First things first my name is Ravenora. However I liked to be called Raven for short. Now in order for me tell my story even further or anything about myself you must know of these curtain people, species, monsters,well,whatever you'd like to call them they are all the same thing to me. Some call these species greedy, selfish, egotistic, frighting to look at, and they were right. They called this kind the dark ones. They are immortal,strong,and powerful. Not that there were more than one, oh no. You see, there can only be one dark one at at time,well,besides for me of course(i'll explain later).Don't be to alarmed though we can be killed but it's not an easy task. There is something called the dark one's dagger. This dagger is a magical item that has a curse that grants esoteric knowledge, very powerful dark magic, and of course immortality. Some of you reading this might be intrigued on what it has to offer but I must warn you almost all magic comes with a price...I should know. You see if one where to get a hold on the dark one's dagger he or she would be able to control the dark one and be able to order he or she around or even become the dark one themselves which I strongly don't recommend, but hey it's your life. I also have a dagger of my own as well and boy do I keep it close. You see no one knew of my existence not even anyone who has ever been a dark one never knew of me. I was just a mere myth to them. I always stay out of there way. I wanted nothing to do with see I was the one who started this species, but I didn't necessarily create them on purpose...ever since the night i'd created them I regretted it...I was tricked into making them. And ever since that curtain night my childhood was taken away from that I had much of a childhood before that night it was also the night that changed me forever. Now more about me. If you haven't guessed yet I am what you would called a "dark one" but more powerful and had more advantages than any other dark one there ever was considering I am the first one there ever was. But there is still some light in my somewhere. I could feel it. On the outside I looked like a sixteen year old sweet girl with long light curly black hair, tan skin not skin like a crocodile like all the other dark ones had, dark green eyes, and might I just add, quite attractive. But on the inside I was so much more. I was mischievous, clever, powerful, smug at times, and more...and I kind of enjoyed it. Don't even bother asking about my age...i've kind of lost count. But I was kid at heart and I acted like an immature one at times but could be serious,no fun, boring adult when I wanted to.
I wasn't always like this. If you ever saw the true me you'd never would have guessed I was a sweet innocent girl once who wouldn't hurt a fly. I think she is still in me somewhere, where you might ask?, I don't know. But as I said..i've one thing that didn't change is that I was always looking for a good adventure. I think you know enough about me as much I want you to know right now. Now this story isn't about my entire life since birth and how crappy it was. This is a story about a girl who did the most stupidest thing a girl could do. Fall in love. And unfortunately that girl was me. And the name of the boy I fell for was know as Peter Pan. Now the next following chapters I will tell how this all began and how it all ended and how fell into the arms of Pan and the wretched island called Neverland. This is the most dangerous and unforgettable adventure i've ever had.