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The Prologue through my Eyes

I fell to the ground, blood pouring from my head wound. The ground was wet with rain and sickly sweet blood. I did not move as shouts and screams echoed all around me. I felt tears surface to my light sapphire eyes. I was only thirteen and my innocent little world was shattering before me…or around me. All I could see now were blurry images of the dark sky that hung above me. I moved my hand a bit and ran my shaky fingers through my long midnight black hair. My hair was damp. Damp. I pulled my fingers free and stared at the crimson red liquid that lingered on my fingers.

I was dead. No I wasn't dead, but I was dying. My head wound was fatal. I knew that because I've watched countless victims die from the blow I encountered. And only because I refused to go with the men in black armor. Black armor.

The tears resurfaced that had dried. Black armor. The knights from hell. Yes that's what they were. The knights from hell. That's their name forevermore. Yet I was nevermore. Oh so morose, so sad, so…I didn't want to die.

The screams were not as loud anymore. Less frequent. I was dying. I knew I was dying. I had to be dying…or rather dead. My blow was fatal. Why was I still awake? I always wondered what dying was like. Did it hurt? Your last moment on earth…was it painful or do you feel all your past pains slip away? Was it like in all the heroic tales? Dying a hero? Tch. But I was no hero. No…I was a simple peasant girl, barely a woman and I was dying. Dying because I refused to go with the knights from hell. I refused, and I was dying. Dying…yes the screams were no more. Or I just couldn't hear them. Was I deaf now too? Deaf, a child, and dying. A pleasant mix. Nothing I've ever heard of before. Yet my name would not go down in history. I was no hero. Because of that simple fact, my death meant nothing unless you knew me.

But nobody knew me. I was dying…dying…dead.

The prologue is very short, sorry, but the chapters are much longer. Feel free to leave your opinions.