this is rough copy but i haven't expanded yet so =P and yea...it has chapters

Chapter 1: The Forest "OW!" I screeched as I fell on my face.

"Smooth one, Doma" Vincent said sarcastically. I got to my feet and snarled at him. I looked up at the dark green canopy the tall tree's made over us as we hiked through the calm forest.

"It's really beautiful eh?" said Jean, "You"d never realize that the world can be this way. People have destroyed it." Jean and Vincent were my best friends. Jean was short, hyper, adorable, and easy to be friends with. She had a somewhat tomboyish look to her. She had shoulder length dark brown hair and blue eyes. They always sparkled when she smiled. Her full name was Jean-Lynn Fotaf. I call her Fota and Vincent calls her Jeanie

Vincent was a lot different in personality whys. He was tall, calm, hot, stubborn to no end, and could be very difficult to be friends with. He had a somewhat gothic/jock look to him. He also had shoulder length dark brown hair and blue eyes, though his eyes were more cold then warm like Jean's. His full name was Vincent Dan Valentine. Jean calls him Vincey and I call him Val.

Then there was me. I'm not very tall or short, I can be hyper or calm, stubborn or not, it all depended on the person , and I'm easy to be friends with. I had a more layed back casual look to me, no real clique standing out in my style. I had hair just shorter then shoulder length and green hazel eyes, which could be warm and friendly, or cold as ice. My full name was Sara Ann Domania-Shiana. Jean and Vincent both call me Doma.

"Yeah, it really is," I replied to Jean as I looked around me.

" So, Doma, you got your balance back?" Vincent laughed, " god, your worse then Jeanie!"

"HEY!" Jean and I both yelled back at him , then chased him deeper into the think forest. "Oh...My..." Jean and I muttered as we walked into the most beautiful opening. A small field had opened up before us. The aroma of flowers and cinnamon arose from the blue-green grass speckled with gorgeous violet-pink flowers. A Small crick flowed through the left side of the field.

"It's beautiful..." I muttered under my breathe, taken back by the true beauty of the meadow.

"So... anyone hungry?" said Vincent interruptedly. Both Jean and I looked at him like he was crazy, then laughed and went to sit in the pasture.

"Toss me a chicken," said Jean happily.

As we were sitting down to eat, huge, black clouds filled the sky. Lightning shot down around us. "WHAT'S HAPPENING!?" screeched Jean, the three of us were pushed back by the closing in lightning that seemed to be circling us. The winds, that seemed to have hit without any warning, swirled viciously. The lightning got closer and closer, swirling around us faster and faster.