-Prolouge-
Death...
A powerful,mysterios,morbid,eerie word.
What does it mean to you>
Sadness?
Pain?
Suffering?
As for me it means nothing.
It's an empty dream.
I'd be better off dead.
I live a lie...
I am a lie...
I don't deserve to live.
Goodbye world...
I give up...
-Chapter one//Life?-
-->Several days, possably a week later-->
I woke with a start.
My eyes flew open, but immediatly closed them at the harsh, unnatural light.
I couldn't remember where I was.
I opened my mouth and scented the air.
There was a harsh scent of latex with mingled people and a slight taste of blood.
Where the hell was I?
I opened my eyes slowly but everything was blurry at first.
I forced myself to look around a bit.
All white.
Too sterile.
A hospital.
It was the last place I expected to be.
I found it very hard to remember why I was here and not back...
Where'd I come from?
My name?
What was it?
Mi...
Mizuki.
Yes, My mother gave me that name.
But why?
It wasn't true.
Medium length blue-black hair, yellow eyes, pale skin.
My nails to long, my teeth too sharp to be human, but I was.
Sure, I was quite skinny and tall, but why Mizuki?
[[Sorry. I messed up. I had more but I accidently erased it. It's bed time so I'll add more later.]]
