I wish I could tell you that you’ll be loved. That you’ll be safe and cared for and protected. But this isn’t the time for lies. What you are going to be, Melody, is very very brave. But not as brave as they all have to be. Because there’s somebody coming. I don’t know where he is, or what he’s doing, but trust me. He’s on his way. There’s a man who’s never going to let us down. And not even an army can get in the way. He’s the last of his kind. He looks young but he’s lived for hundreds and hundreds of years. And wherever they take you, Melody, however scared you are, I promise you, you will never be alone. Because this man is your father. He has a name, but the people of our world know him better… as the Last Centurion.