Author Note: This is a re-make of my old story which i wrote long ago. I welcome all new readers. and also all old readers and hope you enjoy the re-make. for more information please read my profile or the Information which i put up on my old version of Shadows of the Heart ^^
A BIG thanks to Irina67 who helped me a lot with description and also checking for spell errors. Well Irinas native language isn't English, mine neither so if you see some errors please don't scream around or flame me^^"
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Shadows of the Heart
Part 1
Intro
Alone she wandered through the cold night, along the streets of the city. Fearless she ignored the darkness around her. Many people were surrounding her, but she always felt alone. She never felt like one of them, as they treated her just that way. Nobody would care about her; nobody would wonder where she was or where she was heading to either. The full moon was reflecting in her eyes, an emerald shine was the only thing distinguishing on her black figure. Like a lone wolf her way was dark and empty. No future ahead planned just some thoughts considering the present, sometimes even the next day too.
Silently she was making her way. That's how she liked to be. The winter had almost arrived, her own breath forming a small fog in front of her. With her hands in her pockets she was walking steady steps towards her destination.
Cold outside, cold inside… The years of loneliness froze her feelings, turning them into hatred, living through abandonment, loss of loved ones, sadness. She slowly lost any warmth that a usual person could keep in their heart. Her genuine smile vanished giving its place to a mask she used to show to others. As years passed she was forming into the person that she was right now.
Surviving in the streets was something she learned fast, she had to or else she wouldn't have made it. Life out there was tough but she could handle it. Only there she could stay how she was.
Her name, Cold Heart. That's how everyone called her and she didn't mind. In fact it suited her purpose. She didn't want a name that held bounds with the past, that brought back memories that she wanted to forget.
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No one should ever try to challenge the fate, try to prevent what has to happen. Running away from the past, trying to forget and proceed with your life was the same. Past always comes back to you and reminds you of what you want to forget. Maybe not now, maybe not tomorrow but it definitely comes back. Never think you can forget, erase from your memory something that will be forever a part of you.
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Her task this time should have been nothing more than a small job. Nothing more as a simply robbery. Get in, steal the object and get out. Plain and fast, something that she was good at, being flexible and silent. Her safety wasn't getting in danger like that. Not that she wouldn't be able to handle that as well…
So easy. Too easy...
Luck wasn't on her side that night. She might have been a good companion during her previous jobs but this time she wasn't there with her. She managed to escape with the help of a mysterious girl, even if that wasn't like her at all.
Cold Heart had learnt to do everything alone, she never asked or ever accepted help from anyone. But she was no fool. This time she had no choice… But even like that, it still seemed as if it wasn't her day. The cops showed up in her hideout and captured her.
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That night, at that place the wheels of fate turned, without her noticing it, made its way around her neck tightening its grip.
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From the first moment that she met the mysterious girl she knew that she wasn't normal. Something inside told Cold Heart, that there was something common between them. The girl's interference into Cold Heart's life lead her to him. He appeared to her, offering her freedom of the present, freedom of the world she used to live till now.
She could have refused, the choice was hers alone... At least it seemed to be this way but was it really true? Being in such a situation, having a cross road in front of her after years of walking on the same street, Cold Heart had to decide which way to follow.
Either to accept or decline his proposal...
Without being aware of what she would get herself into Cold Heart accepted creating a vow between her and him. If anyone would ask her why she accepted she wouldn't know what to answer. Why did she accept anyway? Something on him always was irritating her, but she accepted what he offered. Maybe because deep inside she still had hope... Or even maybe because she could sense that he knew stuff about her that even herself wasn't aware of...?
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From that day on everything changed. Things happened that changed her point of view of her life and of the surroundings. She was changing without even noticing. Was the Cold Heart warming up finally?
Who knows...
For sure she would never admit it. And her fate? It was about to show in front of her as time went by. In this play she was the starring character, not just a watcher waiting patiently to see what would happen next. She got to know more and therefore she would be able to face her enemies. The past returned but this time it wasn't a menace. That past defined her identity. And she could see. The curtain that was hanging in front of her eyes, not letting her to see clearly was withdrawn and she could finally take a look of what was in front of her, of what the world was really like. As if she woke up from a deep sleep she wasn't even aware she had taken.
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As about that mysterious girl, step by step, slowly but steadily Cold Heart let her into her life. Chaining her fate with the girl's, without releasing it, stealing something which she would be never be able to give back.
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Her dreams turned into faces of the past. Figures of the shadows overlooked her steps. She had taken the path of no return. Nothing would be like it used to be and never would be the same again.
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