Get em' Tiger intro

My breath was ragged, my trecha felt like some one put sandpaper down it. I could feel the blood moving up and down with every breath i took. My lungs, bruised, couldn't take enough oxygen in. It started with the outermost limbs, like my fingers and toes. Slowly it spread up them. Numb. Cold. Heavy. I knew I was dying, there wasn't an option to live. But on my death bed I smiled. Not because death has finaly won me over, but because I had won over life. I knew my name will mean something for future generations to come. I will die for something that i believed in. Yet no one believed in me. I fought against stone, and no matter how bloody my knuckles got, i kept fighting. Opening my eyes for one last glimpse, something to remember when i float into Eve's arms.

I saw blood, lots of it, but that was to be expected. Staring up I saw the broken roof of the Cathedral. The sun had begun to shine in the east, the few weak rays began to glitter the dusty air. The stainglass around me threw rainbows upon the wall, it was spectacular. Smoke filled my nostrals, ahh the fire. How magnificant it was against the shilloute of the city. Turning my head to the left i saw the body. My smile broadened. He deserved this! Damn right he did.

His eyes were glazed over with death, his skin already turning an ashen grey. Blood oozed with the black sword stuck in his spine. The sword I stuck in there, yes i did. Fillling my lungs up i exhaled,"I loved you." A loud bang happened to my right. Tiliting my head to see, I saw them run in. They stopped at the sight of me, then screamed. Yet their voices began to become fuzzy, their images blurred. A light shinned behind them. Oh what a beautiful face I saw. Smiling i reached my hand out. Oh angel, how breathtaking you are. Take me away. Watch over my friends. Watch over them, for they will need it.

What a wonderful journey it has been. . .

****Fifteen years earlier.

Me and my Family lived on the outskirts of Aring. The Capital of the Country. It was huge, sky scrapers up to the clouds. It would take you at least two days to walk from one side to another. Technology had been wiped out by the goverment, and now they kept it for themselves. People worked harder then ever.

And because of that I sat my fathers bed side, as he hacked up blood. His cold hand covered mine,"No listen my child. Your brothers are to weak to hear this. You are the youngest, but i see a glint in your eye. A glint that your mother had before she passed away. I see you have great potential, i see you have strength. I know you will change the world one day love. Just never give up for what you believe in, because if you have nothing to believe in you will fall for anything. Don't ever, EVER! Give up. Go get em' tiger." He closed his eyes, and his breathing fell even, then slowly is slowed down and his body relaxed. Tears flooded my young five year old eyes. My brothers soon came in, when they heard me sobbing. My eldest brother shooed me out of the room.

"You don't need to see him like this." Roughly he pushed me out of the room. Tripping as he did so, i fell and scraped my knee. Yet i couldn't cry for my father or mother to kiss the pain away. Biting my lip, my brow furrowed I stood up. Going back into the room i stood by the door. All my brothers kneeled at his bedside, whispering prayers up to the heavens. "Let the Angel Eve take Father up, and keep him happy. Let Mother guide him to a happy place. Angel Eve please watch over us." For as long as I could remember, my family had always been religious, greatly. Yet i never felt the presence they felt. No angel eve existed. If there was, father would have been allowed to stay, able to stay and protect me! Who is going to kiss me good night, who is going to help me when i fall. No one. My brothers didn't care for me, i was only their half sister. Their mother dying by suicide years before my mother married father. They were praying that he go back to THEIR mother. Tears flooding down my cheeks, not tears of sorrow, but tears of anger.

Flinging my hand, i slapped my eldest brother. He looked up at me,"I told you to stay out! This is my house now, and you will obey me!" He struck me hard against my face, falling to the floor, i held my hand to my cheek. My lip quivering, but i said nothing."Thomas call the doctor. He needs to know that dad is...is...is dead." He than looked at me,"I hope you're happy! Dad is dead because of you. He worked so hard to send you to that fancy school in the city. Why couldn't you just be satisfied with life. Why couldn't you thank Angel Eve for what you have. But no! You had to be greedy, and because of that our father is dead. Sometimes i wish you were never born!"

Thomas, the middle child looked at Joshua. He couldn't say anything, Joshua would just beat him. His eyes looked upon me with pity, then quickly left the room. The rest of the day past by so fast. The body was dressed and burned, the only way the soul to be realeased from it's bondage to the Earth.  His things were quickly boxed up and set into the attic. I don't know how it got done so fast.

As night began to settle in, i layed in my bed. Tears had wetted my pillow as i morned my father. It was my fault! He worked too hard, waking up at dawn and didn't come home till past midnight. On the weekends he slept. I knew he loved me, but it was my fault. I just couldn't be happy with going to a small school. All my fauly my father died. And if i hadn't been born, my mother would be alive. I killed both my parents...