Prologue
The moon was high in the sky, the trees surrounded me, giving me less room to run. They were after me, and of course-it was all my fault. My jet black hair blew behind me as I ran through the cool night air. I huffed and puffed my way through the forest hoping to get away from my prosecutors. I could automatically feel myself turn a shade paler than I already was. A sharp pain was struck in my heart, and a lump in my throat told me I was on the verge of crying. My eyes glowed green in the darkness of the night. They helped see through the shadows of the night. "Scarlett!" a voice behind me shouted, " all we want is to talk to you, why are you running from us?" why was I running from them? Was I hiding something? Was it because of something I knew? Or was it because I couldn't trust anyone anymore?
