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Chapter 1: Prologue

"M-mommy, Daddy." A small girl of no more than four called out once again in desperation. She had finally gained the courage to pull herself from her hiding place, but at the sight of what lay before her she immediately wanted to return and pretend this was all a dream. The scenery before her was like something from a war movie. Houses on fire, smoke billowing upwards to blacken out the sky and worst of all the smell. The smell of burning corpses reaching her nostrils and turning her stomach. Confused and scared she searched frantically for any sign of her parents.

"Mommy, Daddy. Where are you?" she asked hoping for any sort of response. In the back of her mind she knew no one was going to answer. She knew and yet "MOMMY, DADDY." she screamed at the top of her lungs fear overtaking her as her eyes started to burn and tears began to well up. They rolled down her ash covered cheeks and fell to the battle scarred ground beneath her. No... this was no battle, this was a massacre. Those monsters came without warning and attacked without provocation; killing everyone in their path. What few villagers took up arms to fight put up little resistance against the reptilian-like creatures that descended upon them that day. The young girl fell to her knees sobbing uncontrollably as she replayed the events that led her to this nightmare.

The day had started out like any other. The sun was shining brightly in a clear blue sky, and there was a slight breeze as she ran outside to play with the other kids. She pushed her blonde hair out of her face as she smiled and waved goodbye to her father who was heading for work. Had she known what terrible events would transpire that day she would've held onto his leg and begged him to stay. Even though it wouldn't have made a difference she knew he would have picked her up hugged her tightly and told her he would see her this afternoon. Right now that was all she wanted. She wanted to feel his embrace and his warmth that only he seemed to be able to give.

The thought made more tears fall as she wished more than anything he was there to wrap his arms around her, wipe away her tears and tell her everything would be okay. She hoped, even as buildings crumbled around her and smoke stung her eyes and made her cough, she couldn't help but hope that she would look up and see him and her mother running towards her.

"Mommy." she choked out in between sobs crouched over on all fours while more tears flowed as though they had broken through a dam. Her mom had been hanging out the laundry as she ran off to join her friends for a game of hide and seek. She recalled how her mom yelled after her to be careful and not to go to far as she got annoyed at having to hear it once again. Now however, she just wished she could hear her voice. Even if it was just for her to come inside wash up and get ready for dinner. Oh how she would have given anything to hear those words at this moment.

As the tears slowed she looked around at the debris of what once had been her home. Why did this happen? What do I do know? Where do I go? The questions swirled through her mind making her feel dizzy and light-headed. Her body felt almost suspended as she stood up and began to take a few steps forward. She had no idea where she was going her body just seemed to move of its own accord. She looked around hoping to see someone still alive but there was no one. She lifted her head toward the sky searching for any sign that someone was out there. Still nothing.

As she walked she noticed a stuffed rabbit lying in the dirt. It was black from all the smoke, its left ear was torn in half, and one of its eyes was missing. Even so, it gave her some small comfort to have something to hold. She clutched it tightly to her chest as she kept walking; memories popping into her mind as she toured through the remainders of her home. Memories such as the fence where Mrs. Bailey's cat would lay in the afternoon hoping to catch a nap. Her and her friends however would come up with new ways each day to scare the pudgy feline. They had made it into sort of a game to see who could get it to jump the highest marking their records with notches in the wooden posts. A slight smile graced her lips as she thought on those happier times.

She walked past Mr. Adams house and noticed the covered hole in the side where she had crashed her bike the first time she learned to ride. She remembered him running outside to see what had happened, and how she had been terrified he was going to be angry at her. However he just picked her up, smiled and asked if she was okay. He had even fixed her bike afterwards. Her smile grew just a little wider.

The memories didn't stop there as she passed by what remained of her friend Kerry's house. She stared at where her bedroom window used to be thinking of the times they would have sleepovers. She walked further and passed Brad Mitchell's house the freckled faced redhead boy that would constantly tease her, Mrs. Biggs house where she could almost smell the freshly baked pies and cookies and finally; her smile quickly faded.

She stared blankly at the spot where her house sat. Burned to ash smoke still emanating she felt the tears once again as the pain in her heart threatened to rip from her chest. She closed her eyes and imagined her mom preparing the nights meal and her father calling her over so he could read her a story. She could feel it. The sounds of crickets chirping, the smell of the food and her Dads' tobacco, the feeling of warmth, safety, and love. So lost was she in her fantasy that she didn't feel the claw that grabbed her shoulder, but when it spun her around and she stared wide-eyed into its owners face she knew her life was over.

Authors Note: So there's the beginning a kind of prologue of sorts. It's been a while since I've had an English class so please excuse any grammatical errors. That said any comments/reviews feedback of any kind would be greatly appreciated. Thanks for reading and I hope you enjoyed it.