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Alright, since I have three days off this weekend I’ve decided to do something that I’ve been wanting to do for quite some time now, and that is: spruce up this story up a bit.

Just a few little grammatical errors though…nothing too big.

It’s just that these mistakes have been bugging me for quite a while now and I finally have the time to fix them. YAY! Oh and like always…please review! They are highly welcomed! J

And so now, without further ado…let’s get on with the story!

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Hearts of Wraith: Part one: The Fated

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“Angered by the truths, hated for the lies…there is very little we accept in this world of fate and destiny.”

-Me!

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Prologue: Let the Dreamer Dream

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I, am afraid.

It’s almost as if my body has lost all its feel, almost as if I’ve become nothing more than a broken doll floating through a cold, an empty, night….

And there’s absolutely nothing I can do to stop it, for I am trapped.

Trapped within this darkness, trapped within the very despair inside my soul...

Even now, I can feel it eating away at me, can feel it destroying every last bit of dwindling hope that I carried inside my heart.

“Are you scared?” Her voice greets me in a soft, brittle, melody; a surprising warmth lacing her words. “Is that why you keep hiding from me?”

Scared? Hiding?
Is that what I am? Is that what I’m doing, even now? Is that the reason…why I wont open my eyes?
Is it fear?
There is no doubt.

Yes. I am afraid.

But of what?

It sweeps through me like a storm, crumbling everything in its path no matter how hard I fight. No matter how much I tell myself that in the end it’ll all be alright.

Because a part of me knows that if I open my eyes, that if I break away from this chilling night, what awaits for me is no better.

“Do you even know who you are little girl?” The voice chides suddenly. “Do you even remember your own name?”

My name?
For a moment, logic eludes me.

No…I don’t. I can’t remember…I can’t remember anything!

“Who am I!?"

A soft laughter peals through this hollow realm like a broken blade; cold and lethal to the very touch. “Such a simple question, and yet the response seems too difficult for you to bear.” She admonishes lightly. “Has you heart truly become so weak?”

“Please….” I beg hoarsely. “Please just help me!"

“If you really wish for my help, then just open your eyes Kaiya.” She whispers fiercely. “Open your eyes and embrace the shadows that you've fought off for so long. Embrace them…and then take them under your control!"

"B-But I can't!"

“Yes, you can Kaiya."

“N-No….”

“Do it! Now!

“NOOOOOO!”

I stiffen as her hands wrap themselves around my eyes gently, an almost comforting embrace within this chilling despair.

“Then I’ll help you.” Her voice is near, a breezy whisper against my ear. “…If you let me.”

Slowly, gently, her fingers pry my eyes open with the delicacy of a mother tending to a wounded child. “There….”

The fear inside my subsides as I lay my eyes on her face for the very first time….

Beautiful.

That’s the only word I can think of to describe her.

She hovers over me like an angel, arms wrapped around her body in a delicate embrace. Long, silky, strands of aubergine hair flow around her like a halo of stunning light, indigo eyes burning from within a startling, china doll-like face, a gentle warmth exuding from within their depths.

“Who….?” My fingers reach towards her slowly, but something blocks my path. We are separated by a simple, sheer wall, and as soon as my fingers graze this barrier its surface ripples like water beneath my touch.

“No….” My eyes widen as a new terror races through me. “Oh god…please no! Let me out! Please let me out!” I scrape my nails against the walls, pain raging through me with every bitter strike. “Please, please…let me ouuuuuuuuuuuuuuuttt!”