Disclaimer: Don't count on it. I'll never own Gundam SEED.

a/n: I thought I should upload this prologue for Demise since it's been stuck in my head for a while, so yeah.

Reflection

I had a dream last night.

I could feel the intense pain spreading through my body.

I was reliving the night she killed my family.

It was cold and unkind. I had seen many die during the war, but not with their flesh and blood tearing apart, spilling everywhere in front of my own eyes. It was the first time I had encountered something as horrific as this. It left an emotional scar, at the very least.

Implying that she was coming after me next, my brain screamed for me to make an escape, but I couldn't respond. I was too occupied with the thought that she was now dead. Lips melting into an ice blue, face pale like snow. Her eyes, still crying from the pain in astonishment, had lost its light, now dead as a nail. By now, the other girl had a gun in her hand, trembling with an emotion I couldn't recognise as being sane. I don't recall what happened next, but there was soon a knife in her body, dripping the remaining scarlet substance from her bloodstream.

There was this limpness in her body, similar to that of a manikin, a puppet of some sort. The life had been drained from her body, never to return again. Slumping to the floor, she created smudges of crimson across the carpet, like a bucket of paint spilling onto the floor.

I was the only one left alive amongst the three in the house.

Desperate for hope, I fled the house, wishing with all my heart that what I just witnessed was a lie. My entire family was dead. I had killed some one with my own hands. It couldn't be true. It wasn't supposed to be.

But it was.

Running until my legs could no longer continue, I came across a bench inside a park and sat down. Breathing heavily from what had happened, I tried to calm myself down. There was blood all over me. It was still wet, trickling down my skin. What was worse was that it wasn't even my own blood.

Not even a drop of it.

I wanted to cry. But I couldn't. I wouldn't allow myself to. I had to stay strong, not knowing what the future had in store for me. There was so much more waiting out there waiting for me, yet I threw it all away that night. I couldn't see the point in living anymore.

Because I was left alone.

The world was a cruel and dark place without the light. It crept into your mind, manipulating your thoughts. It drove people insane. It dragged you down against your will… like drowning in the depths of the deep blue ocean. On the surface, it appears beautiful, where life is abundant; lurking beneath lies a horrible scene, full of shipwrecks and the dead.

People have to meet their demise eventually. You can't escape from it.

Glancing at my reflection in a small lake, I could see that the moon was shining brightly along with the twinkling stars. The tears were welling up in my eyes. I don't understand why, but the midnight sky with all its decoration reminded me so much of her…

"It's ok. Just be who you are."

Leaking from the edges of my eyes, the tiny droplets of tears disturbed the surface of the lake, creating ripples in my reflection. Once the water became still again, the person who was staring back at me… was not me. I wasn't going to be weak and dependent anymore.

I had to avenge her death.

a/n: I may continue this, I'm thinking about it. I'd like to hear your opinion as well, it might help me decide. I'd also like to know if it makes the actual story Demise any clearer in any way, as well as suggestions for who the people are. Please review! It's highly appreciated.