Just thought the post needed some visuals.
Hello guys. So I think I may have told you that I restarted my book. ANYWAY... I'll be positing the full prologue here, it's unedited and I wrote it in less than an hour. The book is badly named Huntress at the moment but I don't think it will be called that very much longer. After you read the prologue please give suggestions for a possible name. The book is about shape-shifters. Okay well enjoy, and if you don't give suggestions as to how I can improve! Thanks...
Prologue.
Pain. Shifting. Creaking. Blood. Pain.
I didn't know what was
happening until it was too late. Until I felt my very being shift and my very
DNA change. Then, only then did I know. I was becoming something else. I didn't know how this could possibly happen, but it didn't matter, because I knew.
The first time I
changed I was out in a beautiful darkened forest with treetops that caressed
the heavens. I was at one with nature for the first time. I was only sixteen,
so young and innocent, not knowing what real pain felt like. But a disturbing
thought told me I was about to. As I walked through the luscious greenery I
felt a sharp pain in my side, the colors of the forest were gone, and in that
moment I only saw black. I felt a thud, and then I knew I was down. I felt
something within me shifting, changing. My bones were in pain as if someone was
slowly pulling my joints apart. And then I could smell it, iron bitterness,
blood. I knew whatever was happening was not natural; it wasn’t something that
any doctor could comprehend. I don’t know exactly how long I lay there on the
beautiful blood stained grass, but when my vision finally banished the
blackness, things were different. I wasn't just me anymore, I was something
else. When I realised that, the real pain started, the inner pain of confusion
and loneliness. I was no longer human. I knew that instantly. I was smaller
with wings and a frail build. My long dark ebony hair no longer kissed my back,
but golden feathers now grew from within my scaly skin that I acquired. I was a
bird. My head was at war with itself. My brain told me it was a dream but it
felt more real than life. I lifted my wings and felt their emanating power. It
was at instinct that I lifted off the lifeless ground and returned to the place
that now belonged to my form. The sky was a perfect piece of art with the sun
setting behind the feathery clouds. I felt at piece. My wings beat fervently against
the chilling wind and my soul joined in, leaping and gliding towards only god
knows what. The happiness subsided as
soon as it arrived though and my peace fell apart. I was a beautiful bird but I
knew that just hours ago I was an ordinary girl. I didn't want to wake up from
this form, and I didn't even know how I’d change back. My family would have
been looking for me by now. My mind reeled towards my human life, and as soon
as it did I felt myself plummeting towards the earth. The earth, where I truly
belonged. My wings beat out of sync. I tried to stop myself from being hurled
into death. But it was too late. Blackness joined my senses once more and
then….
Pain. Shifting.
Creaking. Blood. Pain.
I wasn't dead, but I
was back to the vapid old me. The human. I looked around me, blood filled the
gaps between the grasses but my limbs no longer ached. I was stronger than
before in a way. More powerful, but I was also confused and frightened. My
mother would be wondering where I've gotten off to. We only moved into the
country a month ago, because it was safer than the city. If I didn't return
soon my mother would have us packed up and leaving, she’d think something
dangerous happened to me. My clothes, were full of blood and dirt, but that didn't stop me from lunging off the ground and sprinting in the direction of my
beautiful country home.
I snuck into my
bedroom through an open window. My room was on the first floor of the two story
house, so it was easy enough. In only seconds I was out of my battered clothes
and in the shower. What I’d do with the clothes was out of my mind, I’d burn
them or something. After the refreshing shower I had to play same old Rogue
again. I made up a story to my mother as to how I got into the house UN detected. Since that afternoon I noticed my lying improved and my body no
longer faltered at pain. I was stronger. I was more than human. I knew that.
Okay so that's the prologue.
