Disclamimer: Like I really need to write this.
*There was a time when I was called, 'happy'.*
*There was a place I used to call home...*
*There was a person...*
*She was so special to me.*
*She made me feel loved, appreciated, and...*
*I run short of words. I was never any good with them.*
*Sometimes I wonder what it could've been like.*
*Just the two of us. No one else but us.*
*That's not the way it goes, ever, for anyone...*
*There is no such thing as fate. I can say that now.*
*If there was, then I wouldn't be here...*
*Alone.*
*I'm not really alone, but I'm not with the one I want.*
*But, was she the one I really wanted?*
*I guess I don't know...*
*There is a question I have never been able to answer.*
*Is it wrong to hate?*
*Is it wrong?*
*This answer has eluded me in all my life.*
*I hate...*
*I love...*
*I am capable of both. That much I know.*
*There is one thing I fear the most.*
*Just once I was told, by a man so wise...*
*Is it wrong to regret?*
*This is now my fire. My fight. This, I want to know.*
*Or else, I will go mad.*
*I regret, but...*
*Does she?*
SINS OF EDEN
by
BlackDragon
PROLOGUE
*****
It was almost 2 A.M.
The street was lonely and abandoned. A single noise, isolated, came every few
moments.
Just one person was visible. Walking, alone, in the night.
It was tall, built, and spared no glances to an occasional couple walking
home from wherever.
He was not exactly glad to be here.
It had been such a long time. Such a long time since it had all happened.
The hurt, the pain...
He wanted to forget it all.
But like a tortured soul, he could not.
He wanted to look at this place and feel the warmth of special memories.
But all he felt was disgust, anger and loneliness.
How he wished he could go back and change it all.
The figure stopped in front of an old looking house.
He had lived here once, but that was long ago.
Such memories he had in his heart of this place...
One hand reached out from his coat sleeve and touched the fine wood of the door.
*So many memories...* he thought.
He had heard good things of this place. How it had prospered, flourished.
They didn't need him at all.
Maybe it was because he was never given the chance to be HERE.
He sighed and retrieved his hand. He concentrated for a moment; he could almost
feel the life coming out of this place.
The laughter, the joy...
But, he could also feel his sorrow.
His anger.
He closed his eyes, shook his head and walked away. Leaving behind the house
he would give anything to forget.
*Never again...* he thought as he left behind the Tendo dojo.
End Prologue
Authors notes
Nothing much to say. The title was originally called: 'Love me...', but I had
a sudden 'Brainstorm', so to speak, and decided this title better suits the story.
I wanted to post this PLUS two chapters, but I have tests to study for, so I'm just
posting this for the time being. Not to worry, I'll be done soon, so be expecting
the first two chapters any time soon.
I know this is VERY vague, but I don't want to give away anything yet.
I decided on writing this after I cruised through my repetoir of fanfics on archive,
and saw one thing lacking...
I won't tell you what that is, yet, but for now, let's just say I hope this is a
first of it's kind. If not, who cares.
BlackDragon