Hello Lit Readers! I realize that I hadn't posted in forever, and I apologize for it immensely, however college and all that takes most of my free time and writing does take a certain amount of enthusiasm and time to come up with ideas and actually write it all down. Anyhow I thought to write this series and really enjoyed the theme that I have planned for this one. I cannot guarantee that it will be updated any time soon; however I do plan on making this story more action packed. This first part is mostly a teaser and to see the feedback should I continue this series. Hope you guys enjoy it as much as I had in the creation.
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Heat...the tongues of flames licked my skin over and over. Scorching all around my body, strangling the very air I tried so desperately to breathe in. Endless fields of fire blanketed my vision; nothing else could be seen or felt. Terrified I closed my eyes, only to realize that the shielding of my eyelids did little to diminish the intensity of the inferno that surrounded me. My body by now had long run out of sweat to keep me any bit cooler and I screamed out in both terror and frustration. Shakes began to tremble through my frame, stronger and stronger they became till...
"Rias! Rias wake up!" Rising up quickly, frantically patting down my body only to realize that I was in my own bed, just covered in sweat.
"That dream again?" I just nodded. "It has been a while since you have had that dream, and even on your 19th birthday."
Sighing, the frantic feelings from the dream quickly dissipated. "Thank you Auntie, I'll be down soon."
As my Aunt checked over my condition once more, she patted my head lightly and headed downstairs. "I'll make blueberry pancakes, hopefully it will help. Just make sure you dress nicely today, were going out for dinner tonight."
Wearily I stood up from my bead, grabbing a new set of cloths as I headed to the bathroom. Looking into the mirror, I wiped the sweat that had plastered my hair to my forehead. Sighing quietly, I hopped into the shower as my mind drifted back to that day 14 years ago.
Having only just turned five, I was returning home after playing with my friend Luna. However when I began to get close to my home, the sounds of sirens began to get louder and louder. A large plume of black smoke rose high in the sky, fear began to set into my young bones at what these signs meant. Running towards home, the sirens blaring louder than my own heartbeat, I came upon the sight of a still burning house in which I called home. As I neared the lawn of the house I saw my parents rushed out of the house, I could barely see them through all the chaos and tears flowing through my eyes. Rushing towards their side I prayed for their safety, only to be stopped by a fireman before I got too close. Neighbors had notified my aunt and uncle that lived not too far away.