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AN- Wow! Another story! This one's set in real life. Don't tease me about it, though. I tried my best to use common names (and I'm not sure it worked).
Summary- What if you had a Shadow who protected you from danger and has watched you since birth but you've never known she was even there? A race, fated to never be seen, some believe they're vampires, some think they're heaven sent, and still others think they don't exist. But Mary knows they're real, she's seen one before, it was just a glimpse but she knows they're real, and she's out to prove it to the world. But maybe the Shadows aren't ready to step into the light.
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Prolouge
Mary
I watched the farthest corner of my room, hoping to see something in the darkness. Though I knew it must've been futile, for I knew she would yet again watch me from the darkest corner, not allowing herself to be seen. I'd seen her only once, when I was five. She wore a long dark cloak and I could not see her features, though I could see strands of white-blonde hair beneath her hood and full red lips on her face.
She had been an older woman, probably about thirty. I had been in a car crash and she'd saved me from the car before it crushed me. Afterwards, I remember, I was lying on the ground, help had yet to arrive, and she stood over me while another hooded person, this one a man, stood over over my mother. I thought back then that I had been dreaming, almost twelve years ago. But later I'd learned I wasn't, they were rare, those shadow creatures, they appeared only to young children who would quickly forget them.
How could I ever forget a woman like her? She saved my life and stood by me. She didn't leave me until the very last moment possible, when the lights of an ambulence could be seen, that's when she and the man disappeared into the dark, unseen by anyone but me. Even then she did not go without leaving something for me. She placed in my hands a tiny bronze locket with the letters MAS inscribed on it, my intials. Mary Anette Smith. I wondered for days how she'd known my name, but it wouldn't be for years afterward that I would even first hear of the Shadows...