A young woman who has powerful abilities, runs away from her family in hopes of protecting them, and in order to run from herself. She is part of a prophesy, where she and two others will battle an evil bent on destroying them and life as they know it. A rouge lackey will switch to the good side in order to help someone he barely knows, and finds himself again.

“I’ve never been attacked in the daytime. Although it is close to night time, I am usually attacked really late.” Grace said, realizing that it was the first time in a while that she hadn’t been attacked over night.

“In any case, keep in close contact. And don’t tell anyone about where you were, and what you were doing. Lucy, if you call in work, tell them you had an emergency and you couldn’t get to a phone. I’ll give you a number give them to call. I’ll cover you. Amelia, If necessary I will give you the same number. Grace,”

“My family already knows. I’m not going to them anyway. Not until I know its safe. I might go for a walk though.” she told Nicole

“That’s fine,” Nicole replied. “Now I need you back before nightfall, incase there is someone or something out there waiting. If there is an attack it is more likely to be at night.” She told the three of them, “That means you too, Mr. Mathews.”

When Grace heard what Nicole called him, she wondered what his first name is. Amelia, who had been silent until now, thought, “Taylor, his name is Taylor.” Grace thought, “How do you know?” Amelia replied, “I asked him.”

The moment she was released, Amelia went straight to her apartment. She bathed, put on some clean clothes, set her alarm and laid down to sleep. But sleep never came, and she laid with her eyes open, wondering what the immediate future may hold.

When Lucy opened the door to her apartment, she could see from across the room, the little red light on her answering machine was flashing brightly. She walked over to it, saw the number of messages, and, for the first time ever, she hit the delete button. She wasn’t in the mood to talk. She just wanted sleep. She plopped herself onto her bed, and pulled the covers over her. When she closed her eyes, all she saw was the small rubber ball that she called into her hand. Sleep wouldn’t come for her, at least not now.

Grace had grabbed her pouch off of the table in the white room, and walked out of the door. She had no idea where she was going, she just knew that no matter what, she wasn’t going home, and she had to keep her mind open, to protect her new family, her sisters, Lucy and Amelia. She began to walk the streets she knew all to well. When she passed the diner where she met Taylor, she thought about going in, but knew she had no money, therefore she had no reason to be there. No matter what, she was not going to sit down, because the moment she did, and the moment she closed her eyes, she knew she would sleep, and dream of her family in danger.

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