Legacy of darkness

Unhuman child

Mori wasn't like the other kids, there was something about her that wasn't normal. She was   than the other village children. it Wasn't unusual to have an inhuman kind of beauty but Mori had a certain beauty that when you thought of it you felt cold. She had deep red eyes that seemed to glow pink when she was provoked. Her brown hair was long and thick. She had pale skin with slight hints of freckles speckling her nose. She was beautiful to say the least but something about her made her beauty petrifying. 

Mori's pov~

I listened quietly and grabbed onto the handle of my sword, I had to be skilled and agile on my attack. Any wrong movement and I was done for. I closed my eyes and envisioned my surroundings, the cool grass the chirping birds the echoing sound of the wilderness. There was something else, something within the trees. A person. I smirked and opened my eyes, quickly I climbed a tree and sat on the branch. From up here nobody would expect me to attack, I was afraid of heights so they would be surprised to know where I was hiding. I watched pleased as Cole walked into the clearing. Cole looked around searching for me, he searched all around behind every tree. He would know I was near the clearing he just wouldn't know where. He searched and searched growing more and more impatient. I smirked picking up some acorns out of the hole in the tree and laughing silently....I waited , acorns in hand, for the perfect moment. Finally Cole walked into the middle of the clearing and looked all around. 

"Come on Mori, please come out. I don't want to do this anymore!"

I smirked amused. This is for all the years he teased me because I was small. I began to throw the acorns at his head on by one. I had gotten to throwing 7 when he realized where I was. Cole ran towards the tree grabbing low branches to start his climb up. I slowly climbed higher fighting against my fears and pushing myself higher up. I climbed as quickly as I could. Cole was always faster than me in most things so it wasn't easy to escape but to his disadvantage, he always used his actions before he thought. I always thought things through. I was told when I was a child that my mind was something that people couldn't imagine, I had such deep and concentrated thinking that people were appalled. 

I climbed as high as I could until I had reached the top of the tree, I smiled at my progress but I could feel myself shaking in fear. I tried to forget the feeling, tried to pretend that I wasn't at the top of one of the tallest types of trees on the island. I could feel myself start to shake more violently and the palms of my hands became slippery with sweat. I couldn't go down now, I had to prove that I wouldn't let my fears stop me. I stayed sitting atop one of the high branches and waited for Cole to arrive. I was still shaking with fear and I could feel my eyes blur with tears. 

I could feel myself start to shut down, I felt tired and I wanted to sleep more than anything. The shaking, tears, and sweaty hands made me feel weak and tired. I was so afraid but I pushed myself to stay awake and on top of the tree until Cole arrived. I had to wait. He would come for me. I would be fine. 

crack. I could feel the branch under me begin to crack under the pressure. My breathing stopped. I slowly moved my head down looking towards the ground. The tears in my eyes started to flood down my checks. If I fell I would surely die. I knew I would. I could feel it deep within my bones that this was my death waiting to happen. I sat still listening closely for the branch trying to make out any sign of it cracking anymore. I wished I had just let Cole catch me when he climbed up the tree, why did I think I could do this?

crack. The branch began to droop slowly downwards a little, giving up at standing straight. I opened my mouth to scream but it was only silence. The tears streaming down my face hadn't stopped at all. I slowly closed my eyes and took deep breaths, if I did die, I wanted to die at peace remembering how happy my life was. 

crack. 

I began to fall, quickly at first but then it seemed like the world had slowed down, I closed my eyes listening to the birds chirping in the distance, the smell of the beautiful trees, the feeling of the sun warming me as I fell down towards the earth. 

flashback~

It was my birthday, I would be turning 12 today. My parents had went out to buy a cake from the island bakery. In which they left me home alone, something I was used too. My father worked as a sailor and my mother worked along side her sisters as maids for the town witch. I rarely ever saw my parents but somehow they always managed to be home for my birthday.  No matter how bad I wished that they would stay home all the time, I know they were better than my birth parents. My parents took me in when I was a baby because my parents decided to leave me at the doorstep. My birth parents didn't want me, they were never there for me, so I guess I was grateful for my parents now. 

I sat in the cottage waiting for my parents to come back, we were never rich so we had a pretty plain cottage, there was nothing to keep myself preoccupied. Normally when my parents were gone I would sneak out into the clearing in the woods and practice fighting with Cole. Cole is the son of the most important guard in town. Cole's dad is the Lord of the village's personal guard. Cole's dad is always gone away watching the lord or going on trips. That's what made me and Cole connect, the fact that we both had parents we rarely saw or never get to see again. Cole wanted to be a guard like his dad, because he thought that it was the only way he could make his dad proud of him. I was more than happy to help practice with him and occasionally steal a fighting book from the library for him. He got to become a guard and I never felt alone. Today was different though, today I had to stay home and wait. 

I had waited for what felt like forever and after waiting by the window for so long, I had grown tired and bored. I began to climb the old cottage stairs to the attic, or as I knew it, my bedroom. Its was honestly quite cozy besides the loneliness that it gave me. I laid on my bed silently, waiting for the sleep to come to me, but it didn't. My sleepiness had turned into restlessness. I couldn't sleep, I had never felt unable until now. I laid on my back looking at the took of the bed frame and it slowly lead to the wall bedside my bed, I felt like I was looking for something to turn my attention too now that I couldn't sleep. My eyes slowly stopped once they reached the small window next to my bed. I studied the window for a while until I finally felt myself sit up and crawl closer towards the window. I opened it quietly hoping that it wouldn't make any sound that would alarm the neighbors. To my luck, it opened silently. I could feel myself fade in and out of consciousness, I had felt myself slightly lean all the way out the window, and all I could feel was the sudden feeling of myself falling out of the window and down until I fell into the ground and all my consciousness fled away.  

flashback over~

After that day, I had been totally afraid of heights. They terrified me. Still to this day I don't know what came over me, why I had felt the urge to open the window or lean out of it at all. Something about it felt like I was supposed to fall. My parents were supposed to be late, I was supposed to feel tired, I was supposed to fall out of the window. It was all to prepare me for the day I died. I wasn't supposed to get that fear so that one day I would want to concur my fear and that would be my downfall, my will to case away my fears.  That day was supposed to prepare me, but something about it didn't prepare me at all. That day on my birthday 7 years ago, when I fell out of the second story attic window, I knew I was gonna wake up, I knew the next day I would wake up perfectly fine. This time, I knew I was wasn't going to wake up from this fall, I wasn't ever gonna wake up again.

The last thing I felt was myself fade away as soon as my body touched the earth.