Prologue: Before the Beginning

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"Azazel, whatever you do, make sure the Ravenswood's never make it out of that forest alive." He smirked. "Better yet, make sure they never leave that forest." 

"But Boss, that families powers are too strong for us. We've tried everything. They will get away." The little man said nervously, sidestepping away from the desk as he spoke.

The man at the desk stood, making Azazel tremble. " You dare QUESTION me? Do you think they are to POWERFUL for me? There is a REASON I am the master. DO AS I SAY!!" He banged the desk with his fists, cracking it down the centre. 

Azazel shook. " N-No M-mast-ter..." he stammered. "You are the most powerful warlock in all of Zestrilion. No witch or wizard will ever surpass your knowledge and strength. I will go. Boss, what exactly do i need to do to defeat the Ravenswood's?" 

He chuckled. "leave that to me, Azazel. Just get your eyes on that poisonous family. I will make sure they never leave that forest. The name Ravenswood will never be heard in all of Zestrilion again." He laughed wickedly. "Now go, you bumbling fool! Before you make a mess of things."

"Y-yes m-master. S-sorry M-master..." Azazel tripped over his own feet in his rush to get away. Falling out the door, he closed it behind him with a bang. The Master could hear him apologizing as he walked down the hall. Soon, all was quiet, and the Master went back to his desk and sat down. Spinning his chair, he looked into the mirror at something that was impossible to see. Slowly, he started to laugh. The evil sound rang through the chamber louder and louder as his maniacal laughter swelled. 

"You've been beat, Ravenswood. Nothing can save you now."

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