Prologue

I thought wrong. One after another they came. First it was an aunt of the lady in the red coat, then a college boy who was coming home for the holidays, then the fiancée of another lady wearing white flats, a good friend, a child, sometimes an entire family, leaving behind us lot gathered here today, and this is only the beginning of our grief. I thought the crowd, the burning candles and wet flowers under the slow drizzle would comfort me, make me feel less alone in my lost, but I was wrong. Being among them, just made my sorrow much more real and inescapable.

A tragedy they call it. One hundred and seven perished in horrible plane crash was the headline. I still remember the chill that came over me when my parents names were called and their photos displayed across the news. Victims of the crash.

I didn't cry, there wasn't anything left for me now, all I want is to be washed away by the rain like the extinguished flames over the candles, to drift off as a small trail of smoke into the sky, towards something better than the bitterness left behind. Cries emanated from everywhere, I covered my ears and hid my head on my knees, there was no where to hide from them, I must've been out of my mind with grief when I decided to come here.

"Near?" a hand touched my shoulder, I jerked and fell into a puddle, horror the first thing that came to my mind, did one of them notice me? "Near! What's wrong!" a very concerned L looked down at me, helping me up hurriedly. "Are you alright?" he asked again, hair more askew than usual, probably due to the humid weather. I simply nodded and started walking to the car quietly. The drive home would've been an awkward one plagued with questions had it not been with L, who never asks unnecessary questions, if there were some people who understands three words from one, then L would be a rarity that understands a full essay from no words at all. That, and he's also the only one I've met that doesn't have Shadows.

The last thing I remember was exhaustion before I was dragged into a strange dream.

A song plays softly at a distant, I've never heard it before but it's familiar somehow. Pink cotton covered the amusement park. We go round and round in the Ferris wheel until we reach the top and the basket comes off, turning into a hot air balloon. It takes us to the clouds. Mom is smiling as she holds her hat from being blown away while dad is saying something to me, but I don't understand what he's trying to tell me. It doesn't matter though, they're here with me, I love you, I try to speak, they just smile and continue looking at the clouds.

"I lo-" my voice caught in my throat as I watch the clouds turn dark and merge together into some kind of wolf. It dashes our way and chews father on the shoulder. In a moment, the short happiness I had was torn as I witness my father being eaten alive. Blood splashes everywhere, mom is screaming, I didn't even have enough time to reach for her before she too disappeared into the monster's mouth. A pair of large crimson eyes stared at me as I fall to my knees in terror, then it came at me with it's mouthful of razors, engulfing me in darkness.

I started, eyes shooting open, only to see the beast still there above my head, it's claws holding me down on the bed. My mouth opened but nothing came out, I was screaming only in my head. It watched me with blue eyes instead, they were so alive and intelligent, yet taunting and mocking. Don't be afraid Nate, I heard a voice that wasn't my own entered my mind, I am Mihael, the demon of hell's fire, I've served your ancestors for centuries, and now my loyalty is with you. Suddenly the beast's body vanishes into flames, and underneath that appears a young man, dressed as black as the night but hair as fair as the morning sun.

It stared down at me with its blue gaze, something about them seem wrong, it was like he was looking at a good meal. "Finally," he breathed in my ear, voice deep and dangerous, "I've been starving…Why do you smell so delicious?" Before I could respond, a pair of lips lock on mine, but I couldn't fight back, it was utterly repulsive, not only because I was kissing a man, but because it felt like I was a dish being tasted. It felt as if something had opened inside me and he was sucking it out slowly, slowly…

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