Alone In The Dark

The darkness of the forest was all-encompassing. It was night, and even the moon was obscured by the blackness. The forest was pitch-black, no animals would dare move around in this haze of purgatory. There was, however, one sound in the night: the sounds of someone crying. The lean, emactiated frame of a girl dressed in harlequin-patterned (red and black diamonds) jeans and a top was huddled in a ball underneath a tree. This was Harlequin, and she was in tears because she had become Outcast. She could not return to her home, her family, she would be dead to them now. She hadn't even done anything, but still they had exiled her for her abilities...

She looked up, suddenly. She heard a noise, and footsteps drawing near. It was...