She walks in the darkness-it is all she has ever known. Arrow walks with death. It is bitter and black, and covers every step she takes. Trained from the crib to be nothing more than a death-bringer she knows she was born without a soul. The darkness is where she's comfortable and she carries the weight of her duty notched on bow-ready to fly straight and true in to her enemy's hearts. He has known love and loss-and then he finds her in the darkness...