A/N: So, here is the very short prologue of my new Bones story! It's going to be longer than others I think and I'm trying something new! A Case Fic! (I know, what am I thinking!) I'm going to try to be as accurate as possible, but I'm sure that there will be mistakes. This story will probably only be updated once a week, as I am going to edit my chapters before posting them. (Plus all the research should take me a while. References located in my profile!) Hope you enjoy!
DISCLAIMER: This story describes graphic scenes of death.
The cold, stiff air blew through the trees, causing the leaves to tremble slightly. One fell from it's branch and slowly made its way to the ground, coming to rest against a charred finger.
The finger belonged to a body, one that was burned beyond all recognition. Tendrils of smoke still rose from the blackened bones, disappearing into the night air.
He (for it was a he) was coal black from head to foot. Only remnants of his once white eyes could be distinguished. One arm was placed over his mouth as if in a last ditch attempt at shielding himself from the blazing inferno. Pieces of burned flesh clung to him; his heart, once alive and beating, now shrivelled and black.
He lay in a clearing in a forest, the surrounding trees black with soot.
Lost in a woods that was rarely visited. Once a man, now nothing but burned flesh and bones.
Five hundred miles away, a fly landed on the bluish lip of a nine year old girl. Her blonde hair spread out around her head like a halo, her eyes wide open and almost protruding from her face. Her mouth was in a perfect 'O' of surprise as if she wasn't expecting the tight skipping rope around her neck to do its job.
Maggots had begun to tear away at her visible flesh, the rest of her body half-buried in a landfill amongst the garbage of the city.
Clutched in her hand is her backpack, a last link to the life she once knew.
And five miles away from her, Dr. Temperance Brennan awoke to begin her day.