It has been many years since we foretold a great prophecy, about two heros. And in that many years, they have become heros of no other, but their stories remian untold to anyone. Until now that is. This is the story of Raven Light and how she became a hero of the Mythological world.

I sighed as I walked down the empty halls of Saint Josph's Catholic school for girls. I can't believe John sent me here. Ugh, I hate him so much! I guess I should explain why I'm at this miserable school. I got into one fight at my old school and I'm sent to Saint Josph's.

I walked into the broken bathroom, that nobody uses and took out my pack of cigarettes from my pocket. I took out a cigarette, putting in my mouth. I put the pack back and took out my lighter. Lighting the cigarette, I put the lighter away and took the cigarette out, blowing a puff of smoke out. I went to the sink farthest from the door and sat down on it, my feet going up on the one next to it. Turning my head to the left, I looked at my reflection.

My hair which was pink and blond came up to my neck, my bangs were combed to the side, covering my right eye. My eyes were silver and my skin was troical tan. I wore a black tank top, a white button up shirt, which was open, black skinny jeans that had slits on both knees and black combat boots. I also had a crown on my right ear. It wasn't the school uniform, but I didn't get in trouble for it anymore.

Looking at my reflection I wondered where I belong in this miserable world. I mean I don't belong with John or Beth; I can't stand them. I don't have friends, not that I want any and no boyfriend, heck I don't even have a mother. John told me that dear old mommy wanted noting to do with me and wanted to get an abortion, but he convinced her not to. After I was born she left me and John.

Taking a drag of my cigarette, I blew out a puff of smoke at the mirror. I looked away from the mirror and looked down. I jumped when the bathroom door was thrown open. I looked up to see Sister Mary. Sister Mary is the head nun of the school. She wore a black robe that covered her neck to feet, a headdress kept her hair out of sight and black flats. She had brown eyes and pale skin. She's also older then dirt.

"Miss. Light put that filthy cigarette out this instant." Sister Mary said angrily.

Crap. Sighing I put the cigarette out in the sink and got down from the sink. I walked up to Sister Mary and she grabbed my left ear.

"Ow, ow, ow!" I whimpered.

"You young lady are coming with me to visits the headmaster."

Sister Mary walked off dragging me along with. I felt my ear burn as she tugged on it. As we walked/being dragged, the bell ring. Great everyone will see me being dragged by the sister. The halls were quickly filled with other girls and they all begun to whisper and giggle.

"Looks like Marie's in trouble again." Someone whispered.

I felt my cheeks heat up. Why did this kind of stuff always happen to me?

"Get to class girls." Sister Mary ordered.

Like the little robots they are, they said 'Yes sister' and went to their next class. I rolled my eyes and Sister Mary continued to to drag me to the headmaster's office. I wasn't worried about it, the headmaster is my father...at least the father at the church I'm forced to go to.

Sister Mary let go of my ear and I rub it, as she knocked on the door.

"Come in."

Sister Mary opened the door and lead me in my the shoulders. Father David was sitting at his desk, working on some paper work. David's hair was gray and white, his eyes were blue and his skin was dark. He wore a black suit, with a red tie, a beautifully weave gold scarf around his neck and shoulders. He too was older then dirt.

Without looking up he spoke to me.

"Have a seat Miss. Light, I'll be with you in a moment."

Sister Mary left, closing the door as she did. I sat down in one of two chairs he had in front of his desk and waited for him. Davis put down his pen down on the desk and looked at me.

"Miss. Light, this is the fiftieth-" Hes started.

"Fifty-one." I muttered.

He sighed and pinched the bridge of his noise. I knew he was frustrated with me, but its not my fault.

"Marie, I just can't understand why you act out in a school of good nature. I wish for you to act more like-"

"Act like one of those little robots, you call students? Not happening. And I'm not acting out; I'm acting like myself."

Father Davis sighed again and pushed a button on his intercom."

"Sister Beth, can you send Mrs. Light in please?"

Beth's here? Oh that's just swell. I glared at David.

"Now don't be that way with me Marie, its for the best."

"Yeah right."

The door opened and I turned to look at Beth. Beth's my step-mother. Her and John met about three months after I was born. Beth's hair was brown and pulled into a tight bun, she has green eyes and olive tone skin. She wore a purple blouse, a blue skirt and black boots.

I turned around, sinking into my seat.

"Thank-you for coming here today Mrs. Light." David said.

"Of course Father David." Beth said.

Beth sat down in the chair beside me, putting a hand on my knee as she did.

"Now Mrs. Light about your daughter."

"Step-daughter." I muttered.

"Marie, I can't understand why you continue to act out like this at school. This your fifth school in a month." Beth said.

Beth and I were on our way home after the meeting with David. I had been expelled from school, not that I was complaining. At of all the schools I went from Kindergarten to the eleventh grad, Saint Josph's was the worst. And I've been in a lot of crappy schools.

Like when I was in elementary school, the school had little or no equipment. In middle school, the school was falling apart. And in high school its a mixture of the two. Anyway I've been in about fifty five schools throughout my life; Saint Josph's happens to be my fifty-sixth school.

"Marie what are your father and I going to do ith you? We can't keep this up forever. You have to more years of high school and then you're going to collage."

"I know, I know! You don't have to keep telling me Beth."

"Marie-"

"My name is not Marie, Beth. Its Raven."

I didn't have to turn to know that Beth made a face. Beth hated the name, it wasn't 'a proper name for a young Christian lady' as she puts it.

I didn't always go by Raven. I remember when I was in elementary school, our science teacher brought a raven he found with a broken wing, in. He explained that until its wing healed it was going to stay with us. The raven, who we named Dexter would always follow me around in class so, the other kids started calling me Raven. The name kind of stuck with me throughout the rest of elementary school, middle school and high school.

"I'll never understand why you insist on being called that name. Marie is such a beautiful name."

"Because its stupid."

Beth fell silent and so did I. Beth soon turned into our driveway. Looking at our house you'd think it be cool, which it wasn't. It wasn't even our house. We just lived there, to fix it up. Its a old judge house. The judge who was responsible for the death of a lot of innocent people. The judge that was in charge of the Salem Witch Trials back in the seventeen century. Judge Danforth. His house was a huge three floor, though the third floor was off limits until it can be fixed, manor. There were windows in ever room, at least one per room.

Getting out of the car, I walked in and saw John in the entrance hall. John is my father. John had brown with bits of gray mixed in hair, his eyes were green and his skin was oale. He wore a green sweater, brown dress pants and black dress shoes. His arms were crossed and he was tapping his foot.

Yeah he's mad.

"Marie Marguerite Light." John said.

And I'm in trouble. I dropped my bag at the door and walked past him, to the stares to go to my room.

"Freeze young lady."

Stopping on the third step and turned t look at him. Beth joined at his side.

"What?"

"You were expelled from Saint Josph's?"

"Don't know why you're asking if you already know the answer John."

John flinched. He has always wished for me to call him dad or daddy, but for as long as I could remember I've called him by his first name. Beth touched his arm gentelly and he moved it away.

"Young lady we are you parents and you need to respect us."

"You're no parent of mine. And Beth's not my mother."

I was about to turn and walk up the stairs, when thunder boomed and lighting flashed. One of the lach windows blew open. John ran to the window and tried to close it. I ran up and helped him. When we closed the window and lightning flashed I saw something in the distance. Load banging made me and John jump.

Someone was at the door and I didn't feel like answering.