Prologue~

My name is Rosalind Stewart, but I don't like my name so people call me Rose. I'm seventeen, and right now I'm in danger. I wish I could tell you how I was feeling right now, but I can't because to be honest I don't how I feel. I guess you could say it feels like I am falling from the tallest skyscraper of my hometown New York. My mind is clouded, and I can't concentrate, but I have to. I have to save him. I have to save all of them. Never in my seventeen years would I think that I would be surrounded around supernatural creatures. Yet here I am gun in my hand pointed at the love of my life while chaos surrounds me, and his eyes were now a piercing dark color with nothing bu evil written all over them. He's lost his mind.