Prologue
Nina Dobrev as Ace
*Ace POV*
I’ve been at the academy since I was five. I was at my house with my mother, father and little sister one night, when we heard knocks on the door. My dad went to go and answer it after giving my mom a knowing look, a look that meant ‘stay where you are and don’t make a sound’. She listened and made us stay quiet too, until she heard a sucking, wet sound, and then a thud. She screamed and ran to the front door, with me following behind. She stopped abruptly making me run into her legs, peering around her legs I see what made her stop in her tracks. There on the floor with a pool of blood quickly spreading around him was my dad, dead.
Snapping out of my trance I look up to the open front door to see a man just standing there. Looking into his eyes makes a shiver of fear run down my spine. His eyes showed no emotion, looking like an endless pool of nothing, sucking you in and showing you your worst fear. Within a blink of my eye, my mom was dead on the ground beside my dad. The man still in the same position looking into my eyes, the only difference, is the sound of my mothers blood slowly dripping off of his sword that hangs from his hand.
I ran back further into the house, back to my little sister who lay in her crib waiting for our mother or father to come back and get her, but they never will, ever again. Grabbing her, I took off through the house to the back door, making it there I flung open the door and dashed out across my backyard, heading for the forest that lay just out of reach. I heard the back door of my house being flung open, I moved my little legs as fast as they could with the extra weight of my little sister, the steps halted, but mine did not. Time stood still as I heard the distinctive sound of a dagger flying threw the air, I knew it was aimed right at my back. I bent over trying to protect my little sister, but little did I know, it was already too late. I felt the tip of the dagger pierce my flesh, I felt the way it went through me, the only thing stopping it from going completely through is the hilt of the dagger. I cried out in pain, my only thought though was not of my own safety, but of my little sisters. But I had no time to spare, the adrenaline numbed the pain for now allowing me to get back up and keep running, I finally made it to the forest, I didn’t stop.
I kept running for what seemed like hours, I knew once I stopped I would not continue. But I had to know if my little sister was alright, she had been quiet the whole time and that frightened me. I stopped running when I reached a stream of fresh water, sitting down, careful of the baby in my arms. I winced feeling the blade stuck in my shoulder shift, I slowly sit back and look down upon my little sister, from the naked eye it would appear that she is just asleep, but I knew differently. Shifting my gaze from her face, I look down upon her tiny body to find a mass of red blanket, with a slit in it. Peeling away the fabric of the blanket she is wrapped in, I hear a sharp in take of breath, only to realize it was me who had taken the breath. There in the middle of all the blankets was a stab wound, not big enough to truly harm an adult, or even a child perhaps, but for a baby it was big enough to cause death. And it had. It had caused the death of my little sister, the only family I had left.
*Damon POV*
I’ve never known my parents, never heard stories about them, all I knew about them was that they were dead. All I’ve ever know was the orphanage, even at the age of six I knew I wanted to get out of here, never to set foot in another orphanage again.
I’m told I was found on the doorstep of the orphanage in a wicker basket with a note pinned to the blanket I was wrapped in. It read, Dear whom ever finds our son, please take care of him and make sure he is looked after. We are sorry for just leaving him here but we had no other choice. To our son, we are sorry for leaving you, but please believe us when we say that we never wanted this, but this is the safest option we could give you. We love you and we know that you will do greatness. You are special. Love, your mother and father
That note is the only thing I have of my parents, but that doesn’t bother me because I know that they did what they thought was best for me.
At the orphanage we have chores but once those are done then we are free, only stopped by our curfew. There are other children at the orphanage but I tend to stay by myself, I say the odd hello but other than that I don’t talk. In my spare time I go out and watch the knights train, watch them fight, sometimes I pick up a stick and mimic their movements.
When I grow up I want to be the best knight out there, protect those who cannot protect themselves. To make sure that families are not torn apart like mine, I make a promise and vow to do everything in my power to become the best and help the world I live in.
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