Masked

Chapter 1

Hey guys ☺️ Thank you for taking the time to take a look at my new story, ill be updating as soon as i can. i already have the next chapter written but ill wait till i get some feedback before i post that. Please comment throughout about how you feel about the story and whther ud llike to see more 😅

Thanks again! - Rosie
There was a list of things that could have gone wrong that day, but hanging off an ancient church was not on it for the local heroine. You must be quite curious about how this new character found themselves in this life threatening, yet slightly awkward situation. Or you're simply rethinking your choices at the library. Either way, I will continue setting the scene.

The view from this rather decrepit building was quite astonishing. The clouds were stained a goldish pink from the departing sun and a vibrant blue lay behind them. Trees waved to each other with their leaf ridden hands and they carried the occasional woodland creature. From below, if you ignored the alarmed crowd of reporters and residents, you could see a small pool of chipped gravestones scattered on the ground. Each one engraved with a name, a date and a depressing quote about life. Most graves were caused by the reason one of our protagonists was dangling from a stone window-sill.

Now I will explain to you who, how and why. In answer to who is simple: Fire. Nothing else, they just called her fire. They called her fire because she moves so quickly that you would've missed her if your eyelid merely fluttered. If you believe the rumours, she once ran so quick that she burned like fire, therefore earning her name. Usually, you cannot see her for long enough to know what she looks like. She runs far too fast for any observations. However, now she hangs still from the church, you can see her wearing a seamless white suit, her hair tucked away under a hood and a mask covering her face. You can tell she wants her identity hidden, since its been 7 straight years of her constant protection for the town of Fallaway and not one person knows who lies under the hood.

How is easy too. When you can run as fast as Fire, it's hard to control on the rare occasion. Depends how long you've been supernatural. Well, sprinting up the dark and decayed spiral stairs of a church is quite a task so when Fire reached the top, she couldn't come to her usual halt. Instead, she flew off the side, only barely catching onto the edge.

Why is more difficult to explain. Fire isn't the only one who has inhuman characteristics in this story. Let me introduce Pitch. Pitch has been haunting Fallaway for the past few months. She will arrive in daylight, however her power causes any mortal in the vicinity to only see darkness. Whilst her victims screech in their current, blinded state, she snatches them. They're either found dead nearby with their eyes removed from their natural place or they're never seen again. Delightful, right?

Worst part is, no one except Fire even knows what she looks like. Everyone is affected by the blinding darkness apart from her. If you ever do catch a glimpse before the clouds of nothingness blind you, you will see a sinister, lifeless cloak hung over the shoulders of Pitch and coal-like makeup shadowing her face.

The reasoning for Pitch's murderous personality is unknown too all. Was her childhood corrupt? Was she cursed with her bloodcurdling powers and is craving revenge? Or maybe she's simply a common collector and is hoarding eyeballs. Whatever it is, her target was Fallaway and she was persistent. However, there was a wall between her and her prize; Fire.

Fire loved that town, it was her home. Or at least that's what people presumed. Fire would banish whatever was trying to disturb Fallaway's peace and then run away. Some days she ran North, sprinting into the twisting trees of the forest, leaping over logs and ponds. Others she ran South, a small dot of white whizzing over hill upon hill. It was clever, people gave her that. Confused the hell out of any creepy reporters looking for a story.