Prologue

In the dark he waited. The sun rose and fell in the window behind his back. Yet he never noticed it. Any person walking past this form would immediately assume that he was just a wax statue in a museum. But the three men who were standing outside the small office door knew better. They knew that this young man would go into his office and it was their job to make sure that he wasn't interrupted until he came out. They weren't worried that the man hadn't come out all day. What worried them is if he came out too soon.

"What do you think he is doing in there?" Wondered the first out loud. He was a small piggy man; and his small, black eyes were almost hidden from the flesh on his massive forehead. His receding hairline didn't help to soften his forehead. His aura was that of a sneak, he would spend his entire life gathering information and then turn around and sell it to the highest bidder.

"If I did do you really think I would tell you, servant?" The second retorted. This man seemed to be one you wouldn't want to cross; pale, slimy skin covered his body. It was hard to believe from how pale his skin was that his hair was black. His eyes matched his nightmarish hair; in the dark corridor where the three were waiting this man's eyes seemed to be holes straight through his pale skin, tunneling through to the darkness behind him.

The third man said nothing. Of the three he seemed the least sinister. His hair was thick and light brown, almost as if he had gotten to much sun. His skin matched; compared to the rest of the household he looked dark, even though his skin was a light brown. His eyes were the most inviting of all, they were golden. Like his companions this man also had a surprising feature about him. Despite his looks he was the most sinister of them all. With his back against the wall and his long legs crossed in front of him this man exhumed confidence.

As the first two argued, the third rolled his eyes. He couldn't stand those two. He hated them, the first would bait the second and the second would snap. Bait and snap that was all they ever did. The third man wondered over again why his master refused to let him out of their sight. Hadn't he proved his loyalty three years ago?

All three men were awakened from their stupor when the door opened. They stood at attention but their master didn't even seem to notice them. He simply walked down the long hallway at which his office was at the end of. As soon as he started walking another being stepped out from the wall on the opposite end. The two men mirrored each other, not in appearance, no this new man was anything but their master. He had black hair that almost grazed the floor tied back, and his eyes were the shape of almonds. No these men looked nothing like each other but they both mirrored the other in aura. The evil was so strong that even the men could feel it.

The two men still were walking towards the other and then when they hit it seemed like they walked through an invisible curtain and they disappeared.

"What do you think that was?" Said the first man, and for the first time ever the second had nothing to say.