I'm always ill, one week I'll have a bad cold, the next a painful migraine, so when I woke up with a splitting headache and a horrible throaty cough I didn't think it was anything to worry about. Two days had past and I hadn't been outside, even the faintest light irritated my eyes and hurt my skin and today the sun was shinning high in the clear blue sky, but I couldn't stay inside anymore, it was killing me.

"Mama is it okay if I go out for a while? I need some fresh air"

"Sure Stevie-ray, but don't be out long hunny" she replied happily.

I grabbed my 'I Love NY' jumper, Gucci sunglasses and my fighting hens cap - urgh fighting hens, shoot me - trying to cover myself up as much as possible and stepped outside into the blisteringly painful sunlight. I decided to head to our local park, when I was younger and wanted a place to sit and think, it was the best place available - sure I wasn't always alone, it was a park; there were screaming kids, barking dogs and all the rest, but right now I didn't care, I just needed to find a quiet corner, it couldn't be that hard.

I walked slowly through the iron gates, trying to stifle the cough that was dying to break free, and I pulled my cap further down to hide my face, I didn't want anyone to see me and knowing my luck some one I knew would probably be there and happen to find me. I started walking quickly towards the bench at the far corner of the field. It was often empty so there was no reason to worry. I was staring at the ground as I walked, trying to keep people from noticing me so I didn't realise that some one was standing in the shadow of the big oak tree, watching me like some interesting TV show.

I flopped down on the bench and closed my eyes, a soft breeze played over my face blowing my hair around me and the smell of just cut grass was extremely relaxing. I was right to come here. Everything felt so peaceful and right, until I got that really annoying feeling - you know when you know some one is standing behind you, but you really can't be bothered to check who it is but at the same time it sends a shiver down your spine making you shake.

I turned around, having already decided that I wasn't going to talk to who ever it was, but what I saw made my mouth fall open, very unattractively, and my eyes widen. A man was stood behind me; he had long blonde hair, longer than mine, that reached down his back, he was slim but extremely muscular and although I knew it was rude to stare I couldn't stop myself. There was no doubt about it; he was the most beautiful man I have ever seen in my life.

When I finally stopped behaving like an idiot and closed my mouth I realised he had a tattoo on his forehead, huh weird place for a tattoo, but it was strangely elegant.

In the middle of his forehead was a filled in blue crescent moon and from that trailed a set of intertwining knots that were both scary and beautiful and ended upon his cheeks. He smiled at me showing a set of perfect white teeth that glistened in the sunlight, but his eyes were squinted as if he to was in pain.

"Stevie-ray Johnson you have been chosen to follow the path of the Goddess. Night has chosen thee." I had no idea what he was saying but I was entranced by his voice, so I just nodded like one of those stupidly cute nodding dogs. "Your path shall be hard but rewarding, but the Goddess chooses wisely, you shall never be alone," he paused before adding "come with me."

I don't know what made me follow him, my mind wasn't functioning right and I had yet to make sense of those lovely but strange words he had just spoken. 'Night has chosen thee' what the hell does that mean? I wanted to ask but something stopped me, did I really want to know? He led me out of the park silently and hurried across the street towards an old abandoned building. I know I should have been scared but I was just confused, what did this strange beautiful man want with some one like me, and what did he mean by 'the path of the Goddess,' what Goddess?

He danced though the door and I paused, contemplating whether I should follow or run, but before I could take a step in the opposite direction his voice sang from the shadows, "Come and all shall be revealed."