The Prologue
"So Edward, what is your decision?"
My eyes remained casted down. I couldn't look up; I couldn't face what was before me. I knew if I did my choice will come to no better good answer than what I needed to give. If I looked up I'd see the sad, terrified eyes of my Mother as she remained a prisoner before me.
I shook my head. I couldn't answer. It would be admitting defeat. Tears began to fall from my face. Months of training, months of learning, even now it made no difference. The fear that everyone had is now clear. The fear I felt was here. How can I stop it? Why was it me that became who I am? I wasn't strong to this. Everyone – Mom, Great-Grandma, even my Father – they were wrong. I couldn't do this, I didn't want to. I just wanted a normal life as a teenager with no voices in my head, words of demons and angels mentioned and no fear of the world ending.
My fingers scrapped the land below me. Anger began to build. Frustration shook me. Fear made me still. Sadness made me weak. I couldn't help her, I can't. I just want to go back the way things were but I couldn't.
"Edward. Please don't berate yourself over this." The soft voice of my Mother spoke.
I slowly raised my head just to the level of where she was, a mere foot from me on her knees, bruised and bleeding.
"Whatever choice you make would not make me love you any less or think of you as a horrible person. I'm sorry you got caught up in my choices but I would not change them. You are a strong person; you can do this, but if you cannot it is okay."
I shook my head slowly. It wouldn't be.
"Well I see I am left with no choice. Say goodbye."
I watched in slow motion as my Mother was tossed over the edge down to the burning flames below. "Mom!"
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