Identification Please

== Prologue ==
"You have to erase her memory, Serene." 
"Do I have a choice?"
"I'm afraid not. If you want to live, do it. She won't feel a thing."
"James-"
"DO IT, NOW! Send her to Zaquin on an escape pod immediatley after. No questions asked. Do it now, before I force you to, and your life is no longer something to bargin for."
"Y-yes...sir."
Memories. Something to lock away, keep a secret. Life. Death. Things to destroy, things to cherish. Light. Darkness. Shadows. Things to embrace. 
Love. Something to break. Something to grow. 
"It is done, James."
"Send her away immediatley. We will talk about your life later."
"But I thought- WAIT!"
Screams. Pain. Capture. Darkness. Blue lights, the great void, the great nothingness, stars... home.
Blue eyes. Open.
Embrace... be loved... don't... resist...
== Chapter One ==
She thought her life was perfect, no parents and running free and alone. Town from town, until she found home in a cave near the edge of the Town of Orion in the Shadow Kingdom. 
Shade was her name. No place she had to be, still two steps back from where she wanted to be. From an unknown vengeance.
Shade flapped her stubborn black wings hard with all of her might but still she couldn't lift off. "What the heck...?" She grumbled to herself, and her top lip trembled in the beginning of an angered snarl. 
Mrs. Rocktall walked over to her and peered down at the 13-year-old with her squinted judgemental gaze. "Try harder." She barked in clear disappointment, and moved on to observe the other students who were hovering a few feet in the air with ease. 
"Good work students. I am satisfied with your progress, you may go to your next class now." Mrs. Rocktall rose in the air and flew over to her bell. She tapped it three times and the other stuck up children except for Shade flew off, snickering and whispering to each other.
Rude brats. Shade grumbled to herself and kicked the ground as her begginers flight teacher landed beside her. The horns on the woman's head glowed orange in annoyance as she studied Shade's hunched form and folded wings. "You will not be able to go out to the Live if you don't have the ability to fly." Rocktall said simply.
"I think I know that." Shade glared up at her teacher. "If not, you will have to become a spy for the Shadow Kingdom, and Talion will train you instead." Mrs. Rocktall walked over to the door and opened it. Shade snapped her head around to face Rocktall with her piercing odd blue eyes. "I will not be a spy!" She exclaimed.
Rocktall lowered her head slightly, still keeping her cold gaze fixed on the girl. "You won't have a choice. You've learned from the beginning that non-flyers will be spies. It is what we've done for centuries." Shade shook her head, horns blazing red in fury. "You don't have a choice." Rocktall repeated, glowering at the stuborn girl.
Shade clenched her jaw and sprinted out of the room, down the hall, and took the Flight up to her dormitory. She raced into her room and plopped down onto her bed, sobbing. "I wish I wasn't on this darn planet anymore!" She exclaimed, and threw her locket against the wall.
A moment later, the door opened and someone walked in. "GET OUT!" Shade roared, and lunged towards the door with amazing speed. She pinned the person against the wall and held up her fist. "Hey! Woah, woah! Please, don't hurt me!" It was a boy, and his eyes were wide in fear. His horns glowed white.
Shade stepped back, growling, and cocked her head at the boy. He was... cute, and Shade immediatley regonized him as her crush, Strike. "Uh, sorry." Shade lowered her head, the red dimming slightly. "What are you doing in my dorm?!" She growled.
Strike grinned charmingly and stepped aggressively towards Shade. "I should be the one asking you." He said. Shade looked around in confusion and her horns turned pink from embarrassment as when she realized that this wasn't her dorm. She had been so worried about getting away from Mrs. Rocktall and the world, that she hadn't looked exactly where she was going.
"Um..." Shade widened her eyes. "Uh..." Shade's horns somehow seemed to glow even more pink than before as she sprinted out of Strike's room and ran to the right dorm this time. Shade sat right inside her room panting and sweating a little. That was an awful way to "run in" to your crush, Shade! She thought angrily, Great going.
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