Prologue
A/N - LA_Offical16
Hello. This is my first time writing so I hope u like it. I do publish as soon as I finish the ch. so this will be unedited. This doesn’t mean however I wish to leave it this way. If you wish to give me feedback I would be more than happy to receive it. Hope u enjoy it. Also don’t skip the prologue.
Prologue
May 26 2123; 3:45 am. The Gaelin family woke up to a knock on their door. Three men, dressed head to toe in all white, stood tall at the door’s entrance. As they walked in, one of them spoke in a stern and dominant voice, his face rid of emotion. “The Gaelin family has been blessed by the Gods for they have given you a “Savior”, We are here to collect them.
Listening from a distance to the conversation, Ember Gaelin knew who they were referring to. Alike many other children, who showed signs early on, she had been monitored very closely throughout her lifetime. There was never a moment when Ember would be completely alone. It grew worse when she started showing more signs than the average “savior” This future had been confirmed when her teacher had reported her to the northern council when they found her healing an injured child during playtime.
Behind the living room door, she strained her ears to listen. As she pressed her ear to the slit of the door she could barely make out her mother’s shaky voice, as something almost inaudible for her to hear was said.
“This can’t be..I mean..my child..Ember she..”, her mother cries out in shaky stutters. “We understand that this may be hard for you Ms Gaelin, but you must understand. We have no time to waste, bring the child now.” Spoke the voice of someone she had not heard yet. Assuming to be one of the other men, she took notice of the careless tone laced in each word.
She turned to look through the small opening between the wooden door, shielding her from the eyes on the other side, and the cracked wall. Peering up at the unknown voices she saw the body of a man, older than any man she saw before. His face held a frown while his eyes seemed to hold annoyance as this type of thing was an everyday occurrence to him. It was clear as day what was going on.
Ms. Gaelin took a deep breath and her frown turned into a strained smile, “I will go bring her immediately.” The men nodded their heads, one of them speaking up and uttering in a dark, threatening voice, “ If you take more than 5 minutes, we will go get her ourselves.”
Ember, not wanting to hear another word uttered, rushed from behind the door to her room, as tears threatened to fall from her eyes. Not long after she entered her room, her mother’s presence soon welcomed it as well.
She walked toward Ember as time slowed down. She cupped her face and she whispered, “We need to leave right now.”
Ember, stricken by her mother’s words, barely says in an almost inaudible whisper. “ Are those men gonna take me away? Are they going to kill me? Just like they did..” Her mom’s eyes held a look of shock. Many moments go by before she utters, ”The men are going to take you away from me. From here. From me. I can’t let that happen again. Not like him. Not to you.”
Now age 12, Ember had heard the story many times of how they took her father. She knew she might meet the same fate but not this soon. She was supposed to have more time.
Both Ember and her mother crept down the stairs and into the kitchen. Her mother cursed to herself as there were 3 minutes left. Ember crouched down, as her mother pulled back a floor curtain ever so quietly. There laid a hidden door that led underground.
Giving Ember one lasting glance, her mother instructed Ember to go in, and under no circumstances would she stop. Ember crawled into the secret passageway, once far enough, looking back for her mother to do the same.
Right as she was about to enter the door, one of the men barged in with a gun pointed right at Ms. Gaelin. The other two men soon followed. With a soft look towards Ember, her mother whispers to her “No matter what you keep going you hear?” With that, she slammed the door shut. Ember screamed as she heard the sound of bullets being fired soon after.
“Mama?” Ember cried out. Tears again threatened to spill. She wouldn’t cry. She couldn’t. She had to be strong. She continued to crawl, shaking with each movement, and soon got to the other side.
Opening the door, her eyes squinted as they adjusted to the light. When she could see clearly, her heart stopped as she saw 3 figures standing in front of her, all looking towards her with venomous smiles.
“ That’s impossible,” she muttered, her mind racing with thoughts. How did they get here so quickly? How slowly did she go? How could this even happen?
Too preoccupied to see her mother’s body being held up by one of the men. “Ember!” her mother choked out. Ember couldn’t run, couldn’t move. Her body, completely frozen in fear and confusion. “Make one more move and she dies.”′ The man held a gun to her mother’s head. Her mother realized no amount of screaming would get her to run.
She looked into her daughter’s eyes, tears running down her face, and gave her a sad smile. This was the first time she ever saw her mother cry like this. Ember in respect for her mother attempted to move back, but it was too late. Her mother moves towards her in a flash, pushing something into her daughter’s hands, all the while uttering her last words to her. A shot vibrates through both of them, neither of them daring to move. Not until Ember felt hot blood dripping down her neck. She cries for her mom but can’t do anything as she is taken away.
