Kalen POV.
Through the tweeting of the birds and the cool trickling of the water over rocks came a gasp from behind. I fought the urge to look behind me until my senses had analysed the situation. My hairs on my arms stood up on end at the thought of a threat, my ears ranged further than the lake in front of me and picked up breathing a faint breathing, which was struggling to grasp at invisible air. With a southern breeze then came the smell, almonds, pine splints and smoke. Fiery smoke, something was burning. My head whipped round in a second and what meet my eyes was far from what I was imagining.
There was a girl, and it was her, it was time. Watching her doubling over in pain made me cringe but I couldn't just run up and help her, she'd probably freak out. I knew I had to help her, and I knew how to do it, but making my body move to the commands of my brain was becoming increasingly difficult. I already knew her name and everything about her, I had been told about her when I was only five, and every night since then I had wondered when our paths would cross.
Seventeen years ago a woman in her mid-twenties gave birth to a baby girl, and named her Blaise. From then on it was both our destinies to come across one another, for us to save one another. Now what stood in front of my eyes was the most beautiful, angelic girl I had ever seen. She was no angel, for that I already knew, she was a normal girl who was born into a life sentence of pain. A girl who was destined for hell and it's now my job to save her.