Prologue

I think I was 8 when it happened. My mom and I were running. I can't remember what from, only that it caused the neighborhood to panic. People were pushing past us trying to get away. I remember our house was on fire and was blinding at that time of night. My dad started directing people around us. I heard a crash and was picked up by him. He swore under his breath and said something about my aunt. I curled up in his arms tears down my face. I didn't know anything and I was worried about how my friends were doing. Then something jumped at us and my dad fell. I heard my mom scream and I hid under his arm, tears down my face. He lay his arms around me and smiled, his chest shuddering with every breath. "It's gonna be okay." That's the last thing he said.

Author's Note

Kinda grim but sets a good back drop for the rest of the book. Hope you enjoyed and I'll see you later.

Reviews

[Brennon]

I can't wait to read the rest. I like this kind of stuff.