For Five Years

Chapter One

Shade's POV

I was laying down the under a  large  old oak tree that was next to a shallow river. My  purple eyes were closed and  I allowed my memories to flash through my mind. I have not seen my family in five years, or at least I think it was five years time on this damned little island didn't seem to flow normally. Ever sense those people came to our home island, andisland that we kept a secret from the whole entire world. So in order to protect my family, and our peace, I  had decided to go with the people that were going to ruin our lives. We left one night  while it was dark out, they made me leave at night because  I knew that if we left during the day my family would try to stop me from leaving. This was for their own good, for their own protection, for their lasting peace. Or at least that's what I had thought anyway. That's when I heard a scream that shattered all my memories and broke my concentration. But when the horrifying high pitched sound reached my sensitive ears I bolted up at what felt like the speed of light and dashed off to go see what was wrong. "SHADE!" The screaming voice cried my name as if it was their last breath.

"Oh shit...... I am coming!" I yelled back at the voice, you see I don't know why I would have fallen for such an obvious trap when I live alone on an island in the middle of fucking nowhere. Without even thinking about what I was doing I took off in a sprint to save the person that was screaming. When I arrived my legs went numb and I couldn't move any muscle in my body. In front of me stood Conner. Now Seeing Conner made me a little happy, but the man I saw standing behind him, is what caused me to freeze."No, no, no, no, not again no..." I cried with my hand over my mouth in hopes to keep my lunch down I dont know what was wrong with today but his presence the presence of Conner's father made me extremely sick.

"I see you still haven't changed my love, you are still as gorgous as ever." Said a man with black hair, he took a step towards me and I took a step backwards. "Whats wrong love?" I don't know why but today when Conner approched me, my mind went out of control, it was flashing back from now to the first time I met Conner. Now just to clear things up the first time I met Conner was when those men that had taken me from my home. Put a bag over my head, and tossed me ever so causally on to a large boat. Conner was standing on the bow just looking at the night sky, when he turned and saw me getting tossed on board. Conner was the only one that helped me.

When my mind's little home made movie of a memory was at an end I immediately scrambled back. "No stay away, stay away!"I cried out at Conner who continued to come closer to me. He looked like this was somewhat hurtful but I knew better than that, but there was a really saddened look in his eyes that I could see andisland made me feel a Tiny bit guilty about it. "Keep away from me." I cried out again, I continued to back away from him with more than just sadness, and confusion in my eyes.

"But my love I came to get you, it's time to see the master." Conner said with a saddened look that was spreading across his face. At the mention of the master's name my knees gave out and I hit the forest's  floor with a thud. Images proceeded to flood through my head. My mind was spinning out of control. The master was the one that tried to hurt my family, the one that engaged me to a man I would never love, a man I could never love, the one that kept me imprisoned for the past five years of my life, the man that thougth he was making my life miserble. "What is wrong Shade he has come to see you? You should be honored." Conner told me leaning down to help me up, but I slapped his hand away and my purple eyes locked on with his brown ones.

"I don't give a fucking damn about that ass hole!" I cursed at my betrothed. "He could die in hell and I would be the one who sends him there! And I can make sure that he gets there! He should just go fucking die and save me the trouble of killing him!" I screamed tears slipping out of my eyes that were shut tightly, so I didn't have to look at Conner's face that seemed a bit hurt at the use of my language while talking about his father.