The Beginning

This is a pre-write; completed 1-13-2004 @ 1:41 in the morning placed on www.hunter13@easyjournal.com1

So it begins... My nightly ventures into the blackness. Into the realm where I no longer am myself and yet - I am. Into the world that once so desperately tried to push me out - into the same world where I now hold power. I am An’gel Hunter, Lady of the Nie. Though I did not always address myself as so… 2

I had a common name placed upon me at my Second-Birth, it's telling needs no attention. And like so many others of that time; my Foster-Makers tried desperately to tie me to the Earth, make me belong - fill me with their dreams. This is where they failed. 3

For as my Foster -Makers fussed and cooed over their "darling daughter"; my mind raced with visions. Visions that I did not understand then. Sights of a great battle being ragged and I was there. A petite lady standing in the middle of Great Houses, clutching a sword - only barely resembling the image that I hold today. Rivers of blood tears had laid their mark upon her fair cheeks; while long raven locks, so black - they radiated blue were been pulled back - exposing my fierce emerald eyes. 4

What holds true then to the present, are a great many things. I am still that petite lady with fair cheeks - yet my long locks have faded to a golden hue of the setting sun - infused yellows, browns and reds in each strand. And I have been told - that should a mortal cast an unfavorable comment my way, my fire-blue eyes due carry a death-look of emerald. 5

Ah - yes. I say mortal - for that I am not that of the kin of my Makers of my Second-Birth. Y-e-s, I am an immortal. Shocked!? Do not be. We all are all around you - if you know it not - then we have been successful in hiding. I have only five decades of practice, but have been blessed by some the most powerful of us...they having a Millennia or two under their grasp - I am able to remain unseen. 6

Shall I tell you of my First-Birth? Though I know not why I feel this compelling urge to expose myself at this time in space? I know not where the strength burns. But I think I shall; bring into my life. 7

But not on this ni. The air calls to me and I must obey its charms - I have but no choice.8