A/N: Well I'm back with something very different. This is something I have been working on for an age and I'm doing it to challenge myself. It's in the first person perspective which isn't my normal style (hence the challenge) and it's an AU. Please dont be surprised by some OOC (lets face it it's hard to avoid in an AU) but hopefully they still keep their quality of the character. I would really appreciate any feedback on this story as I'm so unsure with this style but saying that I'm also not going to give up on it either.

Well if you've read through all this thank you and please enjoy my second fanfic, I will let you get on with the first two installments of 'Darkness of my Past'

Darkness of My Past

Prologue

I warn you now. My story is not a happy one.

So much has happened in my life that I feel the need to make note of it. In memory for the people I have lost more then anything.

Before I begin my story I feel I should tell you something about me.

I lived a normal life on a quiet street with neat little houses, picturesque, you could even say perfect. I was happy. But that all changed when I was sixteen years old.

My Mother died.

She was the one person in my life that truly cared for me and who I truly cared for. It was a car accident. I was told that there was nothing anyone could have done. Accident; how easily that word is used. That night I lost a part of myself, I was no longer whole. I suppose for all these years I have tried to fill that missing piece. But I don't think that's truly possible.

My Father was all that I had left. If you can really call him Father, I certainly can't. My Mother was the one who raised me. She was both my mother and father. I gained a piece of myself back when I left, when I was free of him.

But I jump from one thing to the next, I should tell my story from the beginning and a little bit more coherently.

Oh, and for people who wish to know, my name is Raven.