Ya, ya. I know; why am I writing ANOTHER story?!
Well, I jsut felt like it. I don't know!!! I really wanted to.
So, ACCEPT IT!!!
LOL, JK.
~*Prologue*~
Screams. Explosions. Blood. Death…
I lurched forward, feeling an aching pain in my stomach. I silently prayed for the nightmare to end, only to be rewarded by…
My continuous nightmare.
As my eyes adjusted to the scene before me, I soon realized that it was certainly no nightmare.
The town- my hometown…my father's town- that I grew up in, looked centuries old. It was in runes! And my house is on fire!
But where am I?
My thoughts suddenly rushed back to me, and I remembered where I was.
The Town Ball.
I came with Edward…so where is he?
"Edward?!" I yelled.
No reply.
How many are dead? Is…no. I won't even think of that.
I hear screams, and more explosions…
But where are they coming from?
WHAT are they coming from?
And where is Edward, my Edward?!
"EDWARD!" I screamed.
Still no reply.
I laid back into the dirt, only to realize a very large amount of wetness underneath me.
Blood.
My own personal puddle of blood.
"Edward?" I moaned, and then my world faded to black...
Yay? Nay? Happy? Snappy? Flames? Lame? Dumb? Numb?
Okay, that was weird.
Well, what do you think???
I like REVIEWS!!!
Rae