A Game of Cards

Prologue: Another new start

Jay walked through the castle, wondering if it could even fix this. They had defeated all the elementals so it shouldn't have been such a big deal, but it was because if this one couldn't fix it than no one else could. And even if they tried to kill it, they might be stopped and killed. They would never get her back. They needed her. She was the only one who knew them that much, know how much they had gone through in the past year. And what if they had to go through it again? With or without knowing it, though they would always find out. They had been through this same sequence a million times, never knowing at at first, but knowing it subconsciously and finding out through their dreams, each time being slightly different, but they could never get it right. 'Maybe this time it would work?' They thought, but were very unsure of everything.

They found themself at this giant, wooden door once again, not even knowing if they should go in, not knowing if it was all worth it. They couldn't keep doing this year over, there must have been some sort of price, but they never knew what it was. They walked in, wanting her back, wanting to have her back or at least die trying, no matter what it cost.

They were faced by the same demon again. Knowing how this would go, it started taunting them again.

"Here again, hmm? You do know by now that she can't be brought back, right?" it said, waiting for they're horrid retorts. "Nothing to say to me? Come on, you used to love doing this." it laughed at them and they spat at it. "Look, you know that I can send you back again, try to save her again? Go on, do it! You'd die for her, right? Well maybe this time you can be reunited with her in hell at the end this time, what do you say?"

They looked down at the floor, knowing what they wanted and being slightly ashamed of it, but they agreed anyways. "Yes." they muttered.

"What was that, deary?" it said in it's stupid british accent. "I couldn't hear you."

"Yes, I'll do it." They repeated, louder.

"Perfect." it's face twisted into a horrific expression, leaving Jay scared for everyone's life. What if they actually got more people killed? Only time could tell. With a flash of light, they were gone, sent back to that first fateful day, with no recollection of what was to happen that year.