Prologue

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"Come back right now you" yelled  the brown haired attractive boy of about 18. He had brown eyes which complimented his goldenish complexion and his hair. He chased the dark haired girl down the stairs and pinned her down to the floor. The young woman  screamed,more in disgust than pain. She was wearing a blue jacket & denim jeans. A pinkish complexion and deep glossy green  eyes full of anger & sadness with dark brown wavy hair coming down to her waist. "Get the hell off me" she shouted in a thick British accent while struggling to free herself. Clearly the boy was stronger but that didn't let her spirit down. She kicked him in the shin. He let her go immediately & screamed in pain. She started to run again grabbing the iron rod beside her. "Iris please!" He exclaimed clearly begging in a British accent as well although not as heavy as the girl's. "Give me a chance to explain just..just..listen to me..once" He said as he gasped for air. "Please."
Iris slowly turned around, clearly eager to hear him out but not showing that in her face. Both were panting heavily. Outside the broken house the moon shone brightly & the glass windows looked young in the light. "Where are they, Isaac? Where is he?"
She asked him sobbing a little with a shaken voice. He looked at her with sorry eyes and took a step closer and said "Iris I ...I don't know but we will find him. We will find all of them. I know for a fact that they are safe" He took another step towards her. "And why should I trust anything you say when all you've been doing is lying to me?" She asked him fiercely still clutching the iron rod. She now stood in the moonlight. The light reflected upon her face and hair turning it golden, making her look like an angel, that is if angels looked so disturbed & had a face gleaming with sweat & tears. "Because Iris" the brown eyed boy whispered, now very close to her. "I am.." "What? Who are you?" She asked curious yet soft. The dark brown eyes finally met the sea green ones. "I am Isaac Jonathan Evans" Iris's eyes grew bigger with every word he spoke, the shock was evident as it made her skin go pale. "Yes Iris, I am your brother."

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