Part 1 ~ Sky's POV

I am running again. It's been months since people have started trying to kill me. I am extremely thin to the point where I look like nothing more than a skeleton. My unnaturally long black hair gets tangled in the wind behind me as I run. My inhuman eyes dart around in search of a place to hide.

My eyes are two different colors. My left eye is a beautiful vivid purple with cool blue specks in it. My right eye is a deep aquamarine color with silver specks in it. They are the main cause for so much of my pain.

Everyone tries to kill me and I don't know why. I had awoken not long ago to see a boy standing over me, holding a sharp blood-covered knife. He has raven black hair, bleach white leather-like skin, no eyelids, he has an insane look in his eyes and a smile carved onto his face. He wears a white blood-covered hoodie, black jeans, and black shoes. The smile on his face grows and that is when the chase began.

I have cuts, bruises, deep gashes, and a sprained wrist. Blood oozes out of my injuries, painting my whiter-than-snow colored skin red. I am painting heavily. My vision is growing blurry from the blood loss. I find a hollow tree. I hide in there and listen as the footsteps of my pursuer race past where I am and fade into nothing.

I hug my knees close to my tattered chest. It is extremely cold and my vision is starting to go black. I feel tears burn my eyes. I cry as quietly as I can. My body starts trembling violently. I suddenly feel something wrap around waist. It pulls me out slowly and I find myself being held in a warm embrace.

"Why are you crying child?" a deep soothing voice asks, "How did you become so injured?"

"S-someone was t-trying t-to k-k-kill me ag-gain," I stutter still crying.

The tears start getting heavier as my body trembles from the cold. The man senses this and holds me closer, wrapping more of some black things around me to shelter me from the cold. It helps a little bit.

"Why would anyone want to kill you?" the man asks.

"B-because of m-my eyes," I cry silently.

"May I see your eyes?" he asks gently.

I hesitate, not wanting to leave his warm embrace. Then I lean back a bit and open my tear filled eyes. My hair covers my left eye. I find myself looking up at that faceless face of an extremely tall being. I clutch onto his suit which is the blackest black I have ever seen. He takes a hand and moves my hair from in front of my left eye. He tilts his head slightly. Tears still decorate my eyes as he observes me.

"Why would anyone want to harm someone like you?" he asks softly, "your eyes are beautiful. You should never think they are a curse."

I sniffle, rubbing my eyes. I start feeling sleepy. I yawn and lean back into the warm embrace of the tall man. I hear him chuckle and feel his chest rumble like thunder.

"Let's get you somewhere warmer," he says, "you will be safe as long as you stay with me. I won't let anyone hurt you again. You are my child now, so no more tears. You are too pretty to be crying."

I nod, my eyes getting heavier. He carries me through his forest, the gentle swaying lulling me to sleep. It isn't long till sleep takes over but before the darkness can consume me, I look up at the tall being again.

"Thank you Vatti," I whisper then slip into a blissful darkness.