Something was not right. Eve could feel it in the air. In the flutter of the branches outside her window, the walls surrounding their house, In the corners of the rooms, the smile on their faces. Something was definitely not right. .......... The armor of the white knights did not shine as bright as usual, and as the black zone fiends for souls, the elected must be sacrificed for an honor they will never receive. Power they say, sleeps in the hands of the true. ***** When all is not as it seems, Eve must find the courage to evolve beyond her imaginations, flee from what she had known as safety, and learn to trust the foreign. She had people to protect after all.