Prolouge
A large figure dashed away from the six powerful warriors. He let a tear drop from his eye as his brother fell to the ground, dead. He continued on.
“I will avenge you, Xaviar.” He said, looking back at the dead body on the ground “You will all pay!” The man continued away, dashing at the acid wasteland. Just before reaching the land that would surely kill him if he entered, he hurled himself into the air. He didn’t go back down. The darkness continued pushing him up until he was far enough away from the planet of Elemento to avoid its gravity. He proceeded along in space, moving away from the planets rotating about the large celestial body made up of pure light and nothing else.
He would not be seen for 1600 years.
“And that is the story of the Black Knight, you two.” Lt. Surge was sitting in front of his two sons, reading from the large book in front of him. “The history of Elemento” it said on the cover.
“Daddy,” The seven year old boy said “wasn’t that written 1594 years ago? It says that on the cover! He’ll be back soon!”
“Woah!” The man said “I just noticed that!” He wasn’t being cute for the kids. He really was surprised to see the date was indeed 1594 years ago. The predictions the man that made this particular one were usually right. This one was likely no different.
“Liat, Tor, time for dinner!” a voice yelled from the kitchen. The twin brothers got up and ran into the kitchen. Lt. Surge hid his worry and concern with a large smile as he read the next sentence.
“Six children of thirteen years will stop this horrible man from destroying the world when he returns.”
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I know this may be a little unclear, but that is how I think of a prolouge. Something you can't understand that you can go back and read after the book is done and understand every word.

