My legs were resisting the tiredness that I was feeling. My lungs were fighting for air as I gasped. I checked the chasers running behind me and, from some place, I got strength to keep me going through the route. I touched the opened wound in my left shoulder and a thick layer of my blood rolled down my hand.

"You need to fight back" a soft voice said inside my head. "You need to show your best. Find something to fight for."

My eyes closed for a second as the painful tears got out of my eyes. I could feel the torture, the despair in my throat. I knew that I had no way out.

But, all of a sudden, the landscape changed and everything was gloomy. I couldn't see anything but a light. A light with a vibrant and different color that was directing me to something.

To someone.

The semblance was constructed as I got closer. The hazel eyes, the heavenly smile and the spiky and dark hair belonged to just one person.

The person that gave me hope, the person that could heal my scars, the person that I would always protect from anyone. The person that I loved yesterday, the person that I love today and the person that I will love for the rest of my life.

The person that I was fighting for.

I opened my eyes and listened to the steps approaching. I started running, for the umpteenth time, and tried to distract those who were hunting me.

Those who had me as their prey.

I throw the sparkles in their direction and some of them got out of my sight but I knew that there were still some of them trying to catch me.

I murmured some words and they had an effect on the hunters sooner than I thought they would. All of them were now at the ground trying to cover their ears. The disturbing noise was nothing to me. I considered it something good and helpful.

I observed the place where I was, the large and tall trees involving me. Nobody was going after me anymore. Even though I was safe, I tried to run, to find an exit, but I had lost energy in the fight. I was weak and nothing could support me at that moment. I felt the weight of my body pulling me to the ground. I shocked my head and my eyes shut down.

All at once, I saw his splendid face. He took my hands in his and smiled. He moved quickly, his eyes capturing me, and I followed him. And the last thing I remembered thinking was:

Are we out of the woods yet?


Author's Note: Most of the characters doesn't belong to me, even though I will put some OC's on the book. The story is narrated in Beacon Hills but there are some characters of The Originals. If you don't watch this tv show, there's no problem because everything will be explained. I had this idea a long time ago but I started writing on December (2014) and I truly hope that you guys like it. Share with me what you thought of this prologue, I will be really pleased to answer the reviews.