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Prologue

Running frantically I kept looking back at the red splattered everywhere. My breathing was ruff but I could still hear the others pounding steps pursuing me. I had a plan and wasn't for one second considering giving up. My feet glided across the floor and slipped me into a small room where I stood knowing I had crossed into 'other' territory. I hoped it was the right spot, and I knew it was when they hesitated to enter. I also knew at that moment the 'others' were not home. Meaning I was out of luck and trapped.

I knew I was tough, in everything. When standing tall and proud I reached a height of 5'4. I took many under my wing, usually debating them out of any situation. But it was my nature to take a blow for any of them with out a thought. I promised them my life. As long as I lived I would do any thing in my power to the point of my own life for them. I may have been slender, and short, but my fiery personality, will to live, and intelligence made me a formidable enemy to any one, who crossed my boundaries.

When the time came to protect one I cared for, I was ready. Even if it meant for my blood to hit the floor.

Never thought I'd win, only to need saving. Never thought I'd live, only to have another's blood on my hands!

(SHALL I CONTINUE?) (First chapter is also up)