Prologue (chapter 1)

“I wouldn't do that.”

“And why not?”

“If you don't believe me, why don't you try? You and I both know where you'll end up.”

“If you were against it, then why didn't you say something before?”

“I'm saying something now. Believe me, you don't want your little erythrocytes spewing all over your kitchen counter. At least do it for the sake of the poor souls who will be left with your gory mess. If you must do it, I suggest you go into a secluded forest, where more bacteria can feast on your corpse.”

“Leave me alone.”

“And go where? You and I both know I'm not going anywhere. Actually, if you haven't noticed already, I have vested interest in your actions.”

“If you cared, you wouldn't have kept silent.”

“Princess, I wasn't alive until a week ago. Until your little traumatic incident I didn't even exist. Every novel experience requires some processing and analyzing. Thats why I haven't said a single word.”

“And what do you suggest I do? There are no more options.”

“There are always options, baby girl. We could be a team.”

“Humour me.”

“For starters, I hate being double crossed. With me on your side, we can reduce them to harmless insects, grovelling at your feet, begging for mercy. For the short time I've been with you, I have never experienced that sweet feeling.”

The clock above the sink ticked for another minute.

“I'm an observant little bugger, and I tend to notice more than you, who's always engrossed in some kind of self-inflicted anguish. When it comes to street smarts, I'm unbeatable. Speaking of observant, I highly advise you to put on that bathrobe of yours. A special someone is at the door.”

Sen climbed out of the bathtub and donned her frayed robe. As she walked across her tiny one-bedroom apartment, she bent down to put back some renegade stuffing that had fallen out of her sofa. About to open the door, she hesitated. She had never been convinced in such a manner. Usually, when friends tried to impose their advice upon her, she would always look at them with contempt. Then she would immediately do the opposite, just to show that she was independent and perfectly capable of making her own decisions. There was probably no one at the door. The fact that she being manipulated made her cantankerous, and she almost walked away. However, curiosity overcame her anger, and she flung the door open.

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Author guidance for This story

The first two chapters are part of the Prologue. It is the intended hook of my story.

The remaining three chapters are intended to give an introduction to Sen, as the Prologue was a bit vague. My intention is for readers to be able to relate to Sen.

updated Feb 2 '11 by Danyl