Prelude

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Descending on a plain darkened from war, the moon light bright enough to fully illuminate all of the wreckage that once was a picturesque valley. The cloudless night, dead silence, and myriads of bodies everywhere force the Countless to finish the fight themselves. Cowal, in his dark, creeping subtlety materializes from the shadows by a fallen comrade. Cowal, a well built, messy-haired, young man who looks like he hasn’t slept in days and appears older than he really is. Noticing there is no pulse from anyone around him, he stands to see a shower of white rose petals have fallen over the surrounding landscape. “Enough with the theatrics, I know it’s you Selene!” he yells into the night. Nearby, the rose petals falling begin gathering in the air to form a body, Selene, a stunning siren elegantly dressed in white with flowing hair, and white eyes almost as bright as the moon. With a devilish look on her face, she slowly walks toward Cowal. “Why did you even bother coming out here? There’s no way you can stop me. The only way you can stop me is if you get to it before me!” Cowal appears to be disheartened, “Of all of them, I thought you would at least understand the meaning behind all of this. It isn’t real, this hunt is meaningless! This will only lead to your demise! It won’t work! Once you get it…!” Before Cowal could finish his sentence, he spotted a dark figure walking towards them from the shadows. Both Cowal and Selene change their stance and prepare for the worst, hopefully it isn’t the worst. “You would fight a friend?” asked the dark figure. “I’d recognize that voice anywhere!” stated Selene. “Nathan you unmotivated wimp, come out of the darkness this instant! I was about to make you kill yourself!” Nathan, a scrawny fellow all dressed in black, desperately in need of a haircut, with a depressed expression on his face, and shivering like mad, walks toward Cowal and Selene with a slight grin on his face. “It’s good to see you two, although it’s physically impossible, it warms my heart to see the two of you together again!” says Nathan. “You fool, we are not together. Quite the opposite really, I was about to make Cowal wish he was able to fight back!” Selene appears proud of herself. “I should warn you Selene, Cowal is my friend, you do anything to hurt him, and I might just have to hug you!” Nathan says with a sarcastic smile on his face. “Neither you, nor anyone else can stop me!” yelled Selene. She quickly picked up both of her hands and faced them toward Cowal and Nathan. An icy gust of wind swept through Selene and Nathan escaped before she could do any damage. However, Cowal wasn’t so lucky. As Cowal tried to dematerialize away from Selene, he was caught under her torturing spell. Cowal was brought to the ground in a fit of terror, slowly being tormented into insanity. A second icy gust of wind blows, and Nathan reappears a couple yards away. Realizing what is happening to Cowal, Nathan ran toward Selene. As Nathan ran, three golden arrows fell from the sky, hitting Selene in the arm, stomach, and shoulder. Unfortunately, none of the arrows had any effect. Instead of blood seeping from Selene’s wounds, rose petals began falling where flesh had been. Selene released her grab on Cowal, pulled out the arrows, and her flesh began filling in her wounds. “Oh sweet, caring Kyler! I don’t want to have to take you out too! But if you stand in my way, I will be forced to… Suddenly, an arrow just misses Selene and falls right in front of her. “Kyler! You seem to be losing your touch!” Selene begins laughing. All of a sudden, Nathan notices that a second arrow has fallen behind Selene and appears to be glowing brighter than the other arrow. Recognizing its purpose, Nathan fades into the icy wind and appears near Cowal. Grabbing Cowal’s hand, they both disappear. A third arrow falls from the sky and just misses Selene, but is closer than the first arrow. Instinctively, Selene takes a step back and steps on the second arrow. The tiny arrow explodes creating an explosion large enough to take out a small town.

 

 

The Seer wakes up in his bed, breathing heavily, sweating profusely. He slowly looks over at the picture on his nightstand. He sees a joyous picture with his classmates. Nathan Tyler, the lonar, unapproachable kid off to the side of the photo with his arms folded together and looking as if he would give anything to be anywhere else. Kyler Norrington, the straight “A”, role model, “goody two shoes” of the class. And, Cowal Slayter, the new kid who made friends with almost everyone in a very short time, is sometimes quiet, but can sometimes be the life of the party, and who has the biggest crush on the shy girl of the class, Selene Powell. “Selene…” The Seer grabs the photograph and stares into it for hours. He cannot believe what he’s just seen. He doesn’t know what to think yet. All he knows is that he better think fast, all four of them are in his first period.

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