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Prologue:

A rumur has been spreading through ages 5 to 18, that a blue hero will save us all if we just believe. believe... do I believe? Its just a rumor... but... will something really save us? If so then from what? This thought came from Breeze. She is a young 11 year old with red hair, and blue eyes. She was walking home from a boring day of 6th grade. I believe, but what will happen if I do? When she thought that, she heard something in the back of her head.

I am the shadow,

and smoke in your eyes.

I am the ghost,

that hides in the night.

Breeze gasped. That went unknowable by most her friends, but not her best friend Chaka. "Whats wrong?" She asked. "Nothing, but do yo believe in the rumors? You know, the one about the hero?" Chaka shook her head. "Nah, those are rumors, why?" she asked. Breeze shook her head, "I thought I believed and I heard it... talking to me..."