Prologue

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It's a dark and stormy night and a young boy named David was running in the streets and back alleys trying to get home. There were lights every now and then that slightly flickered from the overflowing water. David was quite small for his age, with short light brown hair, and eyes that mimicked the blue sky. He wore black shorts and a dark striped shirt with black stripes.

My parents are going to kill me when I get back home!

David was thinking to himself worryingly and didn't realize until he was almost home that a man was following him. He made a wrong turn and headed into a dead end. He stops and looks back at the man. "What are you doing here following me?" The trembling fear can be heard in his voice.

A lightning bolt flashes behind the man and the poor child catches a glimpse of the man. He had no hair and hazel eyes. He had a brown jacket with blue jeans and brown dress shoes. He held a knife in his hand and slowly swayed around. The boy was desperate looking around for anyone else but there was no one near.

Great... this is how I'm going to die. David thought to himself backing away slowly and bumps into a wall in an alley. There was no way of escaping this man. He looks up at the man as he moves his arm to stab David with a knife. The poor child closes his eyes and as he screams, he hears loud thunder. After a minute of not feeling any pain, he slowly opens his eyes and sees the man laying on the ground dead with his knife in his throat. The boy looks up to see a dark figure about the size of himself. All he saw were red eyes. David spoke quietly and the sound in his voice showed his fear. "Who... are you?"

The dark figure holds out his hand to the young, scared boy and then disappears into thin air as David's hand grabs a hold to stand back up. He falls back down and passes out.

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