Prologue to 'Death by an Angel'

He looked up at her pear-shaped face to see horror in those bright eyes he loved so much. She looked deathly pale, but that was to be expected. A small tear flowed silently down her check.

"I'll always be with you," he said with a strange hoarseness in his voice, "Love all, trust a few, do wrong to none." (Shakespeare, All's Well) Then she burst into tears. This was his only way of warning her of the things yet to come and he knew these words would give her the temporary comfort she needed to carry on. "I love you," he said as death swept up on him.

She touched his face and felt the warmth flowing out of it. She couldn't carry on like this. She needed him like a flower needs the sun. Then his eyes looked up at her and slowly closed. She stood up and wiped the tears from her eyes. Leaving his lifeless body on the floor. What was she going to do? She didn't know who to turn to. She hadn't meant to kill him. The only feeling she had ever had for him was love. Only he had known she had loved him. She had to get out of here now. There was nothing left for her here. Harry was gone and she was all alone.

'Life sucks' she thought bitterly as she ran from the clearing and into the maze of the Dark Forest. 'What will people think when they find him? I have to get out of here now.'

Before she had gone more than a few yards she looked back at the body knowing she would never see it again. And then she ran clumsily to a place she had never been before.

Once upon a year gone by

she saw herself give in

every time she closed her eyes

she saw what could have been

well nothing hurts and nothing bleeds

when covers tucked in tight

funny when the bottom drops

how she forgets to fight... to fight

and it's one more day in paradise

one more day in paradise

as darkness quickly steals the light

that shined within her eyes

she slowly swallows all her fear

and soothes her mind with lies

well all she wants and all she needs

are reasons to survive

a day in which the sun will take

her artificial light... her light

and it's one more day in paradise

one more day in paradise

it's one more day in paradise

one last chance to feel alright... alright

don't pretend to hold it in just let it out

don't pretend to hold it in just push it out

don't you try to hold it in just let it out and

don't you try to hold it in you hold it in

once upon a year gone by

she saw herself give in

every time she closed her eyes

she saw what could have been

-Vanessa Carlton

The second he died her soul had been permanently damaged; she would never be the same again.