Reborn With A Second Chance: Is It For Waste?

Prologue

I DO NOT OWN RISE OR THE GUARDIANS OR BRAVE OR HOW TO TRAIN YOUR DRAGON OR TANGLED!

This is just the prologue, I'm still debating whether to actually write the story.

High School AU!

Prologue

Red. No matter what the color is on whether it's an apple or a crayon or

even a red car, it all doesn't matter because even if there were good things

in the world sharing the color red, there were bad things as well, such as

blood. Oh god blood, all their blood…..it was…..everywhere. He couldn't

even see the ground or tell whose blood it was. But it didn't really matter

anymore, does it? After all everyone is gone, they're all dead. And it was all

because of Him. The bastard killed every last one of them, and made him

watch. He was completely useless. Their cries for help. They called for him.

But even if he was able to somehow get to them in time, he wouldn't have

been able to save them. He was too weak.

Enough. He's had enough! It's been it's been so long since they were taken

from him yet he can't get the image of their lifeless corpses out of him

mind. He just wants it all to stop. It hurts remembering, he doesn't want to

remember. He's failed them all, each one of them he's failed to protect.

They were his family. And now he has nothing, but it's what he deserves,

right? He was weak, and a complete idiot for putting them in danger so they

were taken away from him. He's a little over 400 years old now, around 423

actually. He was 315 when the battle, no it wasn't a mere battle it was a

war, took everything he's ever cared for away from him. But he's truly had

enough, plagued by nightmares of that night oh so long ago, he knows it's

his fault. Maybe the world would be better off with him gone. Maybe this

time, he'll just stay dead.