Chapter 1

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 I was on top of one of the tallest buildings, where I sat with my legs crisscrossed in a meditative state and noticed the peaceful night. I also noticed how quiet it is, dispite seeing the busy streets. There's nothing but the blowing wind, even though I don't feel it. As a Vampire, I stopped aging. When I became a newborn, I didn't think of nothing, but for the thrill of the hunt, the abilities that I gain to survive and the hunger for blood. But now, I'm more than a mere vampire. I'm also a creature that ceased to exist some time ago.

As for my ability, I can see the future, which is many ways that help me survive and being able to know it, before things happen have saved me countless times, and in many battles. One of those battles happened two years ago with my brother, Seth. Yes, oh, yes, Seth is my brother who fought against me and the royal family. Seth who'd been exiled to the Dark Woods and brought back an army to create a war almost bringing this society to ruins.

Seth nearly succeeded again by creating his own army of experimental werewolves. We fought hard against him, but in the end, it was the gift that Hecate left us, who fought against him. That very gift was my daughter.

Though my ability has prepared me to save many lives, none had prepared me to know my daughter was Hecate's powerful gift, and that is what worries me. Because once, I had a premonition of a dangerous future, one, my daughter, Sara, and my brother, Seth. It's a future that I'm trying to prevent.

When Seth was defeated, we put him at the highest and well-guarded prison named Willow Forest, but I fear it wasn't enough to hold him. Knowing my brother, he's clever enough to find a way out. Maybe a little too clever. Now, I may not know what he's planning, however, I know it can not be good, it never is with my brother. All I hope is that he is still locked up, but I feared the worst. I had my eyes closed as I meditated and tried to get an idea on what Seth's plan is, even though, is not a perfect picture.

I took a long deep breath, feeling my eyes twitching around.

...

Minutes later, I found myself waking up with a loud moan. I'm lying on the ground, seeing only my daughter and my brother standing in the middle of a circle created by wounded warriors. It was like in the old west with no one around and they were the only ones in the open standing 10 feet apart. But instead of pistols, both had their own set of magical abilities, and both are equally powerful. I gasped as I watched them powered up and started glowing. One was dark and daunting to look at, let alone describe. The other, however, is a different story altogether. She was a beauty, and her glow took the shape of a phoenix. So powerful, so fierce, you can feel its power. But even all that power wasn't enough. Seth managed to stab her from behind. I yelled in anguish as I closed my eyes, keeping myself from seeing the reality before me.

...

I opened my eyes, screaming and breathing heavily. I looked around realizing that it was just that...A vision. Still, it felt so real and scary.

"Sara," I whispered, hearing my voice shivered. Funny, I never thought I could, considering I'm a vampire mix. But something about that vision was so different, much more personal. Maybe because family is involved, my daughter and my brother in a battle over power.

The worst part, the future that I worked too hard to prevent may be coming true. I tried to relax, stop to admire the silence up here and hear the wind passing through. Sounds like a blow dryer against your hair. I wished I could feel it, but I didn't even get a slight tangle. I got up and walked over the edge of the building, looking over Phantom Moon. Watching things, considering people had been disappearing out of nowhere and it wouldn't bother me as it is normal around here as being bitten by a werewolf or getting transformed by a fairy with a swirl of a wand. However, what concerns me is that those people appeared dead in a different place, and also, all these victims are young and around my daughter's 17 year old age. It's one of the reasons why I send my wife and our daughter away. I think about them often and wish I could be with them right now. I can't, though, not when the work isn't quite done. It is my duty, not only as a royal, but as a guardian. This is something I can't let go.

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