text: "Roy... Wake up... Roy wake up!" A soft woman's voice filled the room for a moment. "Boy! Wake up boy!!!" A shadow spluttered as the boy opened his eyes. A small room housed them both, one door was all that separated them from freedom and nothing but a dying candle kept them from the dark. Each curled into their own corners waiting for nothing. "What do you want..?" Replied the boy as his tired eyes struggled to see through the darkness covering the voice. "Whats your name boy?" The shadow beckoned. "I haven't got a name, none of us have you know that." There was a moment silence before the shadow broke it with a snigger. "Then were are you from boy?" The shadow grew smaller. "Nowhere" He replied. "I was born here". "Was you now? Well who's ya father then?" The shadow shrunk and the man was nearly visible. "I don't know." "And your mother?" The boy hesitated. "I don't remember her." His voice broke. "And who are you?" The voiced asked his last question after a pause. "I'm nobody" Answered the boy. Outside the door screams of dying men could be heard calling for their mothers. "Its a bad idea to sleep boy, bad things can happen when people like us dream." The shadow was now replaced with a very feint glow from the candle. A man hurled in the corner chained to the wall with no eyes stared into the darkness. "How did you know I was sleeping? How did you know I was here?" The boy asked. "I could see you" Answered the man with no eyes. "How can you see me you have no eyes?" The boy asked bewildered. "You don't need eyes to see you little shit. I've seen things beyond the needs of eyes. I have loved a hundred lives, bed a bed a hundred wives and died a hundred deaths! And now my journey ends here with the likes of you." The boy understood but didn't respond. "So whats your number, boy?" The boy didn't reply. "I said whats your number, you motherless bastard!" He raised his voice to try and get a rise out of his cellmate. "101..." The boy whispered. "101?... You must be special then." The room stood deadly silent for a long time while the two men lay in the dark. "They'll be here soon, for me, for you. For all of us" The stranger broke the silence. "I know, that's why id rather sleep through it" Replied 101. The eyeless man let out a hearty laugh as he tried to stand. "Can you hear them? Climbing the walls? How high do you think we are? Ten feet? A hundr-" "I don't care." The boy interrupted. "I don't care how high we are, how long it will take them to get here, or how loud you'll scream while they skin you alive. I just want to sleep. So fuck off and shut it." Footsteps could be heard climbing a thousand steps below. "Its only a matter of time now" The eyeless man mumbled. "This is bad time and place for people like us. They say the men of the east can shoot fire from their hands because of their scientists. The west is riddled with disease and death. And the north and south wage war over the right of the cornerstone. " The boys ears pricked up. "You know about the cornerstone?" Asked the eyeless man. "Whoever holds the cornerstone holds the world in their mercy, and the one hundred are sworn to protect it." The boy looked down in disappointment. "At least I'll die with another of my kind." The man said quietly. "Don't pretend you don't know who I am boy, I know who you are." The footsteps outside the door grew louder as the boy turned to face the eyeless stranger. "I am the first of my hundred, and you are the first of yours. Born and die to protect the stone." The boy stared in silence and looked towards the ground again. "Born and die to protect the stone." He whispered to himself. The eyeless man was standing now, standing much taller than he looked. Candlelight shined onto his rotted skin and wherever the light touched grew younger in what seemed like decades. "Born and die to protect the stone. Remember those words boy, or you may forget yourself." Said the first. "What does it matter anyway the reavers will kill is any moment now!" The boy exclaimed. "Aye, they will." Confessed the first. "We will both be eaten alive and theres nothing we can do, so lie down, close your eyes and until we meet again. Born and die to protect the stone." The boy lay still and closed his eyes as the door crashed open, he didn't dare open his eyes as he heard the eyeless man scream in agony. "BORN... AND DIE... BY THE STONE!!" The room stood still as the words left the dead mans lips, the boy felt the world moving around him and heard sounds of steel hitting steel, explosions and automatons. Before the noise could deafen him forever, a soft woman's voice spoke out. "Roy.. Wake up Roy..". This is just a short story/prologue I had a go at today.