His Soul
Prologue
```I seen him for the first time in the darkened arena in Rosemont Illinois just North of Chicago. He was a wrestler or was he? He was big almost seven feet tall and dark but not just because of the clothes that he wore. Though they did help with the darkness, as they were always black. He was somewhat scary to the world for reason that they were unsure why. No one knew a lot about him just that he was coming for the souls of the ones he was sent for. But then he turned toward me and before he could turn his eyes back into his head so that all you see is the whites like he did every night. I got to see what so few people ever get to see of him. I seen the green of calm that his eyes where and by doing so I was able to see into his soul. A soul which he though was long gone. Taken for him as a young boy by a cruel man who had no soul himself. A man that some day soon he would have to fight if he was every going to have a soul again. That is the moment that he stole my heart and I stole his. It was also the moment that he knew I would give my soul to him to save him if he needed it. I offered him my body and soul all in just that moment. In just that one look that took just second before he turned his eye white and walked away from me. I knew in my heart as he knew in his that we would meet again soon because he would come looking for me. One night in the dark he would come to me and I would be his. That he would own me as no other had or that I swore no other would. For he was none other then The Lord of Darkness and of the night. And I, I am none other then the woman who could save his soul if I could stop him for taking mine first.```