This is going to be a three or four part story based on an rpg that I play. In case you're wondering, the link's on my bio. I only own the characters that I specifically say are mine. Everyone else is the creation of J.K. Rowling or the people on the rpg. I'm only inserting the non-cannon characters I have permission to put in from the people who created them. Almost none of them appear until part two, since this is only based on said rpg and most of the story's regular fanfic material. Did I miss any legal stuff?
The fic sounds like a self-insertion. Not quite. It's more like an alter-ego, but it'll sound like a normal fanfic. This is a sort of sister fic to Lana's. (Destiny's Child: My Name is Destiny by Lana Konte, storyid=1517559) Yes, I know a lot of the phrasing's the same in my prologue, and the format will be the same, to maintain the feeling of a parallel between the stories. It was intentional, since her fic was originally going to be like this one, except from Lana's point of view. I have her permission for that too. Don't worry, only the prologue is this similar.
Kindly remember to review when you are done. I always appreciate comments and constructive criticism.
The Inevitable: Written in the Stars
Prologue
I once thought I lived an almost fairy-tale life. My parents were wonderful, my friends as close as family. My childhood was carefree and happy, marred by a single traumatic event—still less than most people experience. At first, my youth saw little discontent but the mildest of adolescent burdens. It became harder to deal with later on, but it was still normal, still bearable. Soon even that passed, and my life was perfect again. I had a great job, proud parents, friendships that were stronger than ever, and I was in love. The future was a bright, shining star in the sky.
And then it all came crashing down.
The first few disappearances amounted to confusion. When they started to find the bodies, the first signs of dread and anxiety started to appear. As the number s mounted, the wizarding world was swept by a wave of panicked frenzy and fear.
Friendships and family ties were severed not only by deaths, but also by suspicion and betrayal. Some were accused of being followers without a shred of proof. Others held onto their faith and were betrayed when the Death Eaters destroyed those that they had once cherished. Love and loyalties evaporated as more and more joined the Dark Lord. The innocent lived their lives cowering, never knowing who would be next. The terror had reached unbearable heights.
Then one Halloween the nightmare stopped. The world rejoiced over little Harry Potter's defeat of the Dark Lord, though I mourned for everything we had lost. I spent years rebuilding, but somehow I knew it wasn't over.
Now I have seen darkness and the rebirth of light. I have suffered, lost, struggled, and fought. I have been pushed to my limits, over the brink, and come back from it all, though with scars that touch not my skin but my spirit.
The second war has begun, and I have been called once more. My name is Sandrilene Artemis Laterne, and this is my story.