PERILOUS HEART

Please, don't copy my idea.

PROLOGUE

DATE: 9 FEBRUARY

New York, USA

It was raining heavily. Thunder and storm dancing together with a fierce roar. The little girl around five or six was crying in the corner with fearsome sobs. Her sleek honey blonde hair were in a pig tail. Her green eyes were calling for help as she saw her mother and father walk away. She was shouted for her mother and father, screaming to be with her. She remembered how her mother had told her to wait and count till hundred and her mother and father would be there. How she had kissed her cheek and forehead lovingly and said 'goodbye'. How her father had hugged her lovingly and said to wait. And when she said 'Mommy, Daddy don't leave!' her mother and father smiled. Smiled and left her alone.

The little girl hugged her legs and turned into a ball. Bringing her legs near her chest as she cried hard. It was supposed to be her birthday. A day just for her. She looked out of the small cabinet in which she was hidden. It was dark in there. Her mind wandered if she should open the door. Why was she listening to her mother and father if they didn't care about her? She tried to open it but in her head, the image of her mother's small tears stopped her. She sighed. She couldn't. Her eyes wandered towards the locker room. The door was open and a scream echoed through the empty walls. The hairs in the back of her neck raised. She was scared like a cat. Her heart beat went fast and she was hyperventilating. Her breathes went out but, not came in as if she couldn't take anything in. It was her mother. What would have happened to her? She heard a gun shoot. The sound of a bullet piercing flesh, haunted her in every nightmare. Her innocence felt lost. She heard another scream.

"Nooooooooooo!!!!" Her fathers shout rang in her ears. It couldn' t be. Was mommy alright? Where was she? Why was her father shouting? She heard some more gun shoot. She shivered and sobbed. Daddy, Mommy. She thought. They were alright, weren't they? She quietly and slowly stepped out. The room was dark. She needed to see if mommy and daddy were alright. She walked out and towards the door noiselessly. She was scared but, she had to go out and find out. She wasn't the good girl anyway. She didn't need to be and she was tired of behaving as a good girl. Her eyes traveled along the door knob. She was tall enough to reach it. She opened the door and walked out. There wasn't any noise. There was a eerie silence hanging in the air. The only sound was the thunder and pouring rain and the little girl's foot steps. Her eyes were watery as she walked in the turning on and off lights. Her house seemed filled but, empty.

"Mommmmmmmyyyyyyyy, Daaaaaaadddddddyyyyyy!!!" She yelled. She was frightened as there was no response. She waited for her father to hop out of nowhere and surprise her as she giggled and her mother to laugh at them both. She shuffled a lot. She reached at the end of the hallway. The lights kept flickering on and off. She opened the door to her playroom. On her tiptoes she walked in. "I know you are here, mommy!" She said. "Stop playing hide and seek, daddy!!" She stepped on something. The lights had gone off and she couldn't see. Her foot felt sticky. "Ewww!" She said. She walked on and stepped on something solid. She licked it. The lights came on and she screamed. Her mother's body lay there under her feet. She quickly stepped out. She saw her mother's unusually white and cold body. Her mother's eyes were wide open and unblinking. The little girl shrieked again. She looked at the pool of red around her mother and holes in her stomach and forehead. Her mother's fair blonde hair were now, red. Her lifeless eyes made the little girl forget how to breathe. She could see blue and purple veins run down her face down to her neck. She felt sick. "Mommy, get up!" She exclaimed as she shook her mother's dead body. "Daddy, where are you?" She asked. There was no water in her eyes. She didn't look surprised or frightened. She looked calm, unusually calm. "Get up, mommy!" She ordered. The girl was so much into herself (who wouldn't be?) that she didn't here someone open the door and come in. She looked up to meet a face of a man. He was unusually handsome. Black, raven curly hair. Blue eyes. Dimpled smile and set jaw. He was lean and muscular with pronounced and sharp features. There was mischieviousness and coldness in his deep blue eyes.

"Hello, there." He said to the little girl. "Hello" She said calmly. "You don't look frightened." The man said amusedly. His deep voice echoing in the hall. The little girl looked at her father in the distance. He looked same as her mother. Only his fists were closed tightly and he seemed to be reaching towards his mother. The thunder roared again. "Are you afraid?" The man asked. "No." The girl said dead voiced. She sounded mature than she looked. "Come with me." said the the man while showing of his dimples and full lips. He winked at the little girl as he holded out his hands towards her. "I like you, kid." He said as she holded his hand. Her small one's in his big one's. "What's your name?" He asked. "Ashley Morgan." She said. "Nice name, kid." He said. "Now, I am going to take you away from here. I will take you far away and help you find the one who did that to your parents." He said. "You want to come?" He said as he heard the far away police sirens. "Yes." The little girl said and nodded. "Take me away." She said. "I like you,Ash. I'll call ya Ash from now on. Okay?" He asked. The girl nodded. Her emerald eyes were in a far away land. She was mourning without showing any feelings. The dangerously handsome man liked the girl and was thinking to keep her around for a long while. He would love her though, he hated her parents, he would love her. He would take her to somewhere near his main head quaters. He was the number one now. Blood and bullets was all he needed and of course, this little girl now. Ashley. Nope, ash He walked with her towards the door. His gun shining slightly as he put it somewhere far to hide it from the little girl. He didn't want to kill all her innocence. Not yet. He smiled at her and they both walked out in the thunderous night. Disappearing in the lights and people and going somewhere far away.