Prolouge

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A girl, no older than nineteen, backed into the corner of the dark mildewing basement she was kept in, her silver eyes wide with fear. In front of her stood an older man, presumably her father, his own murky green eyes full of hatred and rage. "C'mere, ya little shit!" She narrowly dodged the punch thrown at her, her sensitive hearing catching the air whistling as his fist flew by her head. That was close. She thought to herself. Too close. A shrill high-pitched voice, her mother's, called down to the seething male. "Artemis, get up here and away from that thing NOW!" Said man muttered a few swear words under his breath before trudging up the steps, but not without sending the girl a hateful glare. "I'll deal with you... Later." He stomped up the rest of the winding concrete staircase, slamming the mahogany door behind him. At least I'll live to fight another day. She mentally sighed. If only.

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