It's started with curiousity about some signs and a club.

Then i met those people who kill a hot dark-haired boy infront my eyes.

I received a phone call from my mother and she's dissapear.

I come to a new world that have been my world since i born.

Everythings happened so quickly, that i don't know anymore.

What tales is true, and what remains myth.

- Diana Fray

City of Bones

          Dio stood infront a club with a long line of strange peoples that were waiting to get in. The idea to having fun at pandemonium is fading from her mind as fast as the idea came at first. She glanced Kai, who having good focus to the girls’ racy costume.

         She looked up to read the club’s pamphlet, furrowed her brow when she saw a sign she never see before but familiar. Impatiently, she tugging Kai’s jacket, drawing attention from the latter.

        “What?” asked the boy, Dio pointing the pamphlet and Kai follow her finger, the furrow grew deeper, “Save your joke, Fray” hissed Kai to Dio, who look conflicted, “Don’t you see the sign?”

        “What sign, Di?” He glanced up once again, saw nothing on the pamphlet instead a graffiti of Pandemonium. “That sign, you know? the one that look likes taurus’ zodiac” Dio explained her vision to her bestfriend, earned nothing in return when she saw his face.

        “Don’t play around, I don’t want people thinking you’re going nuts” said Kai worriedly.

        Dio got annoyed by him and stumped her feet, “Argh, Whatever. I want to go home, Lewis”

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       Dio’s eyes combing the crowd, amazingly spotted the dark-haired boy who has saved them. She waltzed carefully around the dancers, try to get the boy but stopped when watching him tensed and follow his gaze’s direction.       

        Oh well, Dio saw a pretty girl with black hair and nice body-line. The girl wearing a white party gown, but her style is a bit… odd.       

        Stunned, she looked at the Pretty Girl’s feature once again, her skin is pale, beautifully-pale with some ink’s trails on her skin, tattoos. Great, She thought, great body goes with pretty face and funky.

       There are two shadows on his heels. Dio barely noticed this, but then again, she recognize the shadows as two boys with blond’s lock and black hair. She also noticed the shimmering shine on their hands, like silver or something, something sharp and firm, like a knife.

       She looked back at the dark-haired boy and the boy now already standing still infront the pretty girl, his hands fly to her face, caress her cheek and down to her neck. The scene got more intimate but Dio focused to the shadows behind him. She backed off when they arrived behind him and raise the knife, she gasped and scream when the knife rip his throat.

        The scream is loud, enough to turned the killers’ attention to her.