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Chapter One
Chloe waited, breathing shallowly, for the familiar pulse to start again. As she waited she thought back as to what caused her to lose another life. She thought she was going to meet her father, finally get some answers, built up all this hope, just for it to be a set up by the Order to kill her. And kill her they did. She felt ashamed and angry that she was so easily fooled. She was careless. Chloe sighed, the hollow silence in her chest going on and on. Then the world began to change. A vast rushing sound filled her ears, like a high wind, like a subway train approaching at a furious speed, pushing the air before it. There was a flash of golden light, causing her eyes to blink rapidly, when the haziness was gone a beautiful, exotic women stood in front of her. She was tall and slim, her face oval shaped with a long nose and full lips, her hair dark as night. But what really threw Chloe off was the golden eyes and cat ears protruding from her head. Though the striking women emitted an sense of power she felt an instant connection. A sense of familiarity. "Who are you?" She asked, her voice horse.
The women looked at her with sympathetic eyes, "I am Bastet." Her voice was light and enchanting, spell bounding Chloe who's eyes widened. "And we need to talk." Chloe nodded. "I am afraid I made a mistake in bestowing you the title of the Uniter. It seems you put your own wants before the good of others. Which leads you to make mistakes. Mistakes the Mai can't afford. I thought you were the one, you were raised by a human, the perfect candidate to bring peace. I was wrong. And I'm sorry."
Surprise and guilt flooded through her and she looked down ashamed, "I'm sorry I let you down."
Bastet smiled sadly, "As much as this pains me I have to choose a new Uniter. And when I do, I would like you to look out for her. Guide her."
Chloe swallowed the lump in her throat, "Of course. But how will I know who she is?"
"You will know when you see her." And with those parting words, Bastet started to fade. And Chloe's heart beat once. Then nothing. Again. Then nothing. Two beats, three beats, four, irregularly spaced and without pattern. Her sight returned, washing back in pixilated smudges. When her vision cleared completely, she saw that Brian laid next to her unmoving. Terror filled her entire body as she rushed to his side. She felt for a pulse but there was none.
Tears fell from her eyes, "No."
"Chloe?" She heard Amy call her.
"He's dead!" She sobbed.