Prologue
Sounds.
The air was filled with the sounds of heels clicking furiously down the light green and white checkered hallways, of the large double doors closing off the hallways swishing as they were swung open repeatedly, of newborns' sound of life as they finally escaped their mother's womb, of families whispering excitedly as they held blue and pink balloons to represent the newborn baby they were expecting, and of the woman sitting at the front desk chewing and popping her bubblegum obnoxiously as she tapped her pen to the soft sound of music coming from the loudspeakers in the far back corner of the room. From the other corner of the room, you could see a pretty blonde headed lady as she sat flipping impatiently through the pages of the popular magazine The Watchtower as though she was reading through it again for the fifth time.
The woman was obviously very wealthy with her lavish designer wardrobe, polished hair, and freshly manicured nails. She took a sip from the hospital cup of coffee she clung to and cringed at the sour taste of it. After setting the white styrofoam cup on the table beside her, she began fidgeting as she looked to be waiting anxiously, like so many other families in the room, for a new baby to arrive. Suddenly, the big double doors slammed open revealing a well dressed man with fiery red curls. Everyone got quiet as they noticed his distressed state.
His blue eyes, sparkling with tears, scanned the room looking for somebody. He finally spotted the blonde haired woman sitting with fear in her chocolate brown eyes reaching inside of her red cloak clutching something unseen for dear life.
She knew he was looking for her.
His eyes sparked with anger as he lifted his shaking finger towards her. "You. YOU WITCH!" he snarled angrily at her. The blonde haired woman jumped up startled. The families were shocked at the man screaming at the woman and looked between them dumbfounded.
"John! What happened?! What happened to Iris?!" the woman exclaimed fearfully knowing something terrible happened.
"You. YOU happened. YOU and your little magic killed her. Her heart froze because of YOU. Our daughter is a demon because of YOU. She is DEAD because of YOU." John accused with venom. The woman froze and looked like she was about to pass out. She opened and closed her mouth repeatedly as if she didn't know what to say or think of his accusement.
"Get out of here! I never want to see your face around here again and if I do... so help me I will kill you!" he said in a deadly whisper with tears rushing down his face. A child in the room began crying at his tone and women were gasping at the harsh man as they clutched to their husbands in fear.
Nobody knew what to say. The woman looked to be suffering a great deal and finally, after a few long seconds, fled the room in a flash.
Silence.
Out of nowhere, the families in the room looked dazed as if they had experienced an epiphany. Then, everyone started whispering excitedly again as if nothing terrible had just happened in front of them. John shook his head as if erasing a memory and looked around slightly confused as if he didn't remember why he was standing there.
"Sir, are you okay?" A doctor in a white coat asked kindly as he placed a comforting hand on John's shoulder. John looked at the doctor in realization as he started tearing up again. John shook his head as the doctor led him back through the double doors. Everyone, including him, forgetting about the familiar blonde haired girl and the intense scene that was just displayed.
A/N: Thanks for reading the prologue! Please review because this is my first story! I hope you enjoyed :) The first chapter is in progress and will be posted either tonight or tomorrow. Also I need a beta! Any offers or suggestions? Also nice criticism is VERY much appreciated :)