Prologue:
Egypt, somewhere in the near future:
She screamed as the sword of Abaddon plunged into her heart and then her yells disappeared as quickly as her life had ended. Her long black hair slid down the stone table as if it were one of Medusa's snakes. He stared at her with satisfaction and said his goodbyes. As he walked out he let out a yell and clutched his head.
With an expression of agony across his face he managed to sputter out, "You…what have…you done to her!"
A small voice replied, "You have done this yourself Abaddon, I have merely pushed you along." As the voice disappeared he lost control and slowly straightened up. His eyes engulfed with the same dark black as were his eyes when he plunged his sword into his wife's body, Schuyler Van Alen.