Death’s Awakening 📝by📝 SarraCannon

Story Highlights!

Life is about to become a nightmare…
Sixteen-year-old Parrish Sorrows lives in the shadow of her prodigy sister, ignored by her parents and shunned as an outsider at her private school.
But today, everything changes.
An ancient evil awakens, spreading a magical virus that will kill millions in a matter of weeks. When the dead begin to awaken, survivors must battle an enemy they can’t even begin to comprehend. But as the rest of the world is dying, a mysterious power inside Parrish is reborn. A power that reveals she’s the key to saving what’s left of the world.

Celine Ernesto T, Preme owner/President at 009 Corporation.

Death’s Awakening, is brought to you by 009 Corporation.

💰Starting💰

Prologue: The Witch
by SarraCannon

In a land not our own…

The young witch hesitated at the edge of the forest. She’d followed the old man through the city many times, but had never followed him into the woodland.
She stepped into the shadows and watched as Tobias Prague disappeared through the seal. Her heart raced. The Council had given her explicit orders never to go beyond the borders of the town’s magical seal. They’d said it was too dangerous and that a young witch of only sixty years would never be able to handle herself beyond the city’s gate.
But Tobias was up to something. She could feel it deep in her bones. She couldn’t lose him now.
The witch wrapped her fingers around the edge of the stone building and peered nervously toward the gate. She should stay behind like she always did. She should do as she’d been told.
But she was so tired of following the rules. She’d been following their rules her whole life and where had it gotten her?
Nowhere. After everything she’d done for them, the elders still treated her like a child.
A useless child.
She was sick of being underestimated. Deep in her heart, she knew she was meant for big things. Important things.
She bit her lip and held her breath. She was running out of time. If she didn’t hurry, Tobias would be so far ahead, she’d never catch up to him.
The witch glanced back toward the brightly lit streets of the capital city, and when she was sure she would not be seen, she pulled the dark silk hood over her head and she stepped off the stone path and into the forest.
The seal shimmered briefly as she passed through. A sweet heat ignited deep within her, spreading from head to toe as her magical powers were set free. She had forgotten how delicious those powers could be outside the magic-free zones of the bigger cities. It had been years since she’d been allowed to feel her full power coursing through her body, and even then, it had been under careful supervision.
For a moment, she was breathless. Giddy. Then the sound of footsteps ahead reminded her of her purpose. She needed to find the old man and figure out just what he was really up to out here.
She was tempted to use her fire to light her way, but she was afraid Tobias might see her. She resigned herself to darkness and continued her pursuit.
The forest floor was mossy and green, wet from the recent rain. There were two moons tonight, and she could see her way easily enough once her eyes adjusted. In the distance, she could hear a winterbird singing.
It took her a while to find the old man’s trail. He must have been very diligent about covering his tracks, but his caution only pushed her to search harder. If he was simply out for a stroll, he wouldn’t have bothered. Besides, now that she’d passed through the seal, her absence would be known. Everyone who passed in and out was tagged and recorded. When she returned, she’d have to answer to the elders.
They would be angry with her, but maybe if she had something valuable to report to them, they would forgive her for disobeying them.
At first, she saw no sign of Tobias. She was worried she’d lost him completely. Then, a strange stirring in her heart told her to go east, toward the river. Whenever she felt lost, she stopped again and listened to that strange tugging deep within.
After several minutes, a noise up ahead caught her ear.
The witch crept forward as silently as a fox and hid behind a large tree covered with dark red thorns.

STORY TO BE CONTINUED