Prologue
My fist burned with pain as I shot a harsh punch to my enemy. His face caved in from the strength of my punch, his shadowed eyes easily closing from the shock of the blow. I let out a small grin, as I danced to the side to avoid another of his minions' attack. My right foot shot towards his face, turning his head and sounding a sickening crack as his neck let out a sharp break. My hands balanced themselves on the ground as I completed a hand-stand and spun around. Both men fell, one cursing, one twitching, to the ground. I stood, the moonlight revealing the scowl on my face. My clothes were torn, to say the least. With nothing but a light-blue t-shirt torn so bad that it revealed my waist, and torn, cut off, blue jean, shorts and absolutely no shoes, I let out a shiver as I grabbed my ice-blue hair that was now hanging down to my knees, and tied it into a swift knot. The small bangs that remained framed the dark, blue, midnight colored eyes that shone with hatred for my assailants. "Teaches you to attack a girl" I spat as I recognized the sounds of sirens from police cars quickly approaching.
With only the thought of going to jail again prancing in my head, I turned and dashed down the dark alley way, leaving the beaten men to fend for themselves against the brutal police force. The further I ran, the more I could only want to leave this hideous town. The buildings were far past crumbling, some hanging on by mere tape, and then there were the buildings of the nobles that stood high, and tall, towering above most of the city. I slowed my run to a stop at the edge of town, the barren wasteland dominating my view. The city I was in was small, to say the least, and deserted now a days. I let out a small grin as I dashed, shoe-less into the barren abyss that lay before me. Unprepared for the true meaning to my leaving this hideous city.