ScarlettEclipse
06-14-2008, 09:05 PM
Ok this is a little sci-fi thing I randomly threw together for some reason. I got the idea during a Firefly marathon...lol...but I sorta liked it. This might be it but I don't know...so I thought, I'd get some opinions from other people. The start is a bit unpolished though so give it a chance.
Prologue: The Angel
The flames of home reflected in Areceli’s sky blue eyes as she stood far away on the beach. Everything was gone, what she once knew was demolished by not only flames but the men who invaded her home. She scanned the entire village, which was engulfed by ravenous flames. Only minutes ago, she was sitting at dinner with her family when suddenly soldiers came into their home. Her mother was the first to die then it was her father, but she was able to escape with her brother following. Her brother had told her to wait on the beach because he needed to rescue the love of his life, but there she was waiting and there was no sign of her brother.
Araceli stumbled backwards stumbling over small stones that protruded from the sand. She fell flat on her back and laid there for a few seconds wondering if it was worth it to move on. There was no way his brother was going to make it out of there, he was dead like her mother and father. She closed her eyes picturing her brother lying somewhere with his eyes wide open and blood surrounding his head as flames slowly crept toward his body.
Screaming, Araceli opened her eyes and leapt to her feet. Tears cascaded down her cheeks as she looked back at her home before she started to run toward the water. She stopped when the water rose to her kneecaps and here she pushed her head under water waiting for her lungs to shrivel. It only took seconds for them to start to burn, she longed to take a breath but that would defeat the purpose of her actions. Within a few more seconds, her vision started to blur and the out of the corners of her eyes she could see darkness speeding toward her. Then…everything went black and the next thing she knew she was laying in the light looking up at an angelic face. A young man with a halo hanging over his head was leaning over her, looking straight into her eyes. Araceli sat up examining the young man while he sat there in front of her. It was hard to make out who he was exactly because the light was so bright, but she was able to tell he also had wings.
“An angel,” Araceli whispered before falling backwards into the darkness.
Prologue: The Angel
The flames of home reflected in Areceli’s sky blue eyes as she stood far away on the beach. Everything was gone, what she once knew was demolished by not only flames but the men who invaded her home. She scanned the entire village, which was engulfed by ravenous flames. Only minutes ago, she was sitting at dinner with her family when suddenly soldiers came into their home. Her mother was the first to die then it was her father, but she was able to escape with her brother following. Her brother had told her to wait on the beach because he needed to rescue the love of his life, but there she was waiting and there was no sign of her brother.
Araceli stumbled backwards stumbling over small stones that protruded from the sand. She fell flat on her back and laid there for a few seconds wondering if it was worth it to move on. There was no way his brother was going to make it out of there, he was dead like her mother and father. She closed her eyes picturing her brother lying somewhere with his eyes wide open and blood surrounding his head as flames slowly crept toward his body.
Screaming, Araceli opened her eyes and leapt to her feet. Tears cascaded down her cheeks as she looked back at her home before she started to run toward the water. She stopped when the water rose to her kneecaps and here she pushed her head under water waiting for her lungs to shrivel. It only took seconds for them to start to burn, she longed to take a breath but that would defeat the purpose of her actions. Within a few more seconds, her vision started to blur and the out of the corners of her eyes she could see darkness speeding toward her. Then…everything went black and the next thing she knew she was laying in the light looking up at an angelic face. A young man with a halo hanging over his head was leaning over her, looking straight into her eyes. Araceli sat up examining the young man while he sat there in front of her. It was hard to make out who he was exactly because the light was so bright, but she was able to tell he also had wings.
“An angel,” Araceli whispered before falling backwards into the darkness.