember his name..he died. For me. My legs give out.

…..

Blood. Everywere. As bright as my hair. And hunting in the quiet night. now filled with my screams.

"Father! What happed? Soo-won call a doctor, he isn´t breathing! " I let the words out with rushed breath.

"Imperor Il´s eyes wont open again." Soo-won says with a blank stare "I killed him".

` . .no soo-won would never`

"what are you saying?! you would never do something like that!"

"you dont know" He says simply.

`I love him soo much, father loved him soo much! how could he do this to us?!`

"I´ve been living for this day Yona"

I couldn´t hear anything after that. I ran and ran. A boy helped me. What happend to him? Too scared to think about an answer. I just ran twords the forest. Into an unwelcoming red night.

…..

Im awake. But I dont move. Im not strong like Hak, and I cant find a reason to try. Hak...Wait! Hak! Does Hak know what he did?! Hak would never betray father. Would he? I… I dont know…

I get up. I have to get going. Going where?

Somewere safe. What is safe?

I want someone. I want soo-won. I want...Hak. I want Hak to make a witty coment and tell me to wake up. I want soo-won to rub my tears away and say it was only a nightmare.

I know now that wont happen.

I can feel this is reality. I never felt reality soo hard. The sun is high, and I can feel my fragile porcelain skin burning up. My eyes blurry from crying `am I still crying?`. My legs sore from running. And my heart broken in soo many pieces I cant count. It hurts the most. The sadness, regret, anger and...and- the loneliness.

….

Im not even sure why im waking anymore. The path is getting diferent. Like a mountan. I cant see the castle I grew up on. I guess thats good.

….

Im on the top of a mountain. Its been two days. I havent eaten or drank anything. I dont know what I walk for. I feel sick. Weak. `I am weak, and useless`.

I can hear voices. I hid behind a bush.

"So I hear you have news about the princesse´s wereabouts , I order you to tell me!"

Says a high voice. He seems to be trying to sound intimidating. Wait. Princess?I think its better if I just listen.

" No, Lord greyhead. I dont feel to much like sharing right now."

HAK. Thats Hak. I`d know that sarcastic tone anywere. I want so badly to run towords him! Hold my childhood friend in my arms and cry my eyes out!

But...but, what if he´s like him. Maybe Hak will drive a sword true my chest as I hug him. Tho I dont think dying by Hak´s hands would be that bad. No...NO. I have to go on.

"If thats the case" Says the `greyhead man`.

Then I hear swords and cant help but stand up.

Thank the Gods the other male, who seems somewhat familiar, is looking in another direction. The same as me. The fight.

Hak can fight very well I´ve known that for long. But his movements seems slow.

Weirdly so.

Poison.

Those cowards! That must be it!´ They are conering him. He´ll fall if I dont do anything. What can I do?

It dosen´t matter I run towords the `leader´ of the cowards. I can reconize him as a weird boy who courted me years ago… Tae-jun. Thats his name. His face bright with twisted happiness.

"Make them stop! Hak is inocent!"

"Oh poor princess look pityful princess!"

…..

"You IDIOT! Go Princess! RUN!" I hear Hak yell. He stumbles. Its only a matter of time till he falls!

I try to run to Hak.

"PRINCESS" I hear the man behind me. He´s pushing my hair painfully hard.

"YOUR GOING BACK TO THE CASTLE WITH ME" nonono I cant I wont.

What can I do? Soo-won will kill me. Hak is dying. I don- A sword on his robe. I grab it and cut my hair without a second thought. I feel quite free without the weight of the red locks

"Hak!" I yell he looks at me for a moment. All men around him are down. But he´s stumbeling dangerly close to the edge.

He´s going to fall. I run to him. Still holding on to the sword. Theres no one else in the world but us as I shove Hak back to safety, falling from the cliff in the process.

AN: Sooo…. sorry for that cliff hanger (pun intended). But, I promise I wont take long to update. Please leave a review and tell me what you think about it! Forgive me for any typos English is not my first language.

Love, -A