9/8/05- I am going through each chapter and running them through spell checker, since my friend's computer has one. XD Also I am fixing a few minor plot things. But it should just make the story less flawed, I have inconsistencies

There are some things in life that we shall never know the answer to. Some things are just the way they are because that is the way it is. Although some people might disagree, that is the same for people, both moral and immortal kind.

In life there are no coincidence, despite the fact that people argue that fact as well. Everything you do is a reaction to something that has affected you. You breathe because you need oxygen. But why do plants use carbon dioxide? Not a coincidence at all. Someone had that planned.

Where am I going with this you ask? I had no idea. Just a pure insensible ramble I started one night while I had access to my computer.

Or at least that was what I thought the day I wrote that. Amusing how I wrote that just before all of this occurred. I was one of those children that loved to discuss things that would be splendid if they existed but didn't believe the thing I had been discussing did. A child forever drowning herself in the pits of her imagination. Foolish, blind. Those are words that describe what I had been.

My whole life since then had shown me that those words I had written not two years ago were as true as the word of God. Before all of this, I was a girl blinded by her humanity. I knew of things that I wrote but did not believe. Only my imagination, I thought.

Never again. Never again shall I be the innocent child I was back then. 2 years seems like an eternity to me. My mind is now open to the truth and instead of fighting it like I had when this all began, I embrace it. I delve deeper into it, swim in the knowledge that has been given to me by one of the most unlikely creatures on this earth.

I was blind. Now I see. He was human. He is now dead. I love him, I hate him. I am him, he is me. We are each other and yet we are not.

At first, when he had seen me, I was only a punishment in his eyes. Now I am a gift, or at least that is what he tells me. When I met him, he was a bloodthirsty killer that had no morals. I now see him in a new light. He will not tell me of his past. He says the present and future are what are important. I tell him the future and the present are the result of the past.

I was the light, the innocent light that had never saw the darkness. He was the darkness himself, fighting the light I had shed on him. Together we have become the shadows that lurk in the brief time when day and night become one.

And I only have my older brother to blame for what has happened to me. He was the reason I was stolen from my room and given to HIM as a punishment. This brother of mine, he is not my brother by blood. He was the adopted child, and only was it too late that I knew that he was never alive, at least in my lifetime or the lifetime before me.

I do not hate him, my damned brother. Nor do I love him for what he has done. Neither can I despise or thank him. He is simply just there, lurking around every corner. He was someone I had once cherished for protection and advice. I was someone he used to punish an enemy of his.

As I have said before, nothing happens just because it does. It is planned. Every breath you take, every word you speak. Your actions are the reaction. You are the effect to a cause. You might not be able to understand that now, and I don't think I ever will either. But if you have been through what I have, you might be able to understand why I believe in that.

I was lost, and I was found. All by someone I had hated at first and now love. There can be no light without dark because how can you know what light is until you see its opposite?

I find myself straying off the subject. How I came to be knowledgeable to the information that has been given to me. If this intrigues you, by all means keep reading. Maybe then you can see that what people write about the darkness is not always their imaginations.

Read and be enlightened. Pass on the offer and be forever wrapped in the world of lies and illusionary comfort. The choice is yours.

Ok, this was definitely a random thought that grew into a story of immense proportions. In my mind, that is. Please review; I'd really appreciate it!

Krikoris