I Am The Midnight Rider (On Hold)

INTRODUCTION

(A/N: I rewrote it! If the other chapters aren't updated it won't make sense but I really like the re-write but thanks for reading my lovelies! xoxo - Author X )

"A thing's not a thing until you say it out loud", a quote from my favorite book 'Mosquito Land' by David Arnold. So in the spirit of what has been said, my name is Melody Heart and I am the Midnight Rider.

Everyone has their secrets;  their own little vices they like to keep for themselves. Things they hide from the world and only cherish in the privacy of their own personal thoughts. Some are minor like kids who drink at parties and hide it from their parents, and some are major like how my neighbor Mr.Nisenbaum is cheating on his wife of 22 years. And some are so mind-bogglingly huge that they'd destroy you're whole fucking world. I guess it won't take a genius to guess what kind of secret mine is. In all honesty I can't even really tell you how it all happened; how I became her– how she became me... how we became each other, but it happened fast. In the blink of an eye, there were two of us, and I became the world's greatest liar. And then he came, Literally out of nowhere. You'd think after living the life I've lived, I'd stop being surprised, but he's not the kind of thing you ever see coming. I guess that's what makes him so special...you never see him coming. What I'm about to tell you isn't the story of how I came to be, but rather of how he found me. But before we begin, there are a few things you should know....

I was an orphan, my birth parents died somewhere in the Caribbean but I was found in Jamaica and taken to an orphanage, where I was adopted at the age of two by the Hart family. The father is the CEO of some company and the mother is the head of a successful marketing firm. They were loaded. The kind of stupid rich where you don't even know what to do with the amount of money you have. They were generous-sure, but no amount of money could you give away to deplete the amount we have. They had two twin sons a year older than me. We're close...but no they don't know.

Growing up as the black daughter in a white home was not easy and thus my parents took protective measures after the first ~incident~...I was a natural. Self-defense came easily and as soon as I was old enough to schedule my own training it's all I did. Every moment of every day I spent making sure that I could protect myself. But this didn't leave me much time for friends...Except one. Her name is Maddie and I'd do anything for her...but no she doesn't know.

My parents saw that I had a knack for technology specifically Robotics, and so they got me a private tutor. I excelled and thus whatever I can't get my hands on I make myself. I took over one of my dad's old warehouses and hacked into his computer to erase it from the database. At first I just needed to train, but now it serves as my Vigilante HQ.

No I didn't choose the name, but what was I supposed to do...complain?

It's ironic, but I hate lies. The extent of this hypocrisy is probably my most toxic trait, but what can I say?....at least I'm being honest.

Now, let's focus, and I'll tell you how it all started...