Zoey

I was still in Stark's arms crying. He whispered comforting words in my ear and rubbed my back. I was still in shock from hearing of my mom's death.

Stark pulled back, "Hey, listen to me Z, your mom is with Nyx in the Otherworld now. There is no other place that could possibly be better for her."

"Stark, you are honestly the best Warrior in the history of Warriors," I kissed him and he responded instantly, but gently.

"Yea, well I try," he put on his cocky smile that I love so much.

"What time is it, Z?" he asked, sounding tired. I glanced at the clock.

"2:15, I think we should probably go back to sleep now."

"Sounds good to me," Stark said with a yawn, "I love you, Zoey Redbird."

"I love you, too James Stark." And within in a matter of seconds, we were both sound asleep.

Aurox

Aurox watched as his master Neferet left the balcony that he stay waiting for her to come back and give him his next command. He waited for what seemed to him to be at least an hour. To most people, this would seem like a long time, but to Aurox, who barely has a mind of his own, it was a pretty short time.

When she finally came back, she was washed of the blood that had covered her before. "Rise," her voice boomed with power, she could get used to that.

"Yes master," his voice was a monotone, as if he was being brainwashed to do just as Neferet would command.

"Do not call me master, call me," Neferet thought for a mere second before a wicked smile danced on her face, "call me Nyx!"

"Yes, my Nyx," he wondered what he was doing on the inside, but on the outside, it just happened, words would go mindlessly out of his mouth. She continued speaking, and Aurox continued to respond, but deep down he wondered what everything meant. He knew very little, for he was created to do only what Neferet said to do. He was created for destruction and chaos, just as Neferet had wanted. But there was part of him, a small part of him way deep down, that knew what he was in for. And that part of him knew Neferet was evil, but that part kept quiet waiting for a window where he could be strong enough to overpower the mindlessness. And that part, was Heath.