PROLOGUE

Explosions went off in the distance. Smoke thickened in the air. I grabbed Amos' hand and l led him through the dark corridors. They just couldn't give up, could they? Amos was just a 7-year-old boy. He didn't need to witness this. His rich brown skin was lit up by the flames. His black hair matched the falling ashes. Stella had assigned me to protect him and I'd. Even at the cost of my life. I led us through the secret passage of grey bricks. There was a way out down here. We descended the stairs. I almost calmed down before I saw it, no him.

His body was concealed by the dark corridors. A deep voice said, "It doesn't have to be this way, Agatha." I hid Amos behind me. I hissed, "Of course it does. This child is way too vital to be left in your blood-drenched hands." He smirked, "I don't want to kill you but if I must, I will. It is a shame. I thought we had something." I said, "I thought too but I guess I was wrong." I brushed my hand along the wall with pure desperation. I felt it, a rusty old iron lever. I pulled it. Gears churned in the walls. A titanium wall came crashing down. He said, "Do you really think these will defeat me." I said, "No but it will hold you back long enough."

I tightened my grip and dashed to the side ignoring the hammering on the wall. There are many ways to one destination. We pushed through the stone corridors until finally, we reached an obsidian mirror. I traced a pattern onto it and the shiny surface emitted a black mist. He shouted, "OH NO YOU DON'T." An arrow was shot at the mirror. I didn't think twice to place my body in its path. A sob escaped Amos. I looked straight into his emerald green eyes. I said pushing strength and confidence into my voice, "Go, I will follow you." He said, "I can't leave you." I reassured, "You won't be leaving me. I will be right behind. Now go." He obediently ran into the mirror. Such obedience. One of the things I liked about him. Where I have sent him they will never find him. He will leave a normal life thanks to the veil. Okay, that won't happen if I don't…I smashed the mirror. I turned and smirked, "Now all your endeavors will be for nothing." He shot a death stare at me, "At least one thing will go according to plan." An arrow landed in my heart. My body fell slothfully to the ground. At least I had fulfilled my promise.