(Some of you may not remember, but a long time ago I posted a part of my story I'm writing that happened in the past called The Dragon Knight Legacy. Well, I'm writing one that happens in the future while I'm getting ideas for the next book. Remember, this thread is just the prologue so don't get mad at me if it seems short or incomplete. To me, a prologue is just a couple of paragraphs that gets you interested in reading the story. That's why it might seem incomplete, so it makes you want to read the first chapter.)

Code Red! Code Red! Intruders In Sector G4! Intruders In Sector G4!

Alarms blared and red lights flashed on and off in what seemed like a government facility of some type. A group of heavily armed soldiers ran down the long corridors, killing anyone who got in their way.

They stopped in front of a large sliding door. They opened the door and went inside the dimly lit laboratory, shooting and killing all the scientists inside.

In the middle of the room was a large tube filled with wires and green liquid. All the wires in the tube were connected to one thing, a child. The young boy looked to be no older than two years of age. His dark hair flowed like waves within the green liquid. Two stubby, dark purple wings grew out of his back.

One of the soldiers took off his helmet. He was bald, had tanned skin and a large white scar that ran over his left eye. He went over to the computer console of the tube the child was in.

One of the shot scientists propped himself up against one of the computer desks. He said something to the bald man; it was hard to hear his voice over the loud blare of alarms.

The bald man pulled out a handgun and shot the scientist dead between the eyes.

"NO!"

The dream left Darc in a panic. He was sitting up in his bed gasping for air, a cold sweat rolled down his brow. He fought to catch his breath and calm his senses.

"...It was just a dream," he tried to convince himself, but it wasn't the first time he had this dream. He's been having the same dream twice a month ever since his sixteenth birthday; it's been three years since then.

He looked over at his alarm clock on his bedside table; it read 3:58 am. He had classes in the morning so he had to go back to sleep. He laid back down in his bed and closed his eyes. It took until 4:30 before he fell back asleep.