Prologue

Two years later

Foliage rushed by in a blur of green as I ran through the forest. I knew it was close, that it was catching up to me. I didn't know what it was, but I knew it couldn't be good. My instincts told me to get away, it means you harm. I clutched my bow in my hand as I ran, waiting for the opportune time to turn and dispatch the creature chasing me. I could see the small clearing several feet away and pulled an arrow from my back quiver. In one swift motion, I turned around and had my arrow loaded and drawn back, ready to end the chase. But when I turned, there was nothing there, not even a sound of a pursuer. I looked left and right searching for any signs of it. A snap from behind caused me to jerk and release the arrow in the direction of the sound.

The arrow flew out into the dense woods never to be seen again as I stared on at what had made the noise. It had caught me so off guard that I tripped over myself and landed on the ground. The figure before me was one I had known for years, the one that had started it all: the woman in the white robe.

"You are not finished yet."

Chapter 1

I awoke with a start, cold sweat covering my body as I sat up in my bed. I'd been having that same dream for the past several nights, and it was starting to get on my nerves. The last time I had a similar dream like that was nearly two years before after we had defeated the Rahkshi. At that time I was too worried about making sure I was going to stay alive to worry about what some dream meant. But now that the danger of that had passed, I thought I was going to be able to continue with a somewhat normal life, not that I knew what normal was anymore.

You see, two years ago my family kicked me out and told me never to come back. They said it was part of some deal they had made, but I don't care anymore. They dumped me and that was it. Why they felt the need to then send the police after me, I have no clue. I was just happy that I had made a friend, a pilot named Dan, who could help me get out of trouble; at least, that's what we thought. One thing after another happened, and before we knew it there were dragons trying to kill us, biomechanical people called toa, matoran, and turaga that wanted to help us and evil Rahkshi that wanted to kill anything that got in their way. Of course, there were a few dragons that did want to help us. The most important one was Yori Yoi, who I called Yori for short. He was an orphan like me and was considered an outcast since his parents never got the chance to name him, and apparently other dragons weren't allowed to name him as part of some code that was started up somewhere towards the beginning of known time.

With some help from Yori and his other dragon buddies, we were able to stay out of some trouble. Well, it was more like Dan stayed out of most of the trouble. I was more the one who went head first into it from chasing Rahkshi on a snowy mountain to fighting poisoned toa. That was what got me in the most trouble. Dan had come to help me after a fight, and that was when another dragon, Ilsa, an evil, blood thirsty dragon, found us and killed Dan. Normal people tend to take that as a sign that it's time to get off the island and go home. Not me. I foolishly went on to help the toa fight the Rahkshi which eventually brought me to my current predicament. I was stabbed through the heart and killed. So, as part of some dragon mythology that turned out to be fact, Yori shared half of his heart with me and brought me back to life. The down side? The record for longest time alive after that was about four months. For whatever reason, a dragon heart could not properly sustain a human.

With the clock ticking, we went to work with all the scientist type matoran from several different villages to try to find a solution. Normally this would be the part where we cut open a known specimen for answers, but with me being the only subject that could be tested on, that was out of the question. For two months we toiled. I had to try to help them understand human physiology as best as I could, which didn't go well all the time since the most I knew was what they taught us in health class, which had been limited mainly to sex ed. in my high school, but after about two months we had finally come up with results.

Humans and dragons have two very different types of blood. Besides the obvious that we're two different species, dragon blood contained different concentrations of metals and other organic material that humans didn't have and vice versa. Putting it simply, my body was killing the heart. So, as the only solution that could be determined thus far was for me to have regular transfusions of dragon blood to not only sustain the heart but teach my body that it was an okay thing to have. In theory it's rather simple. The part where we had to put it in to application was the hard part.

Needles weren't exactly something that was part of matoran life, and the med kit that was on the plane had only two, and it took quite a bit of explaining that needles were not something that you used more than once. So, after another week of toiling over how to make the necessary equipment, we began the treatment. I was skeptical about whether or not it would work what with the body's tendency to reject foreign things and the fact that there would be no medication or any way to fix it if something went wrong. Either way, my time was running out, so we went for it and hoped for the best. Two years later I was still kicking and making trouble along the way.

With that crisis out of the way I thought about trying to figure out what the dream meant. For weeks I waited for something to happen, anything really, but nothing worth mention ever happened. No creatures chased me through the woods, and I never got a second visit from the ghost woman, so I figured I was in the clear. But with the dream coming back, I couldn't help but think that whatever was going to happen was going to happen sooner than later.

I tossed the blanket aside and stepped into my boots. I never really could get back to sleep after a nightmare, so I figured a walk would be best for me. I grabbed my long bow from the corner and back quiver and slung both over my shoulder before heading out of my hut. For the time being I had chosen to live in Le-Koro. I had considered going to live in Ta-Koro or even Ga-Koro or any of the other villages, but either the temperature or the climate never sat well with me. Le-Koro was the only place that didn't make me feel uncomfortable. Well, Yori's cave was also a good spot, but Yori had the tendency to snore rather loudly which pretty much put sleep out of the question most nights.

During the time that I had spent there I taught myself how to make a new bow since my original had been smashed in two by Toa Tahu's swords. Making it and new arrows had been the easy part. Learning how to shoot it was the hard part. Long bows and compounds were two different styles, but after the first year I had learned how to shoot fairly accurately with it. Over time I had improved more even though I rarely had to use it, which I was more than happy for, but I still kept in practice in case I ever did have to use it.

I crept through the still slumbering village until I reached the edge and jumped over the rope railing into the tree branches. With refined skill I hopped from branch to branch until I found my favorite tree. It was the closest one to the village that had a good view of the sunrise every morning. During the months I thought I was going to die, I took the time every morning and night to watch the sun go up and down. It had started out as my way of taking the time to enjoy what little of life I had left and then turned into my way of counting down until I died. Now, I barely got to see them anymore. I either slept right through them or was too busy doing something else to notice them anymore. But every now and then, when I did notice them, I tried to take a few minutes to watch just to remind myself that I was still living; whether that was a curse or a blessing, I still wasn't sure yet.

As I sat on the bough, I couldn't help but wonder what the dream meant. When I first started this so called journey, the figure had said that I would be tested. I wasn't sure what that meant, but if it meant being chased through the woods by strange, unknown creatures, I wasn't sure I wanted to know. And what difference would it make? So I got chased around. That wasn't exactly something foreign to me anymore. It was practically an everyday occurrence whenever I was in the jungle. How was I supposed to tell the difference? And if the dream had nothing to do with what was about to happen, what then? Should I guess that everything means something? Or would it be more obvious like the first time when the plane crashed? I was so confused it wasn't even funny anymore.

As the time ticked by, dark clouds began to form overhead. I heard the thunder rumbling and I took a few steps out to get a better look. As I did, rain began to pour down, and not even the cover of the leaves and branches could protect me from the downpour.

I stared back at the sunrise, its colors rapidly changing from the early morning pinks and purples into everyday boring blue, I thought to myself, What else could possibly go wrong today?

Of the two years I had spent here, there had been very few days where it rained while the sun was still shining. Of those days, every single one of them had something bad happen on them. I couldn't help but think that whatever was going to happen wasn't just going to happen soon but very soon. My only hope was that this time, whatever that ghost had in mind wasn't as catastrophic as the last time.

AN: Okay, so here's the sequal. Someone said that they were still interested in reading more, so here it is :) Hopefully it will live up to everyone's expectations. I know this one is a bit short, but i just wanted to get it out there so people know it's up, and hopefully I'll get the next chapter up sooner than later, but there's no guarantees with school already in full swing. Anyways. leave a review, let me know what you think :) Oh! And before I forget, i want to thank my beta Holly-Batali for helping me out. You rock!