I left class quickly, practically running to my locker nearly breaking my lock, tripping a man and dropping all my books; which I succeeded in doing.

Marian stopped me.

"Well look who it is, girls." She said.

Marian was the class president and secret under cover agent, I concluded today. The way she looked at me and her eyes. Oh, the eyes. Her hair was a red and curled underneath her chin, then it rippled to her shoulder. Her amber eyes were not cloudy but it still had the same impression –cloudy and dangerous thoughts.

Beside her, her two minions were laughing at my change and by change I mean hair colour adaption. I would say hair dye, but my hair had apparently gone bleach blonde to a silky sun blonde with a black streak through the black where it was shorter. It had an upside-down 'W' shape I suppose. My hair became abnormally long overnight and my one bang even had turned black as well. They called me Skunk or Striker.

The two girls circled me once, clearly examining me as I held my books close to my chest. It didn't help I wore someone else's clothes.

Alicia and Jayden, who were both twins, black sleek hair fell from the perfect ponytail, strengthening the structure of their face and curves. They eyes matched Marian's; both cloudy and indifferent to their decision and a deep amber rings darkened their features.

"Well, where are you off in a hurry?" Marian said, smiling innocently knowing what my answer would be.

"I have someone waiting for me." I wasn't lying but it was just a person I saw, that I wanted to run from. I was hoping if I was early enough I could jump over the back fence before the young man would notice; clearly not. I straightened deciding to use this chance to get to know them. I gently tilted my head and smiled, reflecting her perfect innocence, "Do you know what death is like, Marian?"

She looked shaken for a moment then laughed, "I heard they said you were a freak but wow, you out stand me every time. You can't even remember your own name. In fact they should bad things would happen if someone were to say your name when you're around."

Now my eyes darkened, dropping my books.

"Oh did she touch a sore spot?" Jayden giggled underneath her hand.

"Poor girl, even parents abandoned you." Alicia laughed.

"It is poor actually, that even other freaks like you can be forgiven but you're stuck without even knowing who you are every morning." Marian laughed, pleased now. "Perhaps, I will allow you a haven and leave you alone but know this-" her eyes darkened as the shadows covered her eyes but the gleam from them did not falter "-you're cursed. You're alone demon."

I closed my eyes and felt my body lose feeling. My eyes were open now but I couldn't see anything really. A strange design illuminated my sight and a tear rolled down my cheek. I took it on my finger and looked at it, laughing bitterly to myself.

"You're a demon. Your existence is pathetic."

'Honestly, Your existence is pathetic.'

I grabbed Jayden's wrist ducking under and pulling her forward over my back. She landed in the ground nearly screaming. Marian went to scream but I stepped forward grabbing her hand, twisting it backwards with my other hand over her mouth. Her screams echoed but were so quiet at the same time. I didn't bother to question the sound now, I turned to Alicia who was in tears already, wanting to scream but she knew better. I grabbed her wrist and gently pulled her up.

Her eyes were wide and terrified and it was obvious she was in pain herself.

"I was what?" I muttered to her.

"I-I'm sorr-"

"I was what again?"

"I didn't really mean t-to-" Her eyes went wide. Now she knew.

"Say it to me. What is it? What is my name?"

She whimpered and whispered it softly and then shouted it. Before my ears caught her words, hands gripped onto me, and covered my ears.

The girl fell before me. I cursed and turned.

The boy's eyes met mine and I froze.

"Quite a show" He said, "You owe me something now."

I turned to Marian, Jayden and then Alicia, who all lay at my feet. Maria had a broken and very twisted wrist, Jayden had a bloody nose from the impact and Alicia sustained almost no damage; either way, they all lay unconscious at my feet.

"Do I know you?" I said trying to break free of the emotions boiling in the pit of my stomach. "I'm sure I would remember a man who was able to appear in front of no where –" but the rest of my thought was lost.

That was when he grabbed my arm.

That was when I knew my life would change.

That was when, I felt the blackness return but instead of falling into it, the shadows gathered. They had no faces in my dreams but now they had a nose, mouths and eyes. Oh god, the eyes shone a phosphorescent yellow with a silver ring around their pupils. Their bodies slim but full of flesh; their arms stretched out to me grabbing onto my leg and neck.

I tried to push away from him but he held me there.

The shadows gripped tightened nearly breaking my legs; they pulled and dragged me through the floor. My body was vanishing.

I held my breath and bit my lip, gripping onto his arm, sending a shockwave through his body with my movement.

He pulled back instantly, glaring. A trail of a nearly transparent white path flooded into his mouth and ended as he closed it. His right eye gained a tint of blue. He grinned.

"See you later, Kaos."

I ran outside to the gate, not even bothering to grab my bag or spare clothes. I ran through the door and reached for him as he left building. Jumping from the second story window, no fear and no hesitation, definitely got his attention. More so I landed atop of him.

"Ow, damnit.' I muttered. I stared down at him; glaring hoping I looked threatening.

He didn't look afraid; actually, he looked content. "How about this then, since you seem to be jumping out of building a lot when I'm around-" I didn't pursue why he thought I jumped out of building a lot but I would definitely remember for later, "If you can beat me, I'll let you have my soul."

"Your soul?" I repeated, black spots dancing in front of my eyes.

He pushed me off effortlessly and rose. His build, tall, muscular hand reached out to mine "I'll show you."

I stared at his hand and grabbed it. One jerk and I was pulled forward, my body tumbling forward into his grip, growing weak and unmoveable; it was some sort of compulsion.

My stomach tightened, I need him here with me like this, holding me at his demise, with no one around. I needed to feel the heat of his body against mine with nothing separating us. I leaned forward inhaling his lavender scent. He spent a lot of time outside.

His hand brushed through my hair, grabbing at my roots.

I leaned back sharply, breath wild and uncertain. But I didn't act like this, I don't think these things.

It was when he leaned forward, my wrist in his grip which I had reminded myself to breathe. I opened my mouth inhaling sharply.

"Your soul, belongs to me. You are bound to me."

Compulsion; Definitely compulsion.

I grabbed his collar and drew my forehead through his. "Bullshit!" I hollered! "I belong to no one!" My right arm burned, the muscles locking in place. I screamed in pain. I tore off the sleeve of my uniform and nearly fainted at the sight of my arm.

Filled with colours of blue, purple, yellow and black, my arm swirled the colours as if painting a picture until greens and orange. My bones shifted, breaking in and pulling, nearly causing me to go into shock. My lungs were tight but my arm had other plans. My nails went into my skin, disappearing from sight. Growing longer, my fingers reached almost to the ground my palm growing slightly bigger. The orange, yellows and greens faded, the redness deepened as blood dripped from my arm steadily. Engraving a cross like design, my arm looked more like a claw.

The boys eyes didn't look shocked or worried, merely curious. "I am Daemion. I'm the Next in line to Ruler of the Realm." He pulled his collar down revealing a cross like marking that matched mine; a perfect set. "I met you, 3 years ago."