Decedents of Audaz: To The End Of Time

Prologue

Rushing down the mountain, thou soul could not withstand her pain. Everything thy regretted, came rushing up to thee surface. She has physical pain, but thee doesn't hurt the most. Mental pain is what can break thy person. A glimpse of her old life brought her down. Snow rushed to her face covering it with themselves. She sits there, waiting for a second.
She can't wait for someone to come and save me! If no one comes than would she just die? She comes to a conclusion, things are not looking good for her. She mean, would you be like, oh I totally fine, just a little death that's all! I mean, really?
What am I thinking? She thought to herself.
Time to try and get out. Despite the fact that her conclusion is almost impossible to do by herself, she would rather have low chances than wait to shrivel up and die. The girl tried to move body upwards. Having used too much energy, she gasped for air. She had to get out, for she was suffocating and couldn't breathe. But we can't dwell on that for now, for she has but snow in her body. Now she has to find a way to heat everything up, for otherwise she will perish.
The child struggled to be free of the underground snowy land. To see if any help was coming, she tried to get her hand above the snow. But it also had some more perks to it if no one was there,

She could get a feel for how far up the snow is.
Get a hole for some oxygen.
Have an easier way to dig out.

She tries with all her might to get her hand out of the snow, but something seems to be blocking it. She tries again in multiple places, unaware of a problem that might have arisen. She sticks her arm up again to try and feel what's causing the problem.
The snow seems to numb her hand, covering up what's really stopping her. She reaches her hand up one last time in desperation. Hoping that whatever is there, is perhaps breakable. She goes up as fast as she possibly could with as much strength as the child could withstand. When she reached 5 inches up a lou crack was heard.
"Shoot." The girl whispered. "Well at least I'm not hurt-" She cut herself off with an excruciating pain inside her hand. She corrects herself, she indeed was hurt by the dumb idea she had come up with. But at least she has a checklist:

Come up with better plans in the future
Learn to withstand the cold
Retract her hand (that comes sooner)
Oh! Also possibly survive

She assumed the best thing for her to do was for her to retract her hand, despite survive is pretty darn important. She lowers her shoulder in hopes of minimizing the movement she had to make with her arm. She lowers her arm through the slim hole in the snow. Carefully going down, she slips up. Her hand hit the snow, causing her to scream, "Augh!"
Something above her moves, and she can see the sun glaring at her. The air rushes in through the hole, allowing her to breathe. When she hit her hand on the snow, she snatched it down gripping it. A man is seen above the whole looking straight down at her.
"How did you get down there?" A slim figure asked, with worry labeled on his face. He reached his hand out to her.
"Oh! I'm just have a nice rest in the snow, what do you honestly think I'm doing?" She answered, despite the fact he didn't mean for her to answer her.
The child took his hand with the not broken arm. Within one second she released her grip and rolled on top the ground. She took a breath of her surroundings, the air, mountains, snow. Home was gone, darn Khione always hated her.
     She turned to the male that helped her and quietly examined his features. The man had a slim, yet had a muscular figure. His hair was a dull blue like he dyed his hair with a semipermanent hair dye and it started fading but stopped. His skin had a slight tan, like a plank of wood.
She rose up to excel his height, by about half a foot. She stood in a slight defensive stance and gave him a stern glare. He flinched after looking in her eyes, from surprise, but he flinched nonetheless.
He stuck his tongue out at her with a goofy look. He tilted his head slightly like he was a confused dog. A gust of wind flew by and knocked him over. He turned to where the wind came from and screamed,
"Screw you Boreas!" He yelled it with such a passion she looked at who he was yelling at. Turns out there wasn't much to look at. A figure started to form in front of both of them.
"Gods. I didn't mean come out! I wanted to yell at you from afar!" The man whines at the colorless figure. He muttered the last part quietly.
"So, are you like the wind or something?" She cut off the guys with a swift comment. The colorless man focused his face on her and started to chuckle.
"For your information, yes I am the north wind. If you think your comment has left you off on a good start with me, watch your life." The wind man said without a single hint of emotion showing on his face.
The girl sat stood with shocked face. She quickly took an defensive stance again before he could take another attack. The north dude rolled his eyes and stared at the normal man. He nodded respectfully and disappeared into the Abis.
Silence filled the space between the two people. The girl gave the boy a silent warning. He lifted his hands up in innocence.
"What are you accusing me of, I did nothing! At least I don't think I did..." The man asked breaking the girl from her glare.
"How are you friends with the wind man? He seemed like a total jerk." She replied with the same passion the man had at the beginning. But without the joking.
"He just likes my mom. So he assumes the exact same from me." He than mumbles, "Technically the truth..." The chid didn't hear the last part but from the first it seemed that she assumed wind man only liked a selected few people.
"Fun-" She dropped on the floor, so the man thought she fell unconscious. He reached to pick her up. As he was getting close, she cried out in pain. Twitching, and blood spilling out of her arm.
"Leave, Ahhh, alone!" She started crying out to the sky. He tried to grab her but she stabbed his hand with a knife stuck in her pocket. He managed to get her in his hands and started running to the nearest inn. Starring at her blood stained face.