(A/N: Seemed like an eternity, but my three-day-waiting-period is over! Now to post up my first chapter! Please don't steal any ideas, characters, etc from me. Come up with your own ideas, because I hate biters, mm'k? Oh and please KEEP ME MOTIVATED! I got bored during the waiting period and wrote chapter two already xD but I still need that motivation.

Usually, I get too carried away with stories and they end up suuuuuper long. x. I'm sorry! But I hope you do enjoy my story kiddos. Is there a way to post pictures up on the same pages as your story? If not I'll just have to post up some links to pictures instead I guess. I'll try to draw some pictures along with the story so you can see how the characters look like. OR you can make some pictures of your own as to how you picture the characters and send them to me by aim, email, review, etc. .. :D Well, I'll leave it at that and let you read chapter one.)

The Ruthless Beauty and the Hawks of Destruction

The wind's blowing in my face, and I can't even feel it. I've become so numb. The thick liquid flowing out of me has the greatest stench. It's all that I can taste and smell right now. My dear--my love. He's no longer here, but his body is near. Deafening silence fills my ears. How I long for a breath from his body.

Life wasn't always this harsh. It seemed only yesterday was I strolling on the streets with him-when the world was safe. Earth wasn't exactlythe happiest place in the universe, but it was the only place in the universe that had any happiness. I just wish that people realized that before the bastards showed up.

They were called the Ruthless, also known as the Hawks, but they were known as the assholes, to me, who loved the sight of blood, cash, and women. The way they created their name was pretty idiotic.

The story is that the leader of thousands of men was a woman named Ruth. She was incredibly beautiful with a soft face and hair, but something about her scared the soul out of the men. Ruth was completely ruthless, but that's why they loved her. Together, the gang started their journey of conquering cities.

They were known back then as the Hawks, because of the way they swept into cities aggressively, leaving the cities in ruin when they decided to move on. They preyed on every one and everything. In fact, children were the first to go, then the elderly, the men, and if some women were lucky, their lives would be spared.

Of course, it would only be for a couple of days, which was enough time for them to be raped by dozens of men from the gang. When the Hawks decided the women were no longer fulfilling the men's' desires, they would drag the ladies to one of their city of ruins.

Slowly, the men would torture the women by slitting their throats and cutting off their tongues. Finally, after a few hours which were used to let the blood gush out of the deep wounds, the men would finish their dirty work by lining up what was left of the women. A member of the Hawks gang would walk down the line, shooting the women's' heads off one by one. Everybody in that line would have the thought 'I'm next' run through their head sooner or later.

By the time the man was at the last woman in line, she would be as pale as bed sheets, trembling horribly from knowing she would be the one to receive the cruelest suffering ever. The last woman in line would be left in the ruins. Alone. With the dead bodies and the foul stench of blood right next to her. With the little "movie" of the torture she'd seen and been through playing in her head over, and over, and over again. She was to be left in trauma, with no food, water, or love, which are the three essentials for living.

Only after about five minutes or so, if somebody were to go back to the city which she was left in, they would find her dead. The logic would be that she had died from blood loss, but everybody knows deep down that left-behind committed suicide with whatever she could find, for nobody could live on after going through what she had been through.

The Hawks seemed immortal and too cruel to be real. People thought, 'That's never going to happen to us. It's just a myth,' until it actually happened to them.

It only took two months, in which the Hawks had destroyed over five hundred cities, to wake people up. Although, they woke up on the wrong side of the bed, because about a hundred of the remaining five thousand cities decided to form an alliance to begin a war with the Hawks.

The strong leader of the Hawks fought long and hard during this war. She cut off a few thousand heads and saved the lives of her gang members over a hundred times. Her power seemed so great and unbreakable. That was, until she was cornered by a man named Atticus.

'The war lasted for about a year and Ruth was killed along with thousands of men from her gang, but the weak people from the cities died off before finishing off the Hawks. A few hundred men from the gang, who were still alive, hid in silence. They decided they would rebuild their colony year after year until they had their army back to their original size.

Ryan, Ruth's secret lover, became the new leader and began plotting sweet revenge for his dear Ruth. He also renamed the gang "Ruthless" because their newly found rage inside each others' souls and the group's loss of their beloved leader.

Meanwhile, cities began to grow again, thinking that the Hawks were never to be seen again. Life was being restored to dear Earth, but happiness was forever gone. The dark aura created by the Hawks could not be destroyed. People couldn't help thinking that behind every corner, somebody was out to get them.

True love-these words began to lose their meaning in the world, while the words fear and darkness became apart of everybody. Unfortunately, during this depressing time of Earth, I was born.

Everybody knows the story of the beautiful yet ruthless Ruth and the Hawks' destructions; therefore, everybody also knows about the "peaceful" Earth, which seemed totally unreal. Nobody ever expected anything to change or for the words "true love" to actually live with meaning again-especially me.

I, Aiko Ina, don't believe in those words at all. My mother, however, lived those words. She was completely different from everybody else. That's why she changed her last name to "Ina", which is Greek for "pure", and named me "Aiko", which means "Little Loved One". Also, my initials spell the name "Ai" which means "Love".I didn't have the slightest clue as to why she was so obsessed with these dead words. After all, they meant nothing-or, so I thought.

(A/N: END--aren't you proud of yourself now? you got through my WHOLE first chapter to my story. Was it good and worth it? I hope so. I made my friends read it and they all said it reminded them of different anime like final fantasy. oO. I don't even know how the final fantasy story goes.)