Author's Note: I know the prologue isn't very long and I'm sorry for that. I am actually still working on Chapter 1 so it will be a while... I will try to make this longer and better since I wrote this a long time ago. The first character seen here's name is pronounced Gr-on and his hometown is pronounced See-nee-a
Prologue
It was a dark; gloomy night as some people would call it. The streets of the small town were dark, the street lamps flickered as if threatening to burn out any minute. There was no life active, except for a big black cloud that shrouded the area. Its death-like scent infected the air around it. A figure stood in the shadows, watching the dense cloud grow bigger. It was a teenager, with dark brown hair and burning purple eyes. A triangle symbol bearing bandanna was wrapped around his forehead. He wore regular blue jeans and a pale blue shirt, and to almost anyone, he looked like any average teenager. The only exception besides the purple eyes was that he was wielding a big broad sword, which was held tightly in his hand. The teen put his hand to his head as a powerful voice forced itself into his mind. "Gron! Have you analyzed the situation?" the voice demanded. Gron just sneered at the voices impatience, "And you don't think I'm doing my job? What do you think I was doing the past three hours?" he grumbled. The voice did not respond for some time, then replied in a much sharper tone. "I am being serious Gron!Stay focused and don't do anything stupid! It's important that this mission is completed!" The voice snapped, causing Gron to wince. Gron sighed and fixed his gaze onto the expanding cloud. "You know I will complete this mission! I have to, if it means saving Senea.." and Gron's voice trailed off from there. Senea, his home, the cloud was dissolving everyone he knew and loved, and now it has broken through to the Human world. He had to complete this mission or it would mean that Senea was destroyed for nothing. "Good, now get going. It is your time yet again." the voice said, then he felt it disperse. Gron looked at the horizon, where the sun was just beginning to rise. In a flash of light, his sword vanished and was replaced by a green cell phone, which he slipped into his pocket. Gron sighed in exhaustion, he was up all night and now was to go live among the humans. Gron stepped out of the shadows and headed down the street. He headed down to his next destination. A small bus stop, then, the dreaded thing they call 'High School'.
Author's Note: Again, I'm sorry if it's too short. I will try to make it longer and less confusing. This is my first post too so.... I still hoped you enjoyed the Prologue of 'Nightshift'!
Apart from the obvious ( the shortness of the prologue) I think that it is pretty good, the descriptions are good, and your plot line is interesting even if it is slightly mysterious 
