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I heard a soft thump. Opening my eyes, I stretched, my hands blocked by some kind of... Bag? Something seemed off. Where was there a bag in my bedroom? Wait a minute.... I opened my eyes, but I still couldn't see anything! It was pitch black! Where was I? What happened? I kicked my legs out, trying to break the bag. My foot connected with a hard metal thing. "OW!" I cried out in pain. I curled up into a little ball. Breath, Shadow. Breath. Why would someone kidnap me? I'm not anything special... A light flickered at the edge of my vision, allowing me to see the light brownish-gray of the bag. I heard footsteps, and a voice say to me, "Why hello, Shadow. Nice to see you" Then everything went black again, and I passed out. (Hello, Shadow here. This is a fanfiction. Tell yo friends)

I rubbed the sleep out of my eyes as I wandered downstairs, lackluster as always. "So, Shadow? Did you get your mark?" Two smiling faces were in front of me-my parents. But their eyes betrayed the smile almost immediately. I recognized the wide, sad look of despair, and the wild, frantic look of desperateness. "Mark?" I muttered, still not fully registering what today was. My sixteenth birthday-and my last chance to BE marked. With my one, my only, my soulmate. ~~~~~ Shawn ("Shadow") Gray lives a normal life, in world where the unneeded extra emotion of 'love' has been eliminated. Instead, a Mark appears on some part of your body, showing your soulmate, who you were destined to be with. The Mark could be anything, from a simple flower, to an intricate design. But you know who it is, no matter how vague it might be. The Mark appears from anytime from your 12th birthday to your 16th, showing who you would be married to once you turn 20. But, what if a Mark could lie? If your true soulmate wasn't who you thought it was? What if... You were never Marked? (*Coughs* I didn't come up with the idea of the marking 100% by myself, but this story is mine.)