User:SnowedLightning/Stories/Forbidden Eclipse

This is my NaNoWriMo story. I've been working on this story for over two years. It's my pride and joy.

The Prologue
Introductions and Other Random Things

You ask me of my real name, but, why do you ask me? Is it really that important? I seriously don’t think so. I can tell you the name that everyone calls me, but, does that mean that it is my real name? No one has called me my real name in so long, it’s been forgotten. Even I cannot remember what they used to call me. I can only remember something like Anna…Anna-something or other. Now, though, they call me Skye Katsura. To be honest, I like my name now. It seems to suit me better then the name they gave me when I was born. I’m quite an odd teenager, trust me, even my own friends (though I have little) say it.

I’ve been a drifter since before I was 12. I’m 18 now, and, I have no family. Aside from my best friends, Jay – who I’ve known since I was 7 – and Kaori – who I’ve known since I was 13. I met Jay when I still went to daycare. (Ugg, trust me…it’s a horror to even think about it. I hated going there…) But, yeah, anyways, back to how I met Jay. I can remember it like it was yesterday. I’ll go into that later, now I should introduce you to Kaori. She’s a really close friend of mine, who I met back in middle school. She was the new girl, and no one liked her. I was the first one that came up to her and asked about her life. (Which is quite interesting, and she’s not as she seems).

Now, do you want to know more about me? All I can say is that I’m not one who gets along with others, and I’ve been told that I’m silent as a mouse. There are some days, where I can be the silent voice of reason between people. I hate fighting, but, I will stand up for what I think is right. Which there are a few times, that it isn’t actually the best of ideas. Trust me, I’m NOT the best of people to hang out with. I can be a bad influence on the people I love, or just people in general. Yeah, I should say people in general. I don’t love anyone. I do have one thing I want, and hopefully, I’ll get the someone..err..something that I want. Did I say someone? I meant something.

My family…they were killed when I was 12. Someone tried to intrude in my house, and I wasn’t home at the time. My mother – whose name was Kari – and father – whose name was Matthew - were killed, trying to protect the house. From what I was told, they knew the person that did it, and they would rather not tell me who it was, as the person is getting out of jail soon. They didn’t want me doing anything I’ll regret later. Knowing me though, I’ll still do it anyways. My parents should be avenged somehow.

But, you know something, the funny thing is, I don’t look or even sound like my mother or my father. I always thought that was kind of strange, and so did a few other people I know… But, as far as I can remember, they’ve always been my mom and dad. Always there, looking out for me, and helping me when I needed it. I would have never thought that they were not my real parents, and… I never thought of asking them. But, yeah, I’m going to try and explain my life to you, starting from as far back as I can remember – which is quite far back from what I can recall, and I can remember when Jay and I first met.

Trust me, this was quite a while back, and, I was only 5. I know it may seem a little cheesy, but, heh, what do you expect? I need to start somewhere, don’t I? My story isn’t one for the weak at heart. It has some shocking moments in it, and some are more “graphic” than others. During this little recapture, I’ll be sharing the narrative with my best friend, Jay, who you will meet a little bit later on in the story.