AN: Hello everyone! Well to those who read this if not,it cool! I just wanted to finally smile /sigh in relief that this story is officially being posted. After a full two months of doodles, scribbles, and crumbled rough drafts. I think I got something good to start off with.

Disclaimer: Catherine Fisher owns everything from, Incarceron & Sapphique. I'm just a fan , enjoy the story below.

PROLOGUE

It was calm and quiet, the type of calm that left an eerie feel in the atmosphere just before a bad storm. Though no storm was on it's way snowflakes swirled and fallen from the dark clouded night sky. The earth was covered by white blankets, which illuminated the stillness shape of every shadow. Hidden very well within the shadows I stood my ground, waiting for the right moment.

I was probably going to die for this, it would be for a good cause wouldn't it? 'Fight for a better tomorrow, by fighting for it today.'

Sometimes I cursed my persistence by being too determined, but I needed this...We needed this! When fear & doubt decided to play with my mind, I pushed them far away, not long ways from my vision I saw dark silhouettes approaching on horses coming towards the area I hid.

I licked small condensation off my lips from the wrap that was tied around my face. Blinking away the fallen snowflakes from my eyes, I moved my fingers which withdrew a bow placing it in the arrow gun now holding it steady. So many thoughts popped up in my mind again, should I run? Am I making a mistake? Will the people I love, and protect be promised safety? Would the foolish feelings I felt for so long ever fade away?

A part of me knew what I was doing would be justifying, then another part couldn't bear it. I couldn't be enslaved again I promised myself I wouldn't be that again. I mostly promised myself that...My Son wouldn't have to go through what I did.

The Silhouettes were coming closer, so I had to act now. My finger tips were becoming numb, my teeth shattered against the cold breeze which caused an unwanted shiver to slide down my spine. I mentally counted the men on horses. Two in front, two each on the left & right, four in the back. One in the middle. The one I needed to hit. I aimed the arrow gun, my finger on it's trigger. My stomach twisted, the beat of my heart pounded in my ears.

' Fight for a better tomorrow, by fighting for it today.' My finger pulled the trigger, soon the arrow shot through the air. One..There will be a better tomorrow.

The arrow flying in the air like a bird yet deadly like a serpent when it striked. I held my breath waiting, as the arrow aimed for it's mark. Two..Down with Protocol.

Three...Down with it's King.

AN: I know it's pretty short, but tell me what you think! Orchidxxx