AN: I wrote this as a junior in high school and arbitrarily decided to post it now. Sorry about the dub names--at that time I was more familiar with them, though I actually saw very little of the dubs in the process of watching the series in its entirety. Nothing canon has been altered in the writing of this fic.

Prologue: Immediately There Fell

"And thou shalt be blind, not seeing the sun for a season." And immediately there fell… a mist and a darkness….

- Acts 13:11

Yami awoke with a jolt to a stabbing pain in her forehead. It was gone as quickly as it had come, but it left her gasping for breath. She suddenly realized how cold she felt and began shivering. The darkness surrounded her. She had no idea where she was, aware that the hard, damp pavement below her was nothing like the texture of her bed at home.

The cold slowly began to seep into the teenager's bones, and she sat up, curling into a ball to keep warm, trying to still her chattering teeth. Her hands rubbed up and down her arms, creating friction to drive away the cold. Suddenly, she stopped the motion as she realized that her arms were bare. Raising her hands to her shoulders, she found that they too were without covering. She realized then that she was totally naked. How was it, she wondered, that she had ended up out on a lonely street in the middle of the night with no clothing whatsoever? The answer eluded her. In fact, all answers seemed to elude her at the moment. She could not even remember what had happened that day, where she had been when she'd fallen asleep, or when the last time she had known where she was had been. All seemed to be a blur, and she could only recall basic things such as her name, her parents' names, and where she lived.

Yami's teeth chattered again as she shuddered violently, whether from fear or cold she did not know. Despite the cold, she could feel sweat moistening her skin. She ran a hand through her short, ragged, sandy-colored hair. It was nearly soaked. Her bangs clung to her forehead. The dampness of her skin made the biting cold even worse, and Yami found that she could not stop shivering, no matter how hard she tried.

Whimpering softly from fear and confusion and also loneliness, the girl found a wall and curled up against it, drawing her knees up to her chest and burying her face in her arms. Tears began to force themselves free of her eyes, and she prayed that she might somehow wake up and be warm and safe in her bed.