Prologue

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As the abandoned building on the outskirts of town came into view, she came to a sudden halt. She let out a gasp at the sight in front of her. Half the front of the building was missing and there was debris everywhere. She walked carefully over the rubble, cautiously looking around. As she entered the building, she jumped at a loud rumbling sound as the roof threatened to come down on her. As she ventured further in she could hear the sound of fighting ahead of her. She kept to the shadows constantly looking around, not sure at what might be behind her. A beam shifted, causing debris to fall behind her. She covered her mouth as she jumped, silencing a scream at the sudden noise. The noise from the fighting died down and everything became quite. As she continued forward, she came to a clearing. The inside of the room was half destroyed. There was fire and melting ice everywhere she looked. She stopped dead in her tracks when she saw a man laying in the middle of the room. She slowly approached him and knelt down next to him. She let out a sigh of relief when she saw he was breathing. She moved his black hair to the side, exposing a gash on his forehead. She looked him over, noting he also had a busted lip and dislocated shoulder. He wore a black long sleeve polo shirt, tight black jeans and boots. He had a unicorn tattoo in the corner of this right hand.

"That's a little strange to see on a guy," she said to herself. Suddenly she heard someone coming toward her. She quickly hid behind a piece of fallen ceiling. She watched through a hole in her hiding spot as a tall and dangerous looking man came into view. His black hair was slicked back and his dark brown eyes were narrowed. He wore skinny black jeans, a white V-neck shirt, sports jacket and blue and black Nike Galaxies. He had a dragon tattoo on his right hand. He knelt down next to the unconscious man.

"I'm sorry it came down to this Lay, but you really gave me no choice my friend." he said as he reached for him. A snowball hit him right in the face. He stopped and looked up slightly annoyed. She had to cover her mouth to keep from laughing. "Where the hell did that come from?" she wondered. A smaller man came into view. He limped slightly and held his right side. His short fluffed brown hair was a mess. He had on a ripped blue t-shirt and dark blue jeans, covered in dirt. Just below his wrist on his right hand was a tattoo of a snowflake. He glared at the man kneeling in front of him.

"Stay away from him, traitor!" the smaller man said through gritted teeth. He quickly knelt down, placing his hands on the ground. A sheet of ice covered the ground. It rushed toward the two men, forming a small protective dome around Lay. The ice seemed to reach for the taller man as he levitated out of harm's way. He looked down at the shorter man, giving him a cocky smile. He propelled himself forward, grabbing the smaller man by the throat and pinned him against a crumbling support beam. The freshly formed ice started to melt from the heat of the fire in the room.

"Looks like you are not that powerful in this heat, Xiumin. Face it. You've lost...AGAIN," he said smiling, as he tightened his grip. A fire ball hit him, catching the corner of his jacket on fire. He dropped Xiumin and backed away as he patted out the fire. He turned as another fire ball hit him, sending him flying backwards. He landed right in front of the ceiling piece she was hiding behind. She watched as he patted out the flames and started to get up. When his face came into view, she had to muffle a gasp. His eyes turned from dark brown to a deep crimson red. As he drew his lips back, exposing his teeth, he let out a deep growl. He stood and turned toward where the fireballs had come from.

"You haven't won this fight yet Kris," another man said, as he walked up from behind Xiumin. His brown hair was a mess and a bruise was forming on his right cheek. He wore a white button down shirt, khaki pants and black oxfords. On his left hand was a tattoo of a phoenix. He glared at Kris as he formed another fireball.

"Chanyeol, you really don't know when to stay down," Kris said through gritted teeth. Chanyeol threw another fireball, hitting Kris in the chest. As he fell back Xiumin ran over to Lay, who was now laying in a puddle of water.

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