This is the prologue of my story. Comments and constructive criticisms are great! More to come soon!

<center>Prologue: Darkness and Rain<center>


It was dark. The darkness deeper that the void of a clouded night. So dense, that the full moon can't even begin to shine through. And it rained. A steady, heavy downpour, as if the skies wept in sorrow. Underneath the wet canopy of Fallen Forest, the domain of fallen souls and immortal beings , a girl lay, near the edge of unconsciousness. Sopping wet, dark hair spilled over her pale face. A tremor shook through her muscular frame, her breath ragged.

Mixed with Rain, blood pooled around her, pouring from her own body.

Both shoulders… bitten deep.
Left side… taloned and torn.
Right leg…mangled.

Her stomach retched in a wave of pain, but there was nothing to come up. Two short blades, stain with blood, silver on silver, lay close. The warrior tried to reach them, but her fingers only twitched. Had she not been so near the edge, she would have mentally beaten herself for showing this much weakness. Even if there was no one there to see her. How could she have fallen to such an opponent, she would have asked herself.

Ever so dimly, she was aware of someone standing over her. Two some ones. A man hooded in black, and a woman whose braid came past her knees. The twosome seemed to tower over her as a one huge dark shadow. The man knelt down, in the pool of her blood. As her mind slipped in to darkness, the girl heard a calm voice,


“What has done this to you, my apprentice?”

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I was Nymphadora Tonks