A/N: Hello and long, long time no update.

For that I am truly sorry, for those who have read the first chapter of this as you can see it's being redone. I wasn't going to do any updates until I had over half the story written, my life does tend to get a bit crazy, and I hate to make people wait on me. Looking back on the first chapter, I was never truly happy with it, so I've added a prologue for a starter and the chapter for those who have read it is being rewritten. You're welcome to skip it if you don't wish to read the updated one. Nothing major has changed, short of some rewording and a few things added and taken away.

To Evanna Reid, 11DR Luv and wincing-the-n1ght-away Thank you so much for the reviews, normally I send each reviewer I PM but since I've been MIA for so long, I thought I public thank you would be better. Your reviews meant a lot to me, I thank you all so much.

For those reading this for the first time, welcome! Hope you enjoy the ride. I have five chapters written just waiting to be edited so far. I'm going to TRY for every few days, if not it will likely end up being weekly updates as long as life doesn't steal me away.

Hope you enjoy and feedback would be amazing!

"The storm is coming."

The rough voice had come from nowhere and everywhere. Strange and yet familiar, it echoed through her mind. Glancing around she stood in the middle of a large open field, a sea of deep red grass reached out to snow-capped mountains. This place was extraordinary. She had never seen anywhere like it before, but it is home, as if she belonged here.

Dark clouds rolled from the top of the mountain along the horizon as thunder boomed and lightning danced across the sky. Wind whipped around her, the smell of ozone and dry earth that yearned for relief. It assaulted her senses and she revelled in it, her hearts were light, excited and hopeful. How she loved this; her father use to call her 'The Mate to the Storm', and at this moment it was true.

The woman lifted her arms out from her sides, her face tilted upwards. A laugh bubbled up as droplets of rain began to run down, cold against her skin. The darkness now consumed the skies above as it started to pour, soaking her, but she scarcely noticed. Turning, she spun laughing as the sky rumbled and lightning now raged overhead, she now felt truly alive.

"The wall is cracked." The voice called out too her again.

"The storm will come and take her home."

"They will steal her away and blood will flow."

She stumbled; a sharp pain snaked through her mind.

"They will come to watch her bleed; and the storm shall stand and weep."

Hands pressed against her head, and staggered forward, the voice now boomed louder than the thunder.

"When the blood stops the wall will crumble and the child of time shall be reborn."

Her knees buckled and she fell to the ground. The voice was screaming the same verse over and over into her mind. She held back a sob as she brought her hands down from her head, they were soaked in blood. Her whole body trembled as terror threatened to consume her. The voice then changed, becoming soft, comforting and sung through her mind. The rain eased with the voice as if they were one. A golden mist surrounded her, the blood now almost gone, washed away by the gentle rain.

"I found you," the voice whispered.

"We are coming, it will be alright."

"We are coming." "We are…"

With a loud gasp she shot up, wide-eyed, her hearts pounding as if they were about to explode from her chest. It had only been a nightmare, one of many she has had recently. She has always suffered from them, but these ones have been getting progressively worse over the past few months.

With the sun shining brightly overhead, she had to squint from the blinding light as she sat up. Sitting on the sandy ground she surveyed her surroundings. She had taken refuge outside an old abandoned factory. Pealed paint exposed its walls as broken windows donned around its top, this place had not seen another living soul in years, and that give her some sense of peace. Exhausted she stood, she had been running non-stop for weeks and her body was feeling the effects. She needed proper sleep and food; there was no way for her to keep this up for much longer.

The nightmare still fresh in her mind, she took hold of the long metal pipe that was lying beside her. She had found it when she had first arrived a few short hours before. Not her preferred weapon of choice but was still better than nothing. She had hoped for safety, just for a little while to get some rest. The beast only came after her at night; and even then she narrowly escaped it the last time. Before she could fully stand straight the ground began to tremble beneath her feet. She swore under her breath, trying to steady herself. Her balance was shaky at best, as her legs were not nearly as rested as she would like. A dark shadow surrounded her blocking out the sun; her head snapped up as a loud threatening growl filled her mind. Her hearts sank as she stared at a pair of liquid black eyes staring back at her.

"Ah shit…"