Chapter 1: Prologue

She'd never killed before tonight.

Auburn hurried down the dark street, pressing close to the wall. She searched the shadows around her, briefly looking up at the almost completely dark, moonless sky. A few weakly blinking stars provided a tiny sliver of light to the night. She saw a crow circling overhead, and tried to hide into the shadows. She wasn't taking any risks tonight.

She quickened her pace. Time was of essence. She prayed to her goddess to guide her, to help her sense it. 

She stopped at a stone villa, bigger, sturdier and more luxurious than its surrounding houses. She was about deciding on how to get in, when she heard a shuffle behind her. She turned around quickly, a knife suddenly appesring in her hand.

"It's me" said a soft and calm voice, coming from a tall woman with silvery hair. Auburn glared at her sister " What are you doing here? You're not going to stop me now, are you? I have been waiting for this day for years."

Her sister stared at her for a moment before speaking "We all have been waiting for this dear. And I'm not here to stop you. You know I trust you. Now don't let me distracted you. You should hurry. We're not the only ones looking for it, you know."

Auburn stared suspiciously at her sister for a moment. She shouldn't have been surprised. Of course her sister wouldn't want her to keep it to herself. But she hadn't planned to do that anyway. She turned around and entered the house. Her sister followed.

They walked on the tiled pavement, their boots making oddly no sound. Auburn glanced at her sister before turning to the door. It slid open silently at a flick of her wrist, and closed itself after the women walked in. 

Auburn closed her eyes and cleared her mind, trying to sense the magic. She frowned, a look of concentration on her face. She felt the tingling in her bones, her very skin. She could even smell its powerful scent. Yes... she thought. It is here... She climbed a tall staircase, and stood before a room. The door burst open at her thought, not as silently as before. She heard two confused voices from inside the room, and a man and a woman stared at her from a bed. Before they could even open their mouths, Auburn rushed in at inhuman speed and slit both of their throats. Blood sprouted onto her hand, which she wiped on the corpses' clothes.  It was a necessary evil. She felt no guilt at killing them, but she still found the bloody sight nauseating. She turned her head away, trying not to look weak in front of her sister, before her eyes fell onto something next to the bed.

It was a crib near a window, inside of which, covered with little blankets and wraps, slept a tiny child. It's head was hairless, like any newborn baby, but its skin oddly pale in colour, shining in the reflection of the few stars this unusually dark night offered. Auburn gazed at its peaceful face with a smile on her face, and a triumphant gleam in her eyes. Her sister stood behind her silently and looked at the child from behind her shoulder.

"Beautiful boy" Auburn whispered. "He certainly is" Her sister agreed."You did well. It can't jave been easy to find him. I wish I could sense magic like you."

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"It's possible with only great effort."

"Yes. Everything's about great effort. And sacrifice. But not for this child. He will be the best of us. I'm almost jealous of him."

"Don't be. He'll be of great use for us. We'll raise him together. We'll tutor him and be there with him when it's time for him to fulfil his destiny" Auburn remarked in an excited voice.

"You won't. I'll take him from here."

It took a moment for her to realise what her sister had said. "What!?" Auburn shrieked "I thought you said you won't stop me? And I was the one who found him!"

"I'm sorry Auburn. I have different plans for the child." Her expression hardened. "And they don't include you."

Before Auburn could react, a glint of steel flashed beneath her eyes, and the next instant she felt blood gush from her neck. As the pain penetrated her mind, she stared at her sister's strangely apathetic face. "Why?"  Auburn gasped. She couldn't understand what reason would make her own sister betray her so suddenly.

"For love" was the reply, before the other woman gathered her cloak around the child to hide it and walked away. Auburn, clutching her neck, heard a shriek and looked outside the window to see the same crow she'd seen before, which now ignored her and flew after her sister, leaving Auburn to die alone.

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