Darkness of Chaos

Darkness of Chaos

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Wed, Apr 3, 2019
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Science Fiction
Prolouge:Cold and dark have always been my friend. But that's not the worry as I crouch in the snow. Waiting, silently as the seconds tick by. Feeling the icy ground crack underfoot. Hearing the shouting of guards as they find my cell empty. I pull the darkness around myself and walk to my left. Hearing the gunshots echo around me as they fire at the cloud of living darkness. Fear motivates me as I pull what little strength I have and release into the yard. The void of darkness tears through the prison, leaving nothing but steaming ashes where proud humans once stood. Feeling drained, darkness closing in as the world rushes up to meet me . I crumple to the ground as the alarms finally sound off. Listening to the silence around me I pull myself to the trenches a few yards away. Waiting to see if anyone is left to come and finish me. After waiting for what feels like eternity. Feeling safe, at last, I fall into a deep sleep. Footsteps echo around me as they see Caleb has finally fallen asleep. "Grab him but treat him gently, we don't want him to wake and run before we have a chance to explain." a voice says" Hands gently pick my body up and they carry me away.
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They say betrayal never comes from your enemies. I used to think that was just something people said to feel better about their broken hearts. Until mine shattered too. The night it happened, everything changed. I lost my best friend. I lost my boyfriend. But worst of all... I lost myself. It's funny how a single moment can split your life into before and after. Before, I was the girl who believed in love, in loyalty, in forever. After, I was the girl standing in the ruins of what used to be her world, gasping for air, screaming into the silence, wondering why. Why me? Why now? Why them? So, I ran. Packed what was left of me and left the pieces behind-what else could I do? I moved cities. Moved in with my cousin. I told myself I needed a break, a fresh start. I told myself I wasn't looking for anyone. I was here to rebuild, quietly, carefully. Just me and the pain that still lived under my skin. But then... I saw him. At the club. Dark suit. Brooding eyes. Hands in his pockets like the world bowed at his feet. He didn't just walk in; he owned the room. The kind of man who didn't need to speak to be heard. I didn't know his name. I didn't know his story. But I felt his eyes on me like a touch that burned. He was power. He was danger. He was everything I told myself to avoid. But as fate would have it, the man who never chased anyone... noticed the broken girl who stopped believing in love. And maybe-just maybe-he'd be the one to help me believe again. This is the story of how I broke... And how he found every shattered piece.

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