Authors Note: Alright, here is the prologue to my second story. Nothing but the plot line and some characters belong to me. PLEASE LEAVE A REVIEW AND LET ME KNOW IF YOU THINK THIS STORY IS WORTH GOING ON WITH, it would mean soo much to me.
PROLOGUE
They say that right before you die, your entire life flashes before your eyes like a reel of home movies that you had forgotten you even stored away. Memories of your childhood that had long since vanished from your mind come flooding back, so vivid that you can even remember the scent of a delicate wildflower you picked from the earth when you were only four years old. As I stood with my back pressed against the hard wall, ice-like moisture seeping through my shirt, I briefly wondered why that didn't seem to be that case with me. I didn't see my happy life in Chicago with my parents, and no visions of the friends I'd had to leave behind without so much as a goodbye flashed before my eyes.
I saw none of it.
As the dark shadow stood motionless before me, biding his time before he stalked forward and ended my life, only one face came to my mind. The features of this particular face were perfectly symmetrical, almost ridiculous in their perfection. The only abnormality that made allowed one to be sure he was human was the slight bump on the bridge of the nose from when it had been broken during a fight. His usually full lips were a thin, grim line as he stared back at me, his stunning green eyes a familiar mixture of frustration and anger. I couldn't find it in myself to be afraid or angry about dying at the hands of these evil people, not if it meant that he was safe and well. I wouldn't survive without him, but I could leave this world peacefully knowing that he was still a part of it, living out his life the way he should…the way he deserved.
The black figure moved slightly as I continued my inner musings, taking a step forward as headlights from a passing car caught his face through the broken, dingy window. I shook my head slightly to clear it and stared straight back into his black, depthless eyes. I could see the ugly smile that tugged at the corners of his cracked lips as I braced myself for death.