PROLOGUE
In order for light to shine so brightly, darkness must be present.
-Francis Bacon
The young woman gazes into the cryo-chamber where her soldier peacefully slumbers. She knows there's a way to block the trigger in his brain, but it's how long it will take she questions. She places the palm of her hand onto the glass of the chamber and swallows the hard lump down her throat. While he is in cryo-sleep, what will she do? She feels lost without him. He had always been there when no one else was and listened when no one else did. He was her protector and armor. Whether or not it was by fate or design, she has always known he was meant for her. She will not forget her soldier and will wait for him when the time is right. The future has been written.