Chapter I

December 12, 10,236 b.c.

I watched in silence as the traitorous scum brandished their appearance in my presence. I then spat at their feet. Their smiles changed vulgarly.

"My my, Fianne! Whatever have we done to deserve such treatment?" Melanie asked, determinedly. "Who are you to treat me as such? I am a goddess after all."

"No," I replied with gritted teeth, my voice becoming increasingly louder, "who are you to betray me? We've been through so much together… why—why such betrayal?" Tears streamed across my face as if I were a child. This was definitely a new phase of my personality to my closest friends.

"So," Shade, the companion to Melanie, began, "you found out? Damn. So… I'm sorry for this Fianne, but now you should die!"

"I concur," said, my lovely, Melanie.

"With friends like these, who needs life?" I said dejectedly as they slowly crept their infernal bodies toward me. They unsheathed their weapons and attacked me with their hell-ridden blood-bonds.