Hello. Yah, I know, horrible summery thing! But hey, it's a shot! So this is my first Fan Fiction, and I've finally put it up! I hope you guys review and comment, cause let me tell you, boy does this story need you guys!

These first few chapters aren't that great, but they're important, so yah, bare with me!

I also wanted to say a special thanks to Merpme and sultal for their support! They made the stress worth while!

Enjoy! Which is likely impossible because I'm an awful writer, but uh, what can I say? There's a first for everything, right?!


Heart racing in exhaustion, and legs shaking with effort, she was pulled forward. Her wrist clutched tightly in a boy's hand. Every step felt like a mile, and she wanted desperately to stop.

"Jay please," she gasped, weaving between two people, "Please stop."

The boy stopped, looking back and turning, topping the dark haired girl by nearly four inches. He was a handsome boy, at age thirteen, with sandy blonde hair, and sparkling blue eyes. The curl of his hair surrounded his handsome face, and laid unevenly at the nape of his neck. He smiled down at her, holding both her hands in his. "I'm sorry, so sorry Destiny," he said, breathless himself. His familiar English accent warmed her soul. "I just..." he trailed off, looking down.

Destiny pulled one hand from his grasp and laid it over his. His sensitivity to her and all that she'd gone through touched her, and she could only think of one other person she'd want beside her. But of course, that was impossible, because he was far away by now. She was twelve, but most would never guess. Most thought that she was at least fourteen, possibly fifteen. Destiny was very developed for such a young girl. But she was not only developed physically, but also emotionally.

Most would say that a girl at age twelve needed to enjoy life, and take it one step at a time. They would raise their hands and smile, and say "Go be with your friends. Don't hurry to grow up, stay young while you can; because before you know it, you will wish you were twelve again."

But unlike most twelve year olds, Destiny acted like a seventeen year old. She had been forced to grow up at the young age of eight. Put in charge of raising two younger siblings, and burdened with adulthood.

She looked up into Jay's eyes and whispered, "I know, I know." She pushed a strand of long hair from her pretty face, and placed her hand on his shoulder, "I want to get away too, but I can't run forever."


Jay gazed down at Destiny, wishing with all his heart that she'd keep going, but at the same time, he longed for time to stop, just so he could have more time with her. She was such a wonderful friend, as was her brother, and he felt it was his duty to protect them; but he'd already failed.

"You're right," he agreed, "Why don't we stop for a break." A large man knocked into his shoulder, and he nearly lost his balance, but managed to stay upright.

Destiny's smile looked almost sad, "You know I can't, Jay," she whispered, "I have to get away from here."

Jay nodded his head sadly, turning back around and walking forward again. Destiny followed closely, her shadow showing up next to his. Why is life so unfair? He questioned himself, feeling beaten.

A large dark shadow fell over his, blotting out the little sunshine. Jay looked up, not realizing how quickly they'd reached the Black Cave, the place he'd promised to take Destiny, the place he might see her for the very last time. A large man with a mechanical leg and arm stepped forward, his black hat low, hiding half his face.

Jay stepped back, pulling Destiny with him, but she pushed his arm away. "No. This is right," she said, taking his hand and squeezing it gently.

"Ready lass?" the man asked, his voice low and slurred. Jay didn't trust the man, and he feared Destiny was making a mistake.

"Destiny, please," he pleaded, "Please don't go... I'll protect you! You won't ever have to face that man again. I promise."

The look of longing in her eyes broke Jay's heart. What was propelling her forward so surly? He wanted her to believe him, to stay with him; but Destiny shook her head.

"Jay," she paused before continuing, "I know this is hard for you. It is for me too. You have been such a wonderful friend. And I have one more thing I'd like you to do for me."

The strength he was using to hold back his tears was unbelievable, but he nodded gently. "Anything."

She forced a smile, "Please, find my brother, and make sure he's alright. And when you find him, please give him this." The girl pulled an envelope from the pocket of her worn brown jacket, and handed it to him. Jay placed the letter in his pocket, reminding himself to be extra careful not to lose it. "And this," she then handed him a small slip of paper, "is an address that should help you find him. Will you do this for me, Jay?"

Jay couldn't think of anyone he'd want to help as much as the girl that stood before him, and he took the paper. "Of course."

The man with the metallic hand stayed to the shadows, and when he moved, he surprised Jay, making the boy's eyes flash toward him.

Destiny looked back to Jay, her bright eyes holding his, "Jay look at the sky," she said, turning to the blue abyss. Jay did so, surprised to see stars shimmering in the sky. "See those stars?" he nodded, "Know that when you look at them, wherever I am, I'll be looking at them too."

He looked back down at her. "Promise me you'll never forget me," he pleaded.

She smiled, "How could I? You are one of the two people that can make me laugh." The lovely girl turned toward the large man, and followed him as he walked away. When she'd taken not ten steps, she turned back, "Goodbye, Jay..."

"Bye." The dark word hung in the air, hovering like mist, and Jay wondered if he'd ever see Destiny's smile again.