I have a question for you. It may sound odd, but it's very important. Like, very important. Life or death important . . . okay, that was a little dramatic on my side. My co-writer is staring at me so I should probably get to the point. Here it is:

Have you ever heard of the Forgotten Ones?

No?

Well, I suppose we are called the "Forgotten Ones" for a reason. I'd honest to Re be impressed if you knew who we were. We are also known as the Inter-Universal Protectors, but that's nowhere near as cool. Well, I don't think it is. (My co-writer is shaking his head. I wish he would let me write in peace until we come to his chapters, but he insisted that we write this part together. Something about the plot making no sense unless we acknowledged there were two of us telling the story).

Moving swiftly along. I will be telling majority of the story since, well, you'll find out. I suppose this is more of a letter of greeting, though we won't be introducing ourselves just yet. I'm sure you will figure out who we are as the story goes on. Or we'll just tell you. One or the other.

I say this is a story. It's not a story. It's the truth. It's what happened. It's – (yes, I know I'm getting carried away. Let me be dramatic! It builds up tension!).

The next question:

Which one of us should go first?

Me?

Great. Let's begin.

Unknown (at this point in time, of course) xx