THE BEGINNING

A Story by Vic

It was dark that night, very dark that night we lost him. It was freezing cold, and the rain made it even worse, and difficult to see in the distance. Jamie could sense his presence, but it was difficult to find his exact location; she said his heart suddenly stopped a few minutes after we arrived. He couldn’t be gone I know he’s not, said Sarah. Didn’t you hear her, she said his heart stopped, said Cecilia. Everybody relax stop yelling, we’re getting nowhere, I said. We need to stay focus before whatever it is out here attack us, while we’re too busy yelling at each other. We knew who did this to us, and all six of us couldn’t feel nothing, but vengeance in our soul and hatred in our hearts. Horo, was a friend well even more like a father to us, he believed when we didn’t he loved when we should have, and above all he was a leader like no other to the six of us. He introduced us into this society, the marks, which we live to protect as a part of life. The marks, is a society that means only good work to the world. It comes along with gifted fascinated human beings that were chosen to carry gifted talents throughout their lives to keep the world that many live in stable. This unique group was made to make many that carried this gift safe, secure, and welcome; also, more importantly it was mainly created to train those who carried intriguing gifts to do only the right with them....