Chapter 1:    Seperated....
Morgan's POV
               Pain... Is that what I am feeling right now? Probably..... I have been whipped on my body too many times to say I'm in huge pain... As that whip landed on my now fragile, bleeding body of mine, I felt both heartstricken and hateful. I'm contained in a cold grey room in a large and hidden facility in an area where there were too many trees and lots of space and room. The researchers try to be helpful but they are too frightened to know the difference. Some of those people are people that I knew in the past, Names: Nick, Darrel, and Fred. The others I don't know as well but they are kind to me and they have been since the first moment I stepped here...
             What about me, you ask? Well I am a 24 year-old woman, just begging to get out of this pain-filled prison. I have been in this facility for 12 years, for being tested on my being, and a more real reason, But I never wanna talk about it.... While in the facility, I have to go through these things, Starvation, Thirst, Cold, pain (more like being cut, brused and stabbed!), and worst of all.... rape. I have a look I'd never wanna change, however It changed drasticly and my entire perspective on life changed along with it.
              I used to have a cheerful, positive outlook on life, but after what happened, I doubt I will ever be truly happy again. Now everything is destroyed for me. 6 years ago, I went through a terrible experience, The Main man, the president of the entire facility, forced me into a very bright lighted room and he told solders to hold me down, while they wore sunglasses and I didn't. That cost me an important thing in life.... My sight. I became blind after spending 14 hours with that light in my sapphire eyes. After sight could no longer be used, I based everything I sensed on feel, touch and hearing. Unlike most people, I have a remarkable sense of touch nowadays. I could tell if food was poisoned just by feeling it. I can't speak well either, not because of not speaking english, which I knew perfectly, it was due to my excessive lack of water that they give me, I only get about a glass of water a week. I am lucky enough to be alive.
          The owner of this facility is one of my worst enemies. His Name is Delaware Aaron Perez, the son of my love's uncle, his cousin. I truly hate him. I will never forget what that bastard did to me and does to me. Even though I can't see him, I can tell He smiles and laughs at me mockingly while I suffer throught his constant non-caring, hurtful orders that he gives me and the girls, who are also like me, superhumans. The girls are Windi, Iee, Fira, and Liz, rangeing from 7 to 12 years of age.
          Delaware gave the signal for the whipper to stop whipping me as I started bleeding a little too much. I gave him a cold stare, even though he kept me from getting too hurt. He yelled to his fellow workers," Alright, People! Tommorow we've got a special guest coming over and I want everybody to be ready! And don't ask me who's coming, I don't even know! But still, Be Ready!" Then everybody left the room, leaving me and Delaware. He told me coldly," You should get ready too, missy. Don't want our guest to be discourged, do we? I think you already have a great chance of that!" I spit at his face, I knew cause I heard a sound of disgust, and I gave a small, devious smile. But he just simply laughed, " You're lucky i'm not rapeing you today. But tommorow will be a whole 'nother story!" and he left. I sat in darkness as I thought he will probably keep his word, Little did I know that Tommorow... I'd be right.... -----------------------------------------------------------------
It was noon in the California city. Meanwhile, Gracelynn Ann Evans and her best friend, Renee Adams were being interviewed for her fashion store getting 5 stars. She talked to the reporters and they were asking what was next for the famous store.
"Miss Grace-Miss Grace, What do you plan to do for this store in the future?"
"Heh, Just do the same thing we always do! Support the customers wishes! It's not the money that we strive for, it's the smile on the peoples faces.", Grace said in a proud smile.
"Now Miss, Many people believe that You and Mr. Mira are courting, but it is-
"Just a rumor.... I wish He was mine...."

The Crowd laughed together and wrote on their writing pads, as a figure came into the building. Grace stopped talking as the figure walked and she stood up to take a better look over the sea of reporters.

Gracelynn Ann Evans is a 24 year old woman who adores fashion. She is a small woman (5',4") who has Dark red, medium hair, peach skin, light brown eyes, and wore mostly toned colors. Her Friend, Renee Adams, had the same height and she had dark blue, medium Hair, peach skin, violet eyes and she wore a lot of red!

Grace took a look at the figure, A man.... Then after a few seconds, she immediatly knew who he was. " Dominic! Glad you could make it!" Grace exclaimed across the room. The crowd immediatly looked at the side where Dominic was. " Make it? Did you think I wasn't gonna come?" He said with a chuckle. The crowd then scrambled over where the Famous man set foot.
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                                                    Dominic's POV

Before I was famous, I never knew that a crowd would be so excited to see me, but I'm used to it now. I am known for basiclly 3 things...
1. I am the owner of Strata, Grace's store.
2. I am one of the richest men in this city.
and 3...... Women believe I am one of the Hottest men to set foot on this earth!               

I am not the kind of person who would brag about myself, people do that for me. Really, This isn't the person I wanted to be. I never wanted to be rich and famous in the first place. I really only like the freinds I have made during the past few years, well, It's better than no friends...

Grace is an okay friend, but I don't trust her, not like my other friends at least... She will never understand what it is like to be me. I don't like talking to most people about my life cause the truth is, after what I've been through, I can never trust anyone at most times. There is only one person I will always trust, Morgan.... My one and only love... Truth is is that I lie... A lot... too much in fact. I have too many secrets to share, and I don't want to share them to anyone. Most of these secrets have to do with my past life, I never told Grace about Morgan 'cause I knew she would get upset. I know that Grace loves me, But I don't love her.... No one will take over my heart again....

After answering the questions that the public had, I left the building, saying goodbye to Grace and Renee as I was doing so. I don't know why but I always walk, no matter what. I know how to drive, I just prefer walking. I love looking at the sites and breathing that fresh air, and looking at the sky when all it has is greys and blues. Perfect weather, in my opinion...

I walked to my home, a japanese style mansion. I went to my room and just laid there on my bed. Everyday, I lay there, retapeing the memories of my past as if they were a favorite movie, played over and over, never rotting or going away from my life. I sat there, remembering snipets of my life: The sad, overwhelming, even the happy ones. I know I am not happy now. I wish I can go back to living in the past, back with Morgan, but that is probably not gonna happen. I had the best thing in life, but stupidly lost it and didn't bother getting it back.

The last time I saw Morgan, I became deathly wounded. After all the wounds I had, I had to be hopitalized in the hospital for 4 years. It was bad... I have a very abnormal body, I'm a little more muscular than others, but my main differences are inside. My Heart and Lungs are 50% bigger than a normal human male, and my blood count is waaaaay above the regular blood count. While a reagular human carries about 6 quarts of blood, since I am not all the way human (one of my secrets), My body carries over 260 gallons of blood. Repeat: GALLONS!

I have another obsession.... Cutting my skin deeply with a blade, until My muscles are cut too deep. I'm not Emo, though I might seem like one. I can heal myself anyway. I do this to keep me from going insane as I also do things for this reason. I also have to drink (unpleasantly) my own body fluids. Yes, A mixture of my blood, tears, saliva and, I regret saying this,... My own semen! It is sickening but I have to do it...

I became tired and decided to sleep for a while. A memory recaped into my mind as I lay in my bed, now wearing nothing but my briefs...I started to relive my memory of when I first met Morgan Mayla Mcbride....

It was an ordinary day and It ended up My aunt, My older brother and I had a birthday party to go to. My Aunt and Mrs. Mcbride were close friends, my mother is very good friends with her as well. I was 6 years of age at the time. At first I thought, Oh it's just another place to go to. "Oh Dominic, Cheer up, There's gonna be other kids there." My aunt ushered. I still kinda shrugged. Then She said something that lifted my spirts up, "Will and the boys are gonna be there." Will and I have been buds forever! As well as the other guys. I was excited after I heard that. "We're here!" My aunt yelped. Me and my brother ran to the other side of the car, and saw the huge, urban style, italian looking house.

As my "family" entered the house, Everything in the house had laughter, gossip and merry, happy families. As I walked around this place, since it was a little crowded, I didn't see Will and the guys immediately. The moment I did, I rushed over to where they met up at. "Whatsup, D!!", the guys said with open arms. I shrugged, I really didn't talk much but they don't mind. "I'll be right back guys, I wanna say hi to Mrs. Mcbride." I told 'em after I heard my name called over from the lady of the house.

May Mcbride was an average heighted woman who was warm-hearted and you could tell she loved kids. She was honey- brunette haired, had warm, hazel eyes, and slightly peach skin. Very pretty woman, doesn't wear that much make up either. "Oh my God, Elizabeth, Dominic's grown, Hasn't he?" May told my aunt. She replied, " Yeah I can't believe it either. 6 years old! Yet he acts as though he were 10!" The women giggled. "So, Where's the birthday girl?" My aunt asked. I thought in my mind that the kid was a boy cause there was so much blue and white! "Oh," Miss Mcbride told her," You know her she likes looking her best!" and then I left the women to let them talk to themselves, still wondering about the daughter of Mrs. Mcbride...

Mr. Mcbride found me though. "Eh, there's the rascal, I've been looking all over for ya." He said as he scratched and rubbed my head vigorously. I laughed in a deep kind of tone! Mr. Micheal Mcbride was kind-of a second father to me. He had a good build and was tall, about 6ft. 3in. He had Black-brunette hair, Royal blue eyes and tan skin. He definately looked French and Italian, while his wife was caucasian and a little asian. Different but good for each other. Then Me, Micheal, and the guys talked with each other for a few minutes and then something unexpected happened.

" Here comes the birthday girl!" My aunt belted out. I look up and My eyes widened and my jaw dropped. This now 4 year-old girl that I saw is Drop- Dead Gorgeous!!! She had long, silky, milk- chocolate brown hair that moves even when the wind blows ever so slightly, perfect sized lips, and this beautiful, light, peach cream skin that just glowed. She was wearing a plain white dress, a sliver locket and white flats. I was captivated by everything about her, but the feature that I loved most, was her big, shiny, deep- blue, saphire eyes. They were like the newest and best pieces of glass you would ever see. I mouthed, 'Wow...' She was Beautiful.... " I see, you're checking out on my daughter aren't you?" Mike said. I didn't reply, I put my drink down, stood up and started to walk to the girl. I couldn't take my eyes off her....

I walked over to where she was, where her mother and my aunt were talking their usual gossip. "Oh hello, Dominic." Miss Mcbride said," I didn't see you there!" The Girl look to see whom her mom was talking to and then she look at me and we shared glances for a few seconds. When she saw me, she gasped quietly and hid behind her mother, not taking her eyes off me. She was shy and nervous. I gave her a small smile and held out a flower I had picked earlier, a white rose. May said to the girl, "Look Morgan, He wants to give you your favorite flower. She looked at her and then looking back at me and starts moving towards me as caucious as she could, as if she were a bird slowly moving to try to avoid any danger that might be ahead. We looked straight at each other and I smiled once again and offered her the rose with , my hand. She looked at me, took the flower and gently smelled it. She looked back then gave me a big smile and giggled. I gave a small smile back and said, "My name's Dominic Yotoshimo Mira, Yours?" The girl smiled and said in a caring, kind, small voice, "....Morgan.. Morgan Mayla Mcbride.." My smile became wider and I placed the flower on the side of her beatiful hair. She gave me a smile and everything glowed.....

"Dominic....Dominic..... DOMINIC!!" I heard someone say... I mumbled as I became awake from that pleasant dream. I slowly awoke to Grace's face, which said, "Come on, lazy bones! Get outta your bed and finish the day!" I growled as if I were a grumpy old man. But I got myself ready and went back to the work that I was gonna finish.

As I did so, I looked around the office and the inside of the house. I saw my maid and Butler, Eunice and Godfrey, cleaning the place up and organizing, while Grace and Renee talked to each other about future things to do to the store.
Godfrey, the butler, is a kind hearted old man who I've known since I was 18. He is a 64 year-old man who had thining, grey hair, thin, silver eyes, pale skin, and always wore a suit and always had glasses on. He also had a bit of a british tone as well.
Eunice, my maid, however, was a little too serious in her job. She was strict, but it doesn't mean she's not a woman though! She can sometimes get off track of being serious and becoming the woman with a crush. I know she has a crush on me, but not as bad as Grace. She's a 25 year-old woman who had dark purpleish- blackish, long hair, had black eyes and often wore a maid's outfit and sometimes wears a weird pair of glasses.

I finished my work and wanted to relax now,..... and stop staying disguised....
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                                                      Grace's POV
"I'm gonna go outside for a little bit, Grace. See you in a minute." Dominic said with a smile, yet it seemed fake. I still replied back, " 'K, See ya." But I always worry about Dominic. It seems to me there is more in the man I see, But I want to know about the man I know. There is more, I know there is!

Then something caught my eye. I saw a drawer that said 'Personal'. I wanted to show everyone else too, "Hey, Renee, Godfrey, Eunice, Check it out!" Godfrey saw what I found and he immediatly fliched. "Grace, you shouldn't mess with that," He tried to say," I don't think we should be messing with this. It Is Mister Dominic's." I didn't listen though. I didn't know that Dominic kept so many secrets from me though...

We looked through the entire drawer and found many things: Shells, lots of pictures from when he was a child and for some wierd reason, Music Sheets. Then there was one thing that caught my eye that was at the very bottom, a photo album. "Check this out guys!" I said. Renee, Eunice, Godfrey and I looked closer at the chesnut cover and in small print, the title said this:

Dominic Yotoshimo Mira & Morgan Mayla Mcbride: At Ages 4&6 and Ages 12&14

"Who is Morgan?" I said with a worried tone. Of Course, I'm Worried. Does Dominic like Someone else!? If so, I have NO chance getting with Dominic. "Grace, If I may," Godfrey tells us," I have heard Dominic Mention her name whenever he's in his suite. Seems she's important to him in a way." "I wanna see this girl." Renee said with a confident yet laid back tone. I looked through the album to see Young versions of Dominic and this Beautiful girl..... and as I looked through it, He looked so...... Happy. Everyone must have been thinking the same thing I was thinking cause we all said at the same time, " Oh My... Gosh!" That girl and he looked so good together and they were both happy. Then there was a piece of silver behind a piece of paper and as I lifted it, it revealed  a silver locket and chain. It had a beautiful design. It must have been some gift that Dominic gave to the girl... maybe. Then I saw a black, leather journal and We were all interested to see what was in it. I opened it and started to read the first entry, which had unbelieveablely neat handwriting, as Everyone started to anticipate what it was gonna say....

Entry 1

It has been 2 years since I left my uncle's house, and I'm still on the run... I can't go back
to the way I lived before. I chose this path of hiding and I am going to follow it...

I have lived with the Palloa family for about a week now and I have to move on. These Folks
have been bothered long enough with my stay even though they don't think so.
Nice Folks, these people are. Took me in when no one else would. Their son, Donny, and I
are good friends, so I consider it a bonus. But I have been elsewhere for a while.

For about a year and 3/4, I was captured while I ORIGINALLY was gonna stay at Dawn Palloa's household,
and I was taken to a facility. I became a test subject, with nothing but a water-filled tank for a room,
Fluids for my meals and......... well, They never gave me clothes..... Gay ass fags...
I escaped of course but it was a slim escape. I was nearly shot in the head on my way out
of that prison. Since I had a desperate need of food and a drastically low intake of it for over a year,
I had practically no energy. Thank God, Donny found me. I found myself, lying in the bottom
bunk in our bunkbed that we shared and it turned out I had passed out in the forest that was nearby.
I was so weak I didn't even have the strength to move my head. I had to be feed as if I was a small
child once again.

Embaressing but part of life. Not any normal one really. I really want tommorow to come today.
Don Promised my to take me to  where She lived. I haven't seen her since the accident.
I decided to live there for a while. I really want to see her. I want to see Morgan.......
THE ONE I LOVE.

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"No way!" We all said at once. I knew it. He did love someone! but what about the other things? A path of Hiding? on the Run? Facility?
Godfey told us in his fancy manner," Well Madams, I think I'll retire for the night. It getting late and all such..." Everyone else agreed so we all left. I wanted to see Dominic but I didn't see him anywhere. Maybe He heard us? Nah!

I went home, carrying Dominic's Journal in my hand and kept thinking," Does Dominic have anything else in store? Who is Morgan Mayla Mcbride?" But I think everyone agrees that This Question is the one we all want answered. Who truly is Dominic Yotoshimo Mira?