𝐂𝐎𝐑𝐑𝐔𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐃

𝐩𝐫𝗼𝐥𝗼𝐠𝐮𝐞

𝐂𝐎𝐑𝐑𝐔𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐃
Written by illicitwhore

𝐂𝐎𝐑𝐑𝐔𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐃;
cause to act dishonestly in return for money or personal gains.

"𝐖𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐲𝗼𝐮 𝐭𝐞𝐚𝐫 out a man's tongue, you are not proving him a liar, you're only telling the world that you fear what he might say."

"The world isn't falling apart, the veil of the world wide corruption is lifting."

𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐋𝐎𝐆𝐔𝐄
7 years before.

Innocent blood. Torturous pain. Hopeless corruption. It was an endless cycle that led nowhere but to the fear of others. It was official. We were at war.

The cursed traitorous screams voiced by the weak and fragile. Our world was a dangerous destructive place filled with monsters the devil made himself. And nothing could ever change that.

Power and money helped chaos thrive to its fullest potential. Anyone can become blind at the sight of a very large check, not even a second thought about who it could affect.

So it was simple. Be the helpless victim or the god damn devil. Kill or be killed. And if you're smart that answer will come to you easily. Or you could run. Run as fast as you can and hope evil doesn't catch up with you.

But just know consequences will come no matter the choice, that can't be out ran.

My head slammed into the floor, I could feel my mind shifting through reality. Blood streamed down my nostrils and my vision blurred with tears. I didn't have time to recover before I forced myself up.

Cries welled up my throat when gun shots sliced through the air. There was so much blood. And I couldn't find my parents. I slide myself behind a large stone pillar and tried to breathe.

I brought a hand over my face and tried to wipe my vision a little more clear. Self consciously I peered down at myself to see the damage. Cuts and buries lurked on my brown skin. And my pajamas were soaked in crimson.

My heart jumped as I heard someone sprinting in to the foyer. A hand fell over my mouth, pulling my body up against theirs and my eyes squeezed shut. I began to squeal causing them to have a harsher grip.

I opened my eyes to see my attacker but it wasn't the enemy. My shoulder relaxed and I let out a whine. I allowed my body to fall into Killian. He looked in worst shape than me, but somehow stood strong and tall even hurt.

"Are you okay?" I nodded quickly but he pulled away checking me out himself. Killian's eyes reached my face before wiping the blood from my nose. He grabbed my wrist and began to pull me along.

My heart sank out of fear and I pulled back with hesitation. Killian let out a harsh breath, then showed his pity for me. I've never felt like a stupid little girl with him but he's never looked at me like this before. The plead in his voice made the fear disappear.

"Come on baby. We have to get out of here." I felt myself giving in and understanding that if we did die, we would die together.

I wished I could go back to that night, and stood firm on my hesitance. Follow my gut instinct that something would happen. Something terrible. Unforgettable. My heart hurts at the thought of him and all that followed after.

We didn't die together. A lot of people lives were lost except for mine. I've been forced to live a life without him. There nothing I feel but regret. I wanted to with him. Dead, alive or missing I needed him.

prologue over.