I watched in horror as dark magic sprang from my hand faster than an imp after your socks. I didn't know my name, let alone that I had such power. The man was dead. I panicked. I ran. How was I to know I was a dark magic enforcer, tasked with keeping magic hidden from the world? Yeah, total noob move, I know. But my memory is returning, and the Hidden have given me 24 hours to make amends. Cover it up. Finish the job I was given, or else. Failure isn't an option.
Strapped to a gurney, Edsel watched in horror as they started to tattoo him bright red from the tips of his toes to the top of his head. No piece of skin would be left unmarked.
There was love. And finally there was peace. He found Lashae, the most beautiful woman Edsel had ever seen. For two blissful years they lived together in peace along with Aiden, the boy Edsel had promised he would care for.
They had peace, isolation, and safety. For the family of three, the years of blissful isolation were taking their toll on young Aiden - he was bored and craved new experiences. A trip was planned; strict limits set concerning time and place. A strange man. Not everybody was bad though; some people were kind, considerate, and caring. Weren't they? Then it happened again. Edsel's worst nightmare came back to drag him down once more.