The Story Of Rachel Jessop and Hank Rogers

Chapter 1: Prologue

Faith was strolling around her old room at the Jessop conservatory, the place she once called home. The room itself seemed to be decorated for a little girl. The wallpaper that was once a tirquoise blue and pink with flowers had now faded and was well past beginning to show its wear and the furniture was old and dusty.

She lit a few bliss scented candles and wandered over to an old wooden desk with a wooden chair that looked like it hadn't been touched in years. It was sitting in the corner of the room next to a window by an old single bed.

Slowly she pulled back the chair and sat down swiftly, making sure her white silky dress did not fold under itself.

She lit one last candle which sat on the corner of the desk.

Faith sighed when she saw a picture in a frame on the desk and took out a dusty leather book form the top drawer of the desk.

Both items were covered in dust and looked as if it hadn't been touched in years. She dusted off the picture and the book and set the book down, she then picked up the picture and stared at it.

With her slender pale fingers she traced the picture. Faith knew the picture all to well. She began to think back to a time long ago when her name was not Faith Seed. When she did not know of The Father and Edens Gate.

Faith once had a family before the Seed's, they were not always the nice loving family like the seeds were.

All the memories came flashing back into her mind, The good memories and the bad, every single one. They swirled around her head as she was lost in thought about when she was younger, and how everything is much different compared to now. Beforehand, she was depressed and alone, now she was cared for by her brothers... or so she thought.

She looked at the picture once again and saw her younger self, she was sitting on the back of a Ford F-150 Pickup Truck next to a boy.

He had dirty blonde hair, hazel eyes, tan skin and had an athletic build on him. He was wearing a Grey Marvel T-shirt and Jeans. And she was wearing a white floral dress. That boy, she knew him. She began to get emotional about that particular memory, that boy's name was Henry, Henry Buchanan Rogers also known as Hank.

He was her childhood best friend, they would do everything together, he was always with her. Hank even got into alot of fights trying to defend her, he was her light in the darkness, he was also her love interest, and she even regrets on not telling him how she felt eariler before he left Hope County. But now he was nothing but a memory to her, a path in life that could have been.