Prologue

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I gotta keep going..
Her legs burned from the constant running, her lungs begging for air, but she couldn't stop.
She wouldn't stop.
Better a little pain then slavery...
The black jeans and red t-shirt she wore were tattered and dirty. Her black boots covered with mud as she ran down the path of the woods, the rain beating down on her dark brown hair.

She stopped next to an old dead tree, taking long deep breathes to calm down. Her mind ran over all the things that had happened leading up to this, to running from traitors who had killed her parents and taken her brother. And who now came for her. A few moments passed and she heard the snapping of twigs in the distance, along with fast moving foot steps.
She started to run again.
"Sera!"
"Seraphine!"
She stopped as she heard the familiar voices, to be sure it wasn't a trap, she hid behind a large tree and waited for them to come down the path.

Two teenage boys appear, both with buzz cut hair and crimson shirts, same as hers.
"Seraphine! I hope she's alright.." The bigger of the two sat down on a fallen tree and put his face in his hands.
"How could they do this? Her mother her father, this is too far."
She smiled as she peeked around the corner, no doubt now, those were her idiotic friends William and Cody.
She quietly crept around the tree out of view, until she stood right behind them.
"Worried about me?" She laughed as they both jumped and spun, falling on their asses.
As they recovered Cody sprinted forward and gave her a hug, William following behind.
"Hell yes we were worried!" Cody said staring at her,"we couldn't find you during all the confusion, and then we saw your parents go down..." His words derailing.
She remembered all that had happened, her joy to see them dissolving into sadness and anger.
"Who did this? Why?" She said behind clenched teeth.
"We don't know but we will find out, in the meantime, you need to go. They were right behind us." William's gaze went to the path they had come from.
"We can hold them off for a bit."

"Too late for that."
They all turned to see a man in all black with a wolf mask covering his face.
"Goodnight, pretties." He said in a deep gruff voice before three tranquilizer darts went into them, the last thing they saw was that mask before passing out.

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