Save Her From The Dark

Prologue

(Prologue)

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         "You've always told me that a fallen star, are the ones wished upon. That something about it holds hope in people. As the life of the star starts to dim, there is so much life in it... Yet at the same time, so little is left.

             It shoots across the darkness for a second, in its ever lit luminescent beauty. And then... just as fast like the second before it, it's gone.

          It leaves you in wonder, as you start to ask yourself if you'd ever seen it at all. For something about there being so much beauty as it falls, just streaking across the sky stealing your breath away in that moment wonder. Somehow it gives us hope. I... am that fallen star.

          I was the glimmer of hope for our people. The last remaining light, left in the dark night sky. I was there for a second, and just as fast... I fell to my demise. My bright light faded and the only thing I could hear while the darkness had engulfed every last bit of me were their cries. "Save her!" They'd scream. "Save her from the dark." Little did they know that I did not want to be saved.

       I've lived for so long, I wanted to die. Everyone had thought that I should be happy. For who wouldn't want to live forever? But let me tell you this. Who would want to live for an eternity, only to see that everyone around them, everyone that they have ever cared or loved for... die? I loved him, the dark. It was my choice to go away now. Not theirs & most certainly not his.

             I never truly understood the beauty of such bittersweet sorrow. To have loved something so much that it makes you want to cry, that it makes you want to die. I consider myself lucky to have been able to experience that. I loved him so much, and so I am going away now. I'm going back to him, my love.

           It had all started back upon that cold dreary day hadn't it? It's funny how something so suddenly can happen and you'd never even recognize how much it'd impact your life until the very moment it does... "

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"Stella Luce, what a surprise to have finally met you." I hear his cold bass voice chuckle out the words slowly. Such a voice, it sends a sensation of tingles up and down my spine as he holds a gun to the back of my head. My arms are raised as I speak out to such a dark and soothing voice.

      "I promise, I wasn’t trying to escape. The alarms went off and the doors had opened. So I just, I just went out to see what was -”

          "Calm down, I was just scaring ya. I was the one who had set off the alarm." He chuckled yet again as he lowered his gun. I turned around to see a very handsome 17 year old in front of me. He seemed to be the kind that jests, with that charismatic crooked smirk upon his lips and those dazzling and dark electric blue eyes. He has a scuffed up mane of ebony. As well as a lean, tall, and strong body. He nearly towers a foot over me.

"Who are you, how do you know me?"

"I don't, your name is on the back of your prisoner jacket. Mrs. Number 003." He shoots me yet another crooked smile, this time a little dimple peaks out on his right cheek. I can tell already that he's going to be very annoying.

       "Very funny, but I don’t recall you ever telling me your name now do I?" I smile as I put my arm on my hip. Suddenly a spotlight hits me. I blink into the bright white light trying to see, when a bullet comes streaking right at me. The next second I find myself upon the ground.