They're weak, he thought bitterly. I hate the weak. I'm not weak. I'll show them - I'll show them all A white-faced boy tromped begrudgingly down a hillside stomping snowdrops into the frozen ground. In the nearby woods, black mist swirled mysteriously at the base of a large fir tree, as two figures vanished as quietly as they had come. Before the roses, before the dusk came a time of innocence and laughter. Nestled quietly in Washington State, the town of Wenatchee is where Lucas Bevan moved when he was four. Living with his mother and a stepfather who inflicts misery, Lucas has the most...

"The effigy seared with burning force. As smoke rose to the sounds of her bubbling flesh, the image was lost in the intensity of her screams. When finally the boy released her, the only thing remaining were the sounds of her sobs and the bright glowing replica of a perfect set of wings." Her father is gone. The town of Cohoes is gripped in an unearthly quiet as tumbleweeds barrel the streets. Heartworth Castle is bare - of antiquities, of chattels, of warmth, of laughter as the forces of hatred bare down. The Demonic Empire's fold grows each passing day and purgatory is buckling under the...