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Note: I edited this chapter again. I'm trying to get back into writing, so this is my first project in that attempt.

How long have I pulled her through this swampland, listening to her pleas and complaints? How long have I wondered why I'm doing this? Is it because she destroyed everything I ever loved? Everything I gave my life for? Or is it because of them?

I remember the night it all started. My friend Tara and I sat on the roof, watching shooting stars when we first saw it. At first it seemed like just another giant piece of rock flying past the earth until we realized it was too close and was heading to a place near by. I guess we wanted to leave so bad that we even used the meteor as an excuse to get away. We never knew how much of a mistake that was until it was too late.

"Kyla," She had said excitedly, "we should follow it, see where it landed."

Why did I agree to it? "Okay." I answered, telling her what we should take for the trip when in reality I didn't know what we would need either. I was too young and full of excitement to think straight. It was the adventure I had always dreamed of. The adventure I never knew was possible and now regret.

Funny how things can go from heaven to hell, but who was the cause? Tara? Me? The twins? Or maybe it was the stupidity of us human girls who thought we could have it all and ended up with nothing. Or have I gained in something she could never have? It's not like it matters. He was never hers, even though she tried to take him. It worked on his brother, but not on him. His eyes were always on me, not her. No matter his true motives.

This is how it all happened, starting with a dream of freedom. We drove from our nice peaceful town, dreaming of a life without pain or strife, foolish dreams of youth that had twisted us both in the end. Turning us into the monsters we had once vowed we would never be. But then vows are so easily broken when there's no true intent or understanding. Obviously it had affected me more since I'm the one dragging what was once my best friend and now my prisoner. It's all going to end in a nightmare, but for whom? Will he try to save me if I'm the one to lose? Will he even have the power to fight? It's blood he needs, and blood he shall have. No matter who the sacrifice might be.

We took turns driving as we tried to reach the place we thought the meteor had landed when we really didn't care. We were out on the road; we were free. The only thing that mattered was getting as far from our home town as possible. We were running away from the past, searching for a future we hoped would be filled with magic and wonderment. A future that held our dreams of happiness, laughter and even true love.

"Where do you think it is?" I asked Tara, playing along with our lies to everyone and us.

"I think it landed here." I watched through the corner of my eye as she pointed to a spot on the map. The spot happened to be a city we had never seen before. The city in which he had set his business. Would we have turned back if we had known what horrors we would live through? Would we have understood? Or would we have just thought it was another opportunity to have the life we had always wanted? An addition to the adventure we craved with all our hearts. It was all a thrill, making our blood rush, the thudding of our hearts in our ears. The dreams of youth, often the dangers we face in such a short time later.

I didn't tell her then, but I had the feeling we would be meeting someone that would change everything. I just didn't know he would be fighting to save both of us and not just one. Be he would be the only one trying. His brother didn't care about Tara. He was the one who told me what had happened, about her betrayal. I didn't know whether to thank or resent him for telling me. I guess in the end I became more loyal to him for telling me the truth, no matter how it hurt. He opened my eyes to what the world was really like, the shadows in the light. He became the only one I could ever trust. The only one I wanted to trust. After all, he had never betrayed me. He never turned his back on me, even though it would have been so easy.

Were our dreams worth this? Were his kind words? Or was it all just the idiocy of a human girl wishing for a life that would lead her to her prince, a prince of both dark and light. Either way, I won't disappoint him. I've come too far to make that mistake. I've pledged too much of myself to him, too much of my soul. Was that what he wanted? Or did he tell me the truth? No matter the answer, I've pledged myself to him, and I will never betray him. I will never let myself do as she did. Not to him.

When one man has become your strength, what else is there to do but to keep that strength alive at all cost? Even if it means losing your own heart. Just for the chance to look into those eyes one more time, to forget the pain and have only the moment to exist. In those moments he was my world.

In those moments.