Prologue

"Its almost over. We have them where we want them. We'll finally be able to rest."
"It is never truly over but the justice we are after is finally approaching."
We stood on the battle ground, where a war was fought just hours before. We won this battle, with only two more foes to fell. I knew this would be it. I held his hand, strong hands they were. After all the hurt and suffering we've both been through, after this battle the calm was due to us. In a matter of days we've vanquished our villains, but not all. There was work to do and we would do it no matter what it would take. We may not live to see the end of the month, but we would not die in vain. Our friends who have fallen, our loved ones stolen from us, they would never be forgotten. Their deaths were tragic, but not all of them lost their lives for nothing like my family did. Like his family. Two souls with one purpose. I look out to the field, the ashes that lay there, the blood and the few bodies.
"We lost so few this time, they lost a great many." he stated.
"No loss is few, not one." I argue.
"Lets get home and get some rest, the rest will have to wait. We have one more battle before this is truly over." He repeated my words. He took my hand and we left. I know I should take care of those who have fallen, I should lay their carnal bodies to rest, but that too can wait. They aren't going anywhere. Their energies left their bodies, just an empty vessel.