Chaos's POV

Darkness suddenly clouded my vision. The others were fading. Panic in their eyes.

What the hell?

Pitch appeared in front of me.

"So I see they've told you," he looked down condensely to the left and right, even though I can't see the others.

"Told me what? All I've heard was blaring trumpets and something about me being a new guardian. It's a load of BS," I shrugged.

"Oh really?" Pitch said, "Then why don't you join them? After all, why would you deny that chance?"

"Of what? Working?" I scoffed in disbelief, "That's not for me."

"I'm surprised you'd say that. After all, you were working so hard to gain your birth right back."

"Don't you ever bring that up!"

"Why wouldn't I? Your friends should know about you and your story."

"I never said that anyone was my friend."

"Well then, you certainly don't like to be tied down, don't you?"

"Of course not," I scoffed at his remark, "Who would?"

"Perhaps," he smirked, "Your brother."

I'm sorry to everyone who has been waiting for this update, and sorry it's so short. I just have no ideas on where to take this book. I apologize again, but I will try to continue.