Prologue

"Kamada, enter!" Sylvia commanded.
She was still into the Truth Water at the fire circle surrounding six innocent students at a high school in The Real World.
Kamada came into the Seeing Room with a sheepish look spread across his scruffy face. Sylvia's eyes were glazing with anger and Kamada knew too well that he was in deep trouble. Sylvia, for the time being, was lost for words. Kamada took this time to distract himself with the elegance of this magnificent room.
The ceilings stretched to an enormous height of fifty feet. The ceiling had The Prophecy of Time inscribed across it in bold, cursive, gold lettering. He studied the last line of the Prophecy. "In the end, only the pure shall prevail."
That will change. Kamada thought with a smirk.
He looked around the room a bit longer. There were three sets of bookshelves filled with books on every imaginable subject, all reaching the ceiling. The walls were a deep magenta with gold crown molding. In the center of the room there was a large violet cauldron with the Truth Water bubbling inside. The cauldron sat in the center of a glass table. The Seeing Room would be quite enchanting if it weren't for Sylvia's fiery eyes piercing every soul that entered the room.
"Kamada! you are going to reveal their identities!" Sylvia said in an icy voice.
"I apologize, madam, but isn't that what was supposed to happen?" he inquired.
"No, you idiot! Not all of them, just the girl's brother you imbecile! Get out of my sight!"
Her words simply meant that Kamada was never to cross Sylvia's path again unless summoned or if he had a death wish.
The Chosen Six will not prevail! Sylvia though as she watched Kamada leave the room.