Prologue: Some people say you have a purpose in life, others that you were made to die. But what if they were wrong? What if the reason you are here was something you would think impossible? Something in the middle of other beliefs... PART 1 Aiden pulled the collar of his long, black coat further up his neck, he then pushed his freezing hands deep down into his pockets. He continued walking, never forgetting that it was cold, it was dark and he was very, very alone. His pitch black hair was the only thing keeping his head moderatly warm and his piercing blue eyes began to droop as he slipped slowly depper into unconciousness. Aiden knew that home was very far away and that once he did get there he would yet again be in trouble.... Lots of trouble. He wandered past familier fields and now and again he would spot the odd sleeping farm animal. He stared up at full moon above him, pausing for a moment, then continued his long pointless journey. He passed the old run-down farm, a clear sign that home was closer than he had first anticipated, and he sighed in relief despite it meaning the trouble was coming sooner than intended. He wandered round a sharp corner that he was certain lead to his street and he quickened his already fast pace. He continued walking for a few minuetes, staring at his feet, then he looked up to see if he could spot his home in the distance. That was when he stopped... (Please comment More coming at request)

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(Aww no replies ) PART TWO There was house there; an old house with boarded up windows and weeds as high as his waist. It was sprinkled with cobwebs and dust, showing that it must have been there for a long, long time. Aiden thought back to all of his memories walking down this road, but he couldn't for the life of him recall seeing this particualar house in the seventeen years he had been alive. This made him suspect he had taken a wrong turn. He half turned to go back the way he came when a strong urge to explore made him stop ad slowly turn back to the house, tilting his head to the side curiously. He took one cautious step toward it and placed his hand on the ice cold iron gate. His waited for a second, fighting his instincts that were screaming at him to turn and run, before opening the rusted gate (Yet again, theres more to come. Please comment )

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Ooh, me likes it x']  Hope there's more soon x3 

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Hehe my first fan x] and I'm working on a bit right now lol, it'll be up soon :3

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Yay! Can't wait x'] 

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PART THREE Aiden knew that he should that he should turn round and continue home because whatever he decided, whatever the situation, something bad happened to himself and everything around him. That much he knew.... But he didn't care anymore. He pressed forward and ventured through the jungle of nettles and weeds. He finally climbed up the three, grey, stone stairs. He reached for the door handle and the second his fingers brushed the intricate circle he was overwhelmed with a strange and unexplainable fear and a sence of...death. Shaking his head, he pulled his hand away without trying to turn it. Instead he gave the door a cautious tap. It opened immediatly at his touch which he found strange. Aiden stood in the door way, just behind the threashold, unsure what to do next. "Don't be a coward" he mumbled under his breath as he stepped through the cobwebbed doorway. (more coming later today )

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Awwwsssooommmeeee

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I love it!

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"Sage_kittycat" wrote:

I love it!

Mmhmm *nods head in agreement* 

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Fank you :3 more will be up today or tomorow

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