I DON'T OWN SKY HIGH. JUST THE PLOT AND CHARACTERS YOU DON'T RECOGNIZE.
"Do you have any last requests, my dear?"
It was the same voice. The same man. The one that kidnapped me. The one that tortured me. The one that crushed my pride and broke my, once free, spirit. And now, this time, after countless hours of torture and interrogation, I was going to die. And the sad thing is I was happy. I was finally getting that sweet release from this pain. But the best part was that HE was safe. The man I was protecting by keeping quiet. The man I was in love with, and had been since I was little.
Warren Peace.
My only reason to hang on to life was currently in a coma. An easy target to anyone wishing him harm, and that was what this man intended: to kill Warren where he lay. The only problem: he didn't know where the hospital that housed people with powers was. But I did, and he knows it.
I raised my head and looked at the villain in front of me. If I had the energy, I would spit at him, but I was exhausting myself just looking at him. At least Warren would be ok. At least everyone else would be ok. Will and his gang. All of Warren's brothers, his amazing, lovable brothers that had been like my own brothers since I was born. His sweet little sister. My own family. My aunt, uncle, cousin, and baby sister. If giving up my own life meant saving theirs, I would give it without a second thought. And that was exactly what I was planned on doing.
"Yeah. You can rot in Hell."
It's a prologue. It's supposed to be short. Anyway, whatcha think? Review please.