Vio: Here's the prologue to my new sequel! *w*

PPG: 18

RRB: 17

Blossom: 15

Prologue: Awakening

Lilac orbs watched the heartbreaking scene with displeasure, plump red lips pulled down in a frown.

"Blossom, please!" The young blond girl wept as she threw pieces of rubble and concrete, looking for her older sister.

"Dammit Bloss!" Her other sister screamed, "Where are you?!"

"Blossom?" The girl's father whispered as if he couldn't believe that his daughter was gone.

The last one bothered her the most.

"Blossom!" The crimson-eyed teen screamed as smoke poured from his nose and mouth. He kept screaming the girl's name, hoping that she would answer but to no avail.

She watched with a raised eyebrow as the boy shook rapidly as if he was going to explode.

And explode he did.

He screamed a heart-wrenching scream that could shake anyone to their core. Flames burst from his mouth, igniting the cloudy sky above. Tears of anguish ran down his cheeks as the flames surrounded him in a circle of fire.

His brothers were forced to drag him away with him screaming and kicking, refusing to leave his love behind.

"Such a tragedy," long white locks fluttered with each step the woman took, "maybe I can bring her back? Hmm, seems interesting but it will take me a few years though."

She glanced at the screaming boy once more, "It won't hurt them to wait a few years anyways."

In a flash of light, the woman was gone leaving behind a single white rose in her wake.

- Three years later -

She was surrounded by warmth.

No cold.

No pain.

Just her.

Something was missing though.

Flashes of colors ran through her mind.

Coffee brown, a warm smile and warm hugs.

Lime green, a smirk and back-breaking hugs.

Baby blue, a happy smile and a kiss on the cheek.

Forest green, a rough-sounding voice and thundering laughter

Sapphire blue, a shy smile and a hesitant hug.

And...

Crimson red, a confident smirk and a searing kiss.

Memories that were so close, but still danced out from her reach of remembering.

Why?...

"….os...om..."

Who was talking?

"…..y...ear...ime...to...wak...up..."

What?

"Blossom."

"Yes?"

"It's time to wake up my dear."

A loud intake of air before the sounds of coughing and hacking echoes. Lilac orbs soften and she gently wipes the girl's face with a warm rag. Dull pink eyes glance around before settling on her with a questioning gaze.

"W-who are you?" Blossom asks with a ragged edge to her voice.

"My name is whatever you want it to be child."

"…...May I call you Opal?"

"Opal it is then."

That got her a smile from the teen as she handed her a robe to put on. Once she did, Opal gathered the girl's long, light ginger locks before pulling her hair into a low ponytail. When Blossom turned around, Opal was happily surprised to see that some light had returned to her eyes.

She pulled the teen into a hug, "Tell me girl, what do you remember?"

"I think I defeated Nero."

Her eyes widened, "What about the Professor? My sisters? Brick?!"

"Hush child." She clamped her mouth shut, "You're still too weak to be getting worked up."

She nodded hesitantly as she nervously nuzzled her face into the older woman's side. She couldn't help herself, Opal had a motherly aura surrounding her.

Said woman rubbed Blossom's back gently, wondering if she should show the young teen how her family was doing now.

"Would," sad petal orbs looked up at her, "would you like to see how your family and the man you love has fared these past three years?"

"Three years? I've been dead for three years?" The puff asked in a soft voice, trying not to freak out about how she had been dead for three years!

Was her family doing ok?

Has Brick moved on?

What about Nero? Was he truly gone?

Imma end it there. Did ya'll like it?

I was just so excited about my first one - I couldn't help myself. ^w^'

Please review? ;w;