FATE, HOPE, AND DESTINY

Introduction

I was laying face down on the hard pavement of Katrina's lair. My head aligned the center of the pentagram on the floor. Her long staff that contained my pink orb of power was grasped in her hand. She compressed it against my back draining every last bit of energy I had within me. I turned my head to look at her. Katrina's purple hair surrounded her face as the getup she called clothes gracefully draped over her. I reached for the light but it was no use. By now I didn't even have the strength to walk. Katrina laughed her maniacal chuckle as faint strands of pink colors flailed out of my body. I grimaced at her. She had told me the prophecy of what was to come, but I had been stupid and just ignored it. I knew this was going to happen eventually. I knew the prophecy by heart. I knew this place to well. I knew I was going to die.