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Prologue: Anberliegh

Livin' in a world so cold

Wastin' Away

Livin' in a shell with no soul

Since you've gone away

Livin' in a world so cold

Countin' the days

Since you've gone away

You've gone away from me

World So Cold: Three Days Grace

My mother's name is Rebecca. I love her more than anything, and she loves me the same way. In my six short years of life, we had already been through more than most people go through their entire lives, and for that, we were inseparable. I have a lot of memories of her and me together, but one plagues my mind every day I am alive. One above all else is the only one I wish I could forget.

We were running through the dense, cold forest of Northern Europe. My mother was holding my hand tight in her cold grip. I could hear the man behind us getting closer with every passing second. We ran along the edge of a lake before my mother took a sharp right and plunged into more wilderness. Trees flew past us at amazing speeds. For a second I could not hear the man behind us and thought that maybe we had lost him. My mother stopped and hid me behind a large tree stump that was surrounded by shrubbery.

"Stay here and do not move, no matter what, do you hear me?" She whispered frantically.

I nodded my head, knowing that I would never disobey my mother.

"And baby, I want you to remember everything I ever told you. If I am kil… If something happens today, to…me, you always know where to find me, right?" She asked holding me to her.

A noise was heard in the distance and my mother let go of me. "I forever love you, Enber."

Unable to speak at the moment I just looked at her. My eyes filled with as much love as there could be in this world, and she understood.

Another noise was heard closer to us. My mother ran out to the middle of the clearing. She glanced at me, pleading me to close my eyes, but as a tall man entered the small clearing, I couldn't look away. The man was wearing black slacks. No shoes were covering his pale white feet, as well as there was no shirt covering his pale chest. He did wear a cloak. Not uncommon for that time, my mother owned multiple cloaks as did I, but his wearing of a cloak prevented me from seeing his hair color. At the time I looked at his face memorizing every line, every curve, and every shape, and his eyes... I never wanted to forget him, and I don't think I could have.

This man was a good one to two feet taller than my mother. Her short five foot and two inches, which she passed along to me, made her look like a child next to the man.

"Where are you going Becca?" He snarled.

"I was going home," She answered simply.

"Well not for long, you know I am surprised you didn't see this coming?" He grinned, referring to her ability to see small bits of the future.

"You know how it works, I only see if I think that they may be a threat to me. I never thought you as a threat, why should I now?" She asked. I could tell she was trying to stay calm, but she was scared, we both were.

"I want to know where the human is," He told her rudely.

"She is gone."

"You really expect me to believe she is gone. You two have not been separated since you met her. Now tell me where she is."

"I don't know, I moved her. You will never find her," She told him crossing her arms. "Why do you want her anyway?"

"You know why, she is only a human. A child you had before you were changed. And yet she has the promise all the powers you have."

"She has more," She smiled.

"More. More. Like what?" He asked intrigued.

"It is of no concern to you, she will never be changed," She told him.

"You will find I can be very persuasive, and humans do anything for the ones they love," He said as he stepped closer to her.

"You forget, I can make her not remember me. If you try to use me to get her, I will wipe her memory clean of me."

No, I thought, I would never forget you.

"Then you are more of a nuisance than an asset," He said as he grabbed her around her neck.

After that everything happened so fast. I watched as his mouth descended on her neck, and a horrible ripping noise bled throughout the air. Then he ripped off her limbs, her screams cut through me like razors. Tears gushed out of my eyes as I starred at the scene unfurling before me. I was so shocked that I couldn't move. This man killed my mother because she protected me. I felt sick to my stomach, and it was only worsened by the sickly sweet smell that now occupied the air. Then everything started to go dark.

The last thing that my mother had planned that day was to be murdered. She thought she would have a confrontation with this man and be on her way. Life never goes how you plan it. When I came to the sun was starting to peak over a mountain and fill the lonely woods with light. I remembered everything about the day before, except what the man looked like, or his name. It was as if someone took an eraser to my memory and smudge out the letters of his name. His face, which I once knew plane for plane was now a blur. The only thing that I could remember clearly was red eyes.

I stood up and saw a pile of ashes that used to be my mother. Where I used to be filled with happiness, I was now filled with anger and hate. I would find this man and I would kill him.

The sun was high in the sky by the time I finished burying my mother. With no clue where to go, or what to do, I stood up high and started to walk. Life never goes how you plan it. My plan now was to learn all of my powers and master them to their extent. My mother said that they were limitless, I would find out. Because I may have been human, but not completely.

My mother's name was Rebecca. I loved her more than anything, and she loved me the same way. In my six short years of life, we had already been through more than most people go through their entire lives, and for that, we were inseparable. I have a lot of memories of her and me together, but one plagues my mind every day I am alive.