I was just so excited that I finally got over my writers bloke that I had to post this! It's just a prologue so its really short but it'll give you something to look forward too;) Enjoy!
Falling Into Chaos
Book III of the Falling Apart Series
Prologue
It's hard to imagine something ending.
I remember when I first meet the crew. How I probably looked like such a dork, staring at my idols who were standing in front of me, strong, happy, real.
I remember when I was finally asked to join their crew, how happy I had felt. How loved.
I remember the parties and the laughter and the joy that surrounded me. The feeling of belonging somewhere and being wanted.
It's hard to imagine that in a few short moments it will all end.
I won't get to go to sleep listening to the sounds of my nakama's snores, or feel the waves rocking me protectively like a mother would her child.
I won't be able to play games with the others and run around and laugh.
I guess I've technically died once already but… this time…
If I close my eyes this time, I don't think I'll be waking up again.
The feeling was strange. It had hurt, god had it hurt, but then it just stopped. Like someone flipped a switch. And everything was just numb. I felt sleepy and calm even though I knew what was happening and knew that I needed to stand up, needed to help them. But I couldn't. My body had stopped listening to me.
So this was it then? This is where it would end for me? Bleeding out with a hole through my stomach… alone.
Was I going to die alone?
That thought seemed to scare me more than the fact that I was dying.
I forced myself to blink, quickly regretting it when it took too much effort to try and pry my eyes open again. I stared with slightly blurry eyes at the dark grey ceiling above me, looking but not really seeing. My mind was elsewhere.
We had won. I thought we had won. We were all back together again.
And then…
Suddenly the numbness was gone. A shiver that burned through me at the thought of them brought back the agony. Fear welled up inside me, replacing the calm. Adrenaline pumped through me and I felt my vision sharpen. I could now see more detail in the cold steel ceiling. Before I could blink again a face came into my view, bending over my dying body.
"He is here for you. He is here for his Dark Song." The empty eyed, pale child spoke in a haunting voice that would haunt my dreams for years to come.
The child reached out to me and with the last of my energy I screamed.
And everything went black.
Aren't I a mean person? Coming up next: Chapter One - Beginning of the End.
Until next time!
-Ang3l
