Chapter 1

Authoress note: Well, I don't have that much to say, but I hope you enjoy my new story… the storyline was loosly inspired by the song "Hero" by enrigue iglesias…so enjoy!

Colista rounded the corner at the base of the stairs to see her boyfriend standing and staring at her, his eyes flaming.

"Emery, I didn't expect you home so soon." Even though he had only been at the bar for about an hour, his eyes were already glazed over, as they were every other night when he came home.

"Don't speak to me in that tone, woman."

"Emery, your drunk, as usual. Just go upstairs and to bed. I have work to do."

"I said don't speak to me like that!" Emery reached out and pushed Colista into the wall, causing the laundry basket she had been carrying to drop and spill all over the floor. She glared up at him.

"Emery, stop it. You don't know what you're doing. Just go on upstairs so I can clean this mess up."

"I'm tired of your backtalk! Shut the fuck up and listen to your superiors!" He puffed up his chest and kicked her sharply in the side.

"By superior I hope you don't mean yourself."

His expression changed. He was mad, even more mad than usual. He grabbed her by the shoulders and lifted her up. "How many times do I have to tell you not to talk to me like that?"

Colista knew what was coming and braced herself. Emery threw her into the wall opposite him and she cried out, falling to the ground and landing in a crumpled heap. He walked across the room and kicked her several times in the side and legs. She grimaced but said nothing. After several minutes of him kicking and hitting her, she finally cried, "Emery! Enough!"

"Don't you tell me…"

"I don't have to take this!" With that, Colista stood and ran out of the room.

"Don't you run away from me! Get back here and do what I tell you!"

"I'm done, Emery." Colista turned and sprinted out the door.

Blood dripped down her arm and she knew that her most recent scars had been reopened. Emery was too lazy and too drunk to be able to follow her, but she still wanted to get as far away from the house as possible. He would try to find her in the morning, she knew too much for him not to.

Able to go no further, Colista turned down a side street that looked, for the most part, deserted. It was then that everything hit her. She really had cared about Emery and it was too late to go back. That was probably good though. Tears began to fall from her eyes, rolling slowly down her cheeks at first, but gaining speed as more joined. She sobbed quietly, closing her eyes and curling into a ball. Colista wasn't even sure why she was crying, whether it was fear, relief, or actual sadness over the recent turn of events. That had been her life for so long now that it was scary to think that she had to start over. She didn't even have a house or clothing now, or anything to eat. Sobbing harder, she curled up as tight as she cud, wiping a few droplets of blood from her forehead where she must have hit the wall. Hearing someone approaching, Colista looked up and watched the mouth of the alley expectantly, preparing herself to run.

Georg, Tom, Bill, and Gustav were walking up the street on their way home from the club. It had been rented for a friend's private party and was just a few blocks from where they were staying while in Germany for a few days. After ditching all of the fans, they were laughing and joking, and only Georg heard the sobbing coming from the alley.

"Shhh, shh, hold on guys. Do you hear that?" He asked.

"Hear what?" Bill asked, giving his friend a strange look.

"Did you have a little too much to drink, Georg?" Gustav laughed, followed by the rest.

"No, no, I think I hear it too." Tom came to stand by Georg and listened closely alongside his band mate.

"I think it's coming from in here," Georg walked towards the mouth of the alley reluctantly.

"I got your back," Tom followed Georg, just in case the sobbing was coming from some crazy street person or a serial killer or something of that nature.

"Wait, what if it's dangerous?" Bill looked nervous.

"Yeah, what if some crazy person with an axe comes out and cuts you to pieces? How would we be able to find a new bassist and guitarist before the show tomorrow night?" Gustav added, smiling.

"Gee, thanks for the concern," Georg laughed and Tom rolled his eyes.

Georg and Tom walked a few steps into the alley and saw person with the bluest eyes either had ever seen looking up at them, collapsed in a heap on the ground. She didn't smell bad, only vaguely of blood, so they figured she wasn't a street person. Tears were flowing down her cheeks, causing her makeup to run. She looked pretty forlorn all together.

"Why are you crying, beautiful girl?" Georg squatted down next to her. He couldn't stop looking at her eyes, the lightest and most pure blue of any he had ever seen. She really did appear beautiful, even in this distressed state.

"Are you… Your Georg Listing… and you…"the girl looked up at Tom, "Your Tom Kaulitz."

"Guilty," Tom smiled down at the girl. She looked about 18 or 19.

"Yes, now who are you?" Georg asked, smiling too.

"Colista. I'm 19." Her tears were lessening.

"Well, Colista, why are you crying? What has happened?" Georg inquired, sitting down beside her.

"My boyfriend… I ran away…" She looked as though she was going to start crying again and neither Tom nor Georg wanted that.

Georg looked her over and saw the blood on her forehead and running down her arm, the back of her shirt was also blood colored. Something clicked and Georg was immediately angry. "He… he did this to you?"

Colista nodded. "It wasn't the first time. It's not a big deal, really."

"Like hell it's not a big deal. I'm going to go get Bill and Gustav." Tom stalked off, muttering under his breath. "Hey guys…" his voice trailed off as he reached the others.

"Are you hurt? Well, I suppose that's a stupid question, of course you are." Georg eyes the blood again.

"I'm ok. Nothing serious, just a few scratches."

"Do you think you can walk?" Tom rejoined them, followed closely by Bill and Gustav, Bill looking very concerned and Gustav looking interested.

"Oh you poor thing… how did this happen?" Bill asked, his brow creased in concern.

"Her boyfriend…" Georg trailed off, not needing to say anymore.

"What?" Bill looked angered, too, just as the others had. Even Gustav looked ticked off, and his expression was rarely unpleasant.

"Yeah, that's what I thought." Tom and his brother whispered back and forth for a minute, and Bill nodded.

"Of course," Bill said to his twin.

Colista looked at all of them, seeing the first waved of morning sunlight rising behind the buildings across the street. "You guys might want to get out of here. The suns coming up and that means he will be out looking for me. You don't want to be here if he finds me, it won't be pretty."
"No, he will never hurt you again. Not if I have anything to do about it." Georg spoke vehemently.

"Not if I have anything to do about it either," Tom added. Tom may look tough on the exterior but he had a very soft heart underneath.

Bill looked at Gustav, who nodded. Bill spoke for both of them, "Not if we have anything to do about it either."

"Thank you all but I don't know if there's anything you can do. He's going to find me eventually."

"Not necessarily." Tom said, contemplating something.

"You are coming to stay with us tonight," Bill declared.

"Oh, I wouldn't want to intrude… no I can't…"

"You can, and you should." Georg didn't want to force her into anything, but he didn't want to leave her on the street either. There was something special about this girl. He didn't know if the others could see is, but he sure could.

"Well I… I suppose…" Colista figured that she didn't have anywhere else to go, so she might as well.

"Good. Gustav and I are going to go ahead and make some food and a bed for you. Tom and Georg with walk you back when you're ready." Bill and Gustav took off down the street and Tom sad down on the other side of the girl. She didn't have a coat or anything on and it was pretty chilly outside, so he figured she must be cold. He draped his jacket over her and she smiled her thanks.

Georg was staring off into space, thinking. "Why?" he finally asked.

"Why what?" Colista didn't know what he was talking about.

"Why would he do this to you?"

"You took the words right out of my mouth, Georg." Tom spoke up. He had been wondering the same thing since he met her. Tom may have a reputation as a heartbreaker, but he would never even dream of laying hands on a woman with the intention of hurting her.

Colista sighed, "He had a drinking problem, he didn't know what he was doing most of the time. The other times I messed something up, so I deserved it."
"Don't say that. You could never deserve this." Georg hated that she felt inferior to the monster that hurt her. He couldn't even imagine hurting her, even such a short time after meeting her, he cared about her.

"I guess I know that deep down, but it's been so long that I was starting to believe I really did deserve it."

"How long?" Tom asked.

"Long enough… two or three years probably?"

"You let it go on that long?" Tom looked surprised.

Colista sighed again. "When I met Emery, I was at a point in my life where I didn't feel like I deserved anything. I was having a tough time when I met him at a bar. We hit it off and from there we were together a lot. He started to get meaner and meaner as he drank more. Don't get me wrong, he was kind of a jerk to begin with, but he got worse. I didn't know what to do. So I just let it happen."
Both guys were quiet. Neither knew what to say. Both, especially Georg, hated that she had been hurt for so long. Neither could even begin to put into words how much they hated the guy, and they'd never even met him.

Colista spoke again, "I guess it just got to the point that I was used to it and didn't know anything else. A friend talked to me a few weeks ago begging me to get out, and I guess it just woke me up. So I began to resist. He didn't like that very much, so here I am."

"You're brave, you know, to run like this." Georg looked at her. "Should we get you back to you can clean up and get something to eat?"

"Yeah, that would be a good idea."

Georg and Tom stood, offering her their hands and pulling her up. She stumbled for a minute, dizzy from having lost the amount of blood that she had. The guys grabbed her arms, steadying her.

AN: Hope you liked it! Please review, it'll make my day!