Prologue Part Two

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Sakura's eyes fluttered open.

She had painfully pulled herself out of the middle of the silent hallway to a little dark corner. She looked around. No one was there and she assumed that it was the end of school.

She slid up the wall with difficulty. Taking one step, she immediately fell to the hard ground crashing onto her already bruised knees. Her body rattled and she looked at her shaky hands.

Why? Why do I have to be harassed like this? It's not fair.

She stopped in mid thought. Her nose scrunched up in disgust as she realized that she was feeling sorry for herself. She was pitying herself. It was disgusting! The first thing that she promised herself was that self-pity was out of the question when it came to the bullying that she was constantly receiving. But then she did have to ask. Why her?

The faint calling of footsteps came into her hearing. She forgot about all that she was saying and tried to gather herself in case it was a teacher. She managed to stand but swayed a little in the knees. With her newly cut hair shielding her bruised face she stood there waiting for the person to pass.

Sakura's mind was completely blank, as the footsteps got closer. She was probably brain dead by the time the footsteps stopped.

Right next to her.

She took in a breath and closed her eyes as she felt a stare. No those aren't the right words. A cold glare on the back of her neck.

She stood there still not looking up at the stranger that taunted her with the cold glare. Footsteps wandered away again. Sakura looked up.

A boy about her age was walking back out the doors. From what she could see through her red puffy eyes dew to crying was that he had dark hair. He was dressed from head to toe in black. His broad shoulders reflected light as the sun hit the silky material when he was out the door. He was gone. The only thing that lingered was a strange smell of peppermint.

Sakura walked down the deserted road. She had cleaned the cuts on her face and held a rag to her side where she had been kicked. The cool wind felt like ice going through her translucent porcelain skin. It numbed her pain. All the way to her heart.

I really wonder who that boy was. She blushed. He looked like an angel.

Her feet carried her faster than she thought. Suddenly she was standing at the deep blue door that stood at the base of her small white cottage. It was perfect for a family of three, her mom, dad and herself. She always thought of her mom to be like a gust of wind. Refreshing as she whispered shivers down your spine. Her dad, like a mountain. Standing strong and tall silently moving things and people around him.

They're good for each other.

The pink haired girl reached into her pocket with her free hand. The hand emerged with a golden key that she pushed through the keyhole. With a turn she heard the clicking of gears telling her the door was unlocked. She took a deep breath and stepped in the house casually.

It was cold. Silent coldness.

"Mom, dad. I'm home,"

No answer came. She walked further into the white house.

Working late again. Thanks mom and dad.

Quietly she took a step further. Her hand reached up to the wall as she went to the kitchen. Turning the corner she sighed and closed her eyes. Taking the step up to the kitchen she looked around.

The white kitchen was small and nice. With a window over the sink looking out to the garden. Sakura poured a glass of water and took a sip. It cooled her scratchy throat, burning from the crying that happened at school. Her hand skimmed the marble counters as she turned the corner to the dining room.

The breaking of glass on hardwood floor was accompanied by the earsplitting scream.

There on the table her parents lay. Soaked in blood. Sakura's shaky legs ran to the table. Her father was placed on her mother. A long sword went through both of the bodies. Her mother's white dress was ruined with smudges of dirt and blood. Her father's face in complete shock. The explosion of crimson reached the ceiling and speckled the walls. Sakura's trembling hands reached up and closed her father's unseeing eyes. Her fingers traced her mother's cheekbone. Her green eyes caught a silver gleam on her mother's neck. She reached out to find a necklace hanging limply on her mother's neck. The chain fell down off the table leading to a small silver angel.

Sakura gathered the chain with the angel to her heart.

"My guardian."

She fell to her knees and screamed on last time before falling completely into unconsciousness.

The smell of peppermint wafted in the air.

Sorry for taking so long to update my week was really busy. I know that the prologue was kind of boring but if you read it the rest of the story will make more sense. I'm also sorry for the spelling errors on my last chapter and probably this one. And don't worry. In the chapters to come there will be pairings and action. I promise. Please read and review.

Thank you!!!