Oversight

Prologue

Noah's life was a sad one. He knew it, his single mother knew it, even the bus driver that drove past Noah while he walked knew it. The odds were always against Noah, and he never understood why. It was almost as if the Universe was against him, taking all the good things out of his life one by one to see what he would do. Even with everything good taken away, though, Noah still felt a sense of purpose. As if there was some actual reason he was alive and it wasn't all for nothing. 

Little did Noah know, that feeling he felt was a little more than a sense of purpose, and while he didn't know what, exactly, it was, someone else did. 

...

Eyes squeezed shut, yet vision filled, a tall man is filled with shock at the picture he sees. His eyes snap open after his feet started bringing him to his master. 

"Sir, please, you must already know, w-we must do something" But the larger, more mysterious, master paid no attention to what was to him, a lesser being. "PLEASE!"

"I granted you some power, is that not enough?" His voice was deep and without emotion.

"Bu.."

"Use it!" The master turn to face him, like a god looking down on some puny mortal. "I am not the first in my position, but I know that you have the means to do what you need! I know its in your power! It is my job to know!"

The man was silent, fear building onto already existing fear. "Can I at least..."

"Yes. But that is all. Send Mark, he hasn't been out for a while. And no more than five. Six if you really must."

The man bowed his head and stuttered thanks, leaving quickly to send Mark on his way. He couldn't waste a second of time for the vision he had seen, the event that would come to pass, would be the man's death.

{Hey guys, hope you enjoyed this quick prologue of this new book I'm working on. I hope you like it, I'll try to put more out!}