Prolouge

Haruhi's P.O.V.

'Faster. I have to go faster. I need to get away. Away from him.' I dont remember who he is but I know h hurt me. I don't remember who I am. Trees. That's all I see. I don't know where I am or where I'm ging, but I can't stop. My legs were hurting. My chest tightened and my lungs burnt with each breath I took. I don't know how long I've been running but I don't feel safe yet. I just need to find a house and hope hat they'l let me call . . . who? 'I don't remember anybody so who can I call? Who is there for me to ask for help? Will a random stranger pity me and help me? I dont even know what happened to me so will they help me?'
I sawlgts in the distance and ran in that direction. I arrived at aroad. The lights I saw before were street lamps illuminating a road. Not a car was in sight. 'Maybe a car will come and give me a ride to a police station. But what would I tell them?' I started walking along the road in a random direction. After a few minutes I began feeling light-headed and dizzy. 'No. I can't faint now. I just can't.' I heard the sound of a motor behind mw and turned to see a sleek, black limo. I raised my hand to stop it but then everything went lack.

Tamaki's P.O.V.

"Ahh. What a night," i yawned as i stretched in the back of the limo. It was late and I was coming from a meeting with my grandmother. She insisted on me meeting her after school today and that it wouldn't take too long. Pssh, what a lie! It's now 10:43 pm and I've been with her for sevn hours. I want to sleep so bad. I laid back in the leather seat and turned my head to look out the window. The night was so peaceful. My eyes were starting to drift closed when I saw a girl walking along the road. 'What's she doing out here all by herself?' I watched her as we got closer. She turned around, lifted her hand, and then fainted in the middle of the road.

"Stop the car!" I shouted at my driver all thoughts of sleep forgotten. The car to a screeching halt just feets away from her body.
"Master, ae you . . . ?" I didn't hear the rest of the question as I was already out of the car and running towards the girl.

What I saw shocked me. her ankles and wrists were rubbed raw and bruised. Her arms and legs were littered with cuts and bruises. Her clothes were dirty and torn and she was bare-footed. Her hair was choppy and some areas were considerably shorter than others. 'Who would have done such a thing?' I felt tears well up in my eeyes out of pity for her. 'What vile, cruel beast would do such a thing to such a young lady?' "Master, what is the problem?" my driver asked as he approached me. "Who is this?" he aaskeed looking down at the unconscious girl.
'I don't know," I answered picking her up and walking back to the limo. "But I'm taking her home wih me to the estate."