*** Prologue ***
"Skye Kadami; England's rising star in the field of medicine. Born to Yunsung and Misa Kadami in Tokyo, Japan back in 1989, Skye was destined for greatness. At the tender age of five, Skye competed in the National Mathematics Tournament, placing first against a competitor three times her age.
After the untimely death of her father shortly after her sixth birthday, Skye and her mother moved from Japan all the way to America for a fresh start. By the time Skye turned sixteen, she had demonstrated a huge desire to help people, giving up her weekends to volunteer at a homeless shelter and working part time in a small antiques shop to help fund a local soup kitchen.
Honour student, cheerleader and nationwide Mathematics and Science representative for her school in national tournaments; is there anything Skye can't do? Well yes actually, there is. She seems utterly incapable of saying no to those in need.
After finishing school at the age of eighteen, Skye decided to leave America, in favour of the smaller and more secluded backdrop of England. While her mother Misa stayed behind in America, Skye attended Oxford University on a dual Mathematics and Medical scholarship. It was here that Skye found her true passion when helping people; the ability to give people second chances at life.
And now, Skye is ready to leave Oxford with a degree in Medical Science, a Masters Degree in Medicine, and a PhD. With a job waiting for her at St. Georges Hospital in London, the future looks bright for England's newest young Doctor..."
Skye muted the sixteen inch TV sat on top of her desk. She had been hiding in her office for the past twenty four hours and had had the same documentary show playing on a loop for the past hour and a half. With the blinds drawn, the lights off and the door locked, she was, for all intents and purposes, not there. At least that's what her colleagues believed. They hadn't seen her for days, and were finding it difficult to contact her via any means they could think of. Still, Skye simply sat there, staring at the now mute television and forming in her head the words she would soon be writing on the two separate pieces of paper that lay in front of her on the desk.
"Where do I begin?" She wrote on the first piece of paper, "If I had ever imagined, on that day six months ago, that my journey from that day would lead me to where I am now, I think I may have simply left it where I found it. I may have simply passed it by, not given it so much as a backwards glance, and my story would have been over before it even began. I found it by pure chance, perhaps if I hadn't been forced to hide from those bastards in the Rem Wreck, things would be different. Yes, they would be very different, if it weren't for those men, I wouldn't have hidden behind that bush, I wouldn't have fell backwards over a branch and landed next to it. Yes, things would be very different indeed. I still can't shake the horrible memory of that night. That awful night, six months ago..."