chapter 1: The fire

"Mum, dad!" a child voice echoed through the flickering flames. " please. Wake up, I'm sorry for what I did wrong, just please wake up." the small child was shaking her parents, trying to wake them up, as the poorly constructed house of wood burned around them.

*CRACK*

The ceiling started to fall apart. A support beam fell down and hit the child away from her parents, she hit the wall and as she gasped for air a portion of the ceiling broke of and fell were she was. The fire started spending, as the poor Child was screaming for help, the fire roared on.

Out side on one was coming. In fact no one was there. all the other houses where burnt to the ground. Charred corpses lie scattered around the village. Help was not coming. Her screams for help and of horror echoed through the barron land.

she was surrounded by flames, she had bits of wood that had pierced through her skin. she was bleeding. Chunks of the ceiling broke again and the child was buried, a wooden beam stabbed her heart. she layed the bleeding out, every time she caught due to the smoke the wood would move and splinter in side her. she was in agony. She gasped for air as her vision became blerier and blerier, and then there was nothing.

The village was nothing but ruins.

*three days later*

A passing man saw the ruins of the village and went to investigate and gather evidence. He proceeded to inspect the ruins. Once he got to the last house made his conclusion as to what happened and gathered the remaining evidence and decided to leave. However he decided to say a few words befor he left.

" onlooker above I beseech you to look after the souls that left -"

He noticed a movement under a pile of rubble. As he went to check it out he began to hear a quiet but soft voice. He froze 'what the Hell! someone's alive. or am I finally losing it.' He moved towards the pile of rubble preparing himself for anything. piece by piece he moved the burnt wood out of the way.

He was half way done when he noticed dried blood on the wood. " hello? is anyone

...alive" he was questioning himself at this point. no one could have survived this long... could they.

The next thing he knew there was tapping on the wood.

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(for those who don't know what it says look at bottom of the note)

'Oh My God, someone's alive'.He dug with all his strength until he found a hand, next the body. He was shocked 'how is she alive!'. "ok I'm going to move you this is going to hurt". 'she's not going to make it'

He pulled her off the wooden beam that went through her heart.

"aaaarrrrhhhh"the girl scream in agony then past out. She was free. The man check her pulse. Nothing. 'at least she didn't die alone.' He saw something. Something, impossible. the gaiping hole in her heart slowly stitched its self together. Once the heart was repaired it stopped. The girl gasped and stared breathing again.

"WHAT THE F**K!".

The man bandaged the wound and then he took the girl back along with the evidence.