Disclaimer: You know what they say, anyone you recognise is Tamora's…wait…some of it might belong to someone in Australia and stuff…well we own nothing but the plot. Oh, and Alanna's uncle. *unenthusiastic cheering*
AN: We've kinda squished SOTL into 2003, Australia, Victoria. Its actually quite fun to do. Anyway, its written with Lady Jenna and gray rain together.
Prologue…
She heard the tires screaming along the tar road…her body was snapped forward…the breath pulled from her chest…the seatbelt cut into her skin with such force she'd have bruises for weeks…
…Her mother's scream cut through the thick air like a whip…
She felt the car jerk as her mother wrestled desperately with the steering wheel, attempting to correct her mistake…
The silence after the crash was astounding.
Somehow she got herself out of the mass that had once been the family car…she fell onto the grass…what should have been a soft landing was painful, as the slivers of glass studded the ground for meters…the shards hug into her skin, and she felt pain lance up her right arm, ending at her shoulder…
An unknown time later bright lights and the wailing of sirens assaulted her senses…wrapped in a shifting mist, she screamed herself hoarse for parents who couldn't hear her cries…until she was too weak, too drained to fight off the cold, black arms of oblivion…