The fairy tales, the story books, the legends and the myths. For many they are just words brought together to intrigue the young minds and curious souls. For a group of ten chosen individuals however, they are tales of pain. They are tales of death. But they are also tales of glory. Each selected, some disposed of, and few are risen to a power much greater than some should endure. What separates reality from a fairy tale? One is lived when the eyes are open and one is lived when the heart is beating.