Hi people. Well, this is the first story that I write in English, so I would appreciate if you could correct any mistake that I make. And be patient please, because I'm sure I'll be making a lot of them, but with your help I will be improving soon.

Thank you, and enjoy the prologue, its kind of a Flash Forward. Its really short, but i hope to updated this same week.

Prologue

She was there, in the same room I was trapped in. There were no windows, no other doors, no friends that would rescue me this time.

The guardians were in the previous room, unable to come in by the same reason why I was unable to come out. There had been some minutes since I stopped hearing them calling my name. All that I was thinking about in that same moment was the face that I had in front of me. She was beautiful. It didn't matter if she was the one that had blocked the entrance, or even more, the one that was about to kill me. It didn't matter that only a few steps behind her, it was Phobos, smiling, because he knew just as much as I did, that my life was about to end.

People say that when you are about to die, you can see your life pass before your eyes, but nothing like that happened to me. The moment was so precious to aloud myself think about anything else.

I wasn't afraid. I was ready to face death since the moment I became the rebel leader. And this was better than I could ever asked for; because by dying I was saving the life of the person that I loved more than any other thing in this world or in another, and because I wasn't going to die in hands of an enemy, but in hands of that same person. Y

Yes, I was going to die in her hands. Once again my heart would stop beating because of her, but this time, forever.

Because of Cornelia.