Immaculate Dreams

By infinite nemo

Prologue: And So It Begins…

The darkness.

She couldn't get away from the darkness.

And that mocking laughter.

Horrified, she watched her friends be cut down before her. Her family. Blood splattering the walls, soaking into the ground, dripping from her shell shocked form.

She clutched convulsively at her throat, unable to move, eyes frozen open, watching the terror occurring right before her eyes.

Pain, so much pain.

The knife flashing, the bloody rope dangling from the beam of the ceiling, mangled bodies.

And still, through it all, that cold, cold laugh.

Maniacal, almost... sweet, that tone.

She clutched her stomach, 'My baby...' she thought protectively. 'My baby.'

She tried to scream, but couldn't. Something was preventing her from doing so.

The laughter wouldn't stop.

It wouldn't stop. The blood was everywhere, shreds of flesh, hair matted with it, and still. Laughter.

She choked on her tears, blinded, grateful of the saline blurring her vision. Preventing her from seeing the carnage for even a few seconds.

As the metal flash of a knife appeared before her, cutting down another one of her beloved circle, she realized...

that the laughter...

was coming

from

her.

AN: I know. I am a badbad verybad girl. If you want to know about me and my drama, click my live journal- link in my profile.

This is going to be a dark story, which, well… you know, will be updated like all my other stories. *angelface*

I have finally edited chapters 10 + 11 of 'He loves her, He loves her not'

Incidentally, have you seen that story "You Love Me, You Love Me Not?" I don't know what to think, and/or if I should be upset or not…

Anyway

Please let me know.

Do you remember me?