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Where am I?...Locked in a swimming, endless darkness I see. What have I become? Can I not open my eyes?

She lays on a hospital bed, her dark brown hair long and unkempt. She had been there for thirty years, yet she looked no older than seventeen and today she would wake. Until that moment where her eyes open I think we need to see how she got here in this place of utter pain and darkness.

A young man ties his boots and straightens his coat as he prepares to go out and see a young woman he has been courting for many weeks. He whisper's her name lightly.

"Victoria..."

Yet something is off about this man. His long dark brown hair brushed back into a pony tail his violet eyes flick to the door as a young man with stark white hair rushes into the room.

"Alex" He is out of breath and grinning like a fool. "Alex the war is over. You don't have to pretend any more sister we can move on now!"

Alex is really a girl but she had been pretending to be a man for so long that she didn't know how to be a girl. She didn't want to leave, she had fallen in love and she found a girl who knew what she was and didn't care. Walking swiftly past the man she spoke roughly in German.

"No Nyx I don't want to leave. I want to stay with-"

He cut her off angrily "Oh you want to stay with her? She will die but me, I've been with you for so many years...Hundreds of years Alex!"

"I am a living being God Dammit! Respect how I want to live!" She slapped him hard across the face her eyes livid and red.

She gasped a little for air as he touched his cheek. She pulled a small case out of her pocket and popped a few blue and red pills in her mouth, her eyes faded to violet again. He glared at her.

"All I've done is love you..." He whispered harshly before walking quickly out the door.

She watched him go and sat on the floor coughing softly. She was suddenly very tired. Little by little she drifted into sleep. She awoke to find a few hours had passed. Swearing she ran out the door and down the street to Victoria's home. She walked up to the front door to find it open wide. Her eyes opened wide as she walked into the home and looked about finding nothing out of place. She walked upstairs and saw one closed door, the bedroom door. She reached out and yanked the door open to see the shadowy figure of her girlfriend laying on the bed. She walked quickly to her and put her hand to her neck. She had no pulse but her body was still warm, her skin soft to the touch. Alex stroked the girls cheek lovingly as black dripped from her eyes, she was crying. She flicked on the bedroom lights and saw a few speckles of red on the white sheets, blood. The covers flew back, seemingly on their own, to show Victoria had no heart. Alex narrowed her eyes and touched the bloody corpse of her love. She shook lightly out of anger and screamed a little as a few things flew around the room. She grabbed her jacket and walked from the home back to her own to see a package sitting on her doorstep with a little bow on it. She crouched down and saw a small note on it.

"I already gave you mine, I thought you might want hers. I love you."

She opened the box to see nothing other than a heart in the box. She stood and looked still at the heart when she heard shuffling behind her. She turned to see Nyx standing there, red staining his stark white hair. He grinned at her, she glared at him and screamed.

"What have you done? You ******** idiot, what have you done?" She cried hard.

He yelped as he was thrown against the house by an invisible force. He ducked and rolled away from the house.

"I did what was best for you because I'm leaving you."

"Leaving me? Leaving me!"

She was in a rage and her eyes flashed red again her hair breaking free from the hair tie and laying around her shoulders.

She spoke hysterically. "Fine! Leave, I don't care what you ******** do! I hate you!"

He was again thrown against a wall and he growled softly his once blue eyes red like hers. He tackled her and pulled a dagger from his belt and ran it quickly across her throat, black blood spraying both of them. She coughed and felt her self fading into darkness.

"Wh-what did you do?" She twitched softly.

"Its a poison. I'm going to call a doctor now. I wont be here when you wake up Alex."

He crouched next to her and kissed her forehead as she faded into the blackness, her eyes blank as blood pooled around her. He stood and ran then jumped flying away.

She twitches on the hospital bed, her heart beating faster. She opens her eyes a little blinded by a harsh white light. A young boy with white-blonde hair grabs her hand and holds it tight as she shifts and groans. Her eyes open wider and she barely makes out the form of the blonde boy.

"N-Nyx?"

A nurse and doctor rush in and keep her from sitting up. They talk and dim the lights so she may see. She groaned as the boy came clearer into her view.

"No...I'm Balder Miss." The boy spoke quietly and smiled brightly at the woman.

Her visioned returned and she looked at the boy, he looked so similar to her Nyx. She was hit by the memory of what had happened. She lost him, she started to cry softly. She instinctively reached for her hip realizing she was in a hospital gown, her hair was so much longer. She looked around.

"My pills...I need my pills." She looked for the canister that Balder pulled out of his jacket pocket and handed to her.

"You're almost out." he spoke quietly.

She looked at him and looked in the tin seeing he was right. "I...I need to figure out how to make it..."

The boys eyes lit up and he grinned at her. "I can help with that Miss!"

She nodded at the strange boy and popped a few of the pills in her mouth. Her hair turned white and her eyes violet, she felt ill something was wrong. She had a seizure and started puking blood. After the sickness had passed she turned to the boy.

"How long has it been."

"Thirty years or more Miss."

Her eyes opened wide and she shook her head softly. "So long..."

She stood from the bed getting dressed and pushing worried nurses off of her. She looked in a mirror and saw a thin scar across her neck, the poison. She realized that's why the pills changed her appearance so. She grabbed the young boys hand and they left the hospital, the sun burning her skin. She called a cab and they left the dreary place.