1 Prolugue

A girl was running in the woods, at midnight. The freezing wind making her shiver. Her legs wobbled, running for her life, gasping for air. She ran and ran and ran, the person of her nightmares following her. A man. His face was covered in black clothes, not allowing anyone to see him. He grabbed her on her shoulders, pinning her on a tree nearby, forcing her to look at him.

"My Princess. My sweet Aria. Why are you running from me?" he whispered. Even from the dark, his orange evil eyes shone like the moon.

"No! Go away, don't touch me!" The girl yelled, struggling to get out of his grip.

"Why? You're my toy, I'm allowed to play with you!" he wondered.

"I'm not and I will never be!" she screamed.

"Stop it you cunt! If you're going to hurt her, hurt me!" a girl with magnificent visuals, wavy orange hair shouted, who was known as Ariana, stepped in front of the girl. The man loved her the most, but she was willing to give her life to save the girl.

"Oh well, it seems like both of you need a lesson," the man sighed and got a knife out of his pocket. He hummed and stabbed Ariana at her head. She shrieked in pain and she lost balance and fell to the floor, blood escaping her head nonstop, lifeless. The girl looked in horror.

"Blood Sweat and Tears…" mumbled the careless man.

"You're a monster," the girl hissed.

The man wiped his knife on his shirt than held the knife right at the girl's neck, stabbing it right at the girl's chest, making her yell in pain. Blood poured out nonstop.

The man snickered, and wiped the knife, on Ariana's shirt leaving.

"Why?" the girl asked, crying, falling on the ground trying to hug Ariana and stopping the blood rushing out from her chest.