Even the Sky Cries
Chapter 1
She sat, perched in the rafters, watching the shadows stir beneath her. Keeping her breathing steady, Aimee tried to listen to the conversation that was going on below. However, the voices were much too quiet and she was up too high to hear them.
She sat without moving for what seemed like hours, when, in fact, it was only one. While she was sitting in the rafters, the voice below grew annoyed with one of their own. The shadows began to stir restlessly on the floor below.
Soon, shouts broke out and a struggle began between the members of the floor. One voice seemed to carry over the rest, but the words could still not be made out from her location.
Suddenly, light filled the room, revealing her presence. The shouts grew and she began to spring through the rafters. Dodging various objects that the ones below were throwing in order to knock her down, she made her way to the exit.
The girl leapt down to the floor and made her way to the door, which was protected by three guards. Moving quickly, Aimee sidestepped to dodge a blow from a sword of one of the guards. She immediately ducked to avoid a blow from a staff from one of the others.
Spinning in the opposite direction, Aimee kicked one of her foes across the jaw. Leaping backwards, she evaded the sword. As she sprang to the left, Aimee slammed her fist into the face of her pursuer with a staff. However the guard anticipated this move and managed to throw her off balance before he fell to the floor, nose bleeding. The other took advantage of this and came at her, sword flailing.
Knowing that she could not dodge in time, Aimee stepped to her right and shielded herself with her arms. She was hit three times before she could regain her balance: once on her left arm, once just under her right wrist, and one small little cut on her right cheek.
Before more damage could be done, the girl managed to get through the door. Hardly anyone realized that she was through until she was three- fourths down the corridor. They shouted at her and began to chase her, but she had already turned right and was sprinting down that hallway.
Darting down a few more hallways, Aimee smiled when she found what she was looking for. A giant glass window loomed over her as she stopped at the end of a corridor.
Taking a deep breath, Aimee shielded her face and jumped through the glass, shattering it. She landed easily and ran forward and somewhat to the right, aiming for a small cluster of trees. Once she had made it, Aimee began running in pointless zigzags in an attempt to prevent anyone from following her.
After running for what seemed to be a century, but was actually fifteen minutes, the trees cleared and in front of her was a wall that looked to be at least ten feet high.
Without pausing to take a breath, Aimee began to scale the wooden structure. As she approached the top, a small group of guards emerged to her left and began firing arrows at her. On her way over the top, Aimee's shoulder was pierced with an arrow, but she managed to dodge the rest.
Aimee jumped to the ground, which was an easier jump then from the building, for she had been on the second story.
Before continuing to run, Aimee stopped to catch her breath. The poor girl's appearance was dreadful. Her clothes were torn and bloodied, her long black hair was awry and matted, and she was still bleeding profusely.
At a rapid pace, Aimee began to wander off into the nearby forest in search of a water source. For over half an hour she wandered, unable to locate any such stream or creek. At last, Aimee's luck changed.
At first she almost missed it; she was so exhausted. By sheer luck alone she stepped into the cold stream. Very slowly, Aimee began washing herself off. When she was done, she tore portions of her once white shirt into pieces and then used the pieces of the shirt to bind her many wounds together to stop them from bleeding any more.
Once she was done, Aimee moved upstream while walking in the water. After she had gone far enough that she could not see the point she had started, Aimee flopped down at the base of a nearby tree.
Before she knew what was happening, Aimee found that she kept nodding off. It was not long, however, until Aimee gave up and was soon snoozing off.

AN: I'm so sorry that it took so long! I really am! I'll do better on getting out all of my chappies in the future, I really will! Please don't leave. *sniffs* Well, as you can see I've started yet another story and I also have another story I should start posting. But I won't do that until I start getting behind on updates! ^_~

And to: Aeris: e-mail me so that I can remember to get you to help fix Chapter 2 of B.D.B.D. because right now it. well. um. stinks. There's no way to put it nicely. And YOU have to help because you were the one who wanted me to change something so there. *sticks out tounge* When is everyone going to start posting again?! Well, I guess I shouldn't talk, ne? *sweatdrops* I'll be going now.