CHASE

Prologue

23 March, 2004

A young man, about eighteen to nineteen years old, stood in front of Queen. His courage was unimaginable and he wasn't ready to back down. His brown hair, oceanic blue eyes were appalling his beauty.

He had a fighter body and his oceanic blue eyes sparked the fury to kill the Queen of Amethyst, Cersei Aphelion. His hands were tied, his lips were painted with dry blood. His armor clothes were ragged shape. He looked at his lover being handcuffed and ragged cloth stuff in her mouth. She was unconscious. He had expected an attack from the Queen, but not this soon, to leave me unprepared.

His memories of past life haunted him for revenge. In his past life, he was the ruler of the Kingdom with a beautiful family. The greedy and evil people killed them. He wanted to avenge his family. He had a fire in his blood to kill all the witches in Amethyst.

"Give up, boy," Queen of Amethyst, Cersei spoke, " You're in no shape to fight me, and nor the girl."

"The kingdom is mine," He growled at her.

Cersei chuckled at his words, " I won the kingdom fair and square when I was six years old. You were busy mourning for your beloved wife, Dimitri."

"You father played a dark role in my previous life! They killed my wife and children! I let you kill me to quench your thirst for revenge and wipe dark seed grown inside you!" he spat at her.

"That was in a previous life. But you're not Dimitri anymore. Not the king, not the powerful man anymore. You're Hunter Di' Francescantonio. Just farmer, not a ruler! And your sweetheart is just country girl, Amelia!" she snapped at him, "I am the queen."



1 April 1983

Dimitri laid soulless on the floor. His face was pale as a dead body. His soul was sucked from him by the Prince of Amethyst, Aiden, and the King of Prism, Nico. They had formed an alliance to kill King Dimitri.

Dimitri's wife, Valeriya on her knees was beside him, crying. She was caressing his face. Her agony was in vain. She never knew her loved ones could hurt her. They killed her husband and her children. They had bound her powers. She had no powers to fight against them. The cruel laughter of them tore her heart apart.

"Riya," Nico called her out, "Don't cry for him. Let's go to our room."

"So, when is your wedding, my Lord?" Aiden chuckled at the eagerness of his partner to get his sweetheart to their room

"You should ask Valeriya," he chuckled.

She closed her eyes in anger. She couldn't bear what they were saying. A married woman, who had lost her husband in front of eyes her best friend, wants her to marry her best friend, the one who killed her husband? She felt disgusted and ashamed of befriending him.

She made the decision to give her life to Dimitri. She once promised that she won't use her secret power, to Dimitri. She can give her life to save him. But what's the use of promise when he is not waking up?

"Othella, give me strength," she muttered under her breath. She leaned over to Dimitri and kissed him slowly giving away her life as his soul slowly took over him. She felt her soul slowly fading and could faintly feel his touch.

Nico and Aiden were confused. Their spine ran cold. The jar was Dimitri's soul was kept began to shake vigorously and fell down. Thud! The jar fell open and a smoky thing came out of it.

Valeriya pushed the sword to his hand and said her last words," I love you."

His eyes opened as her eyes closed. Life to be taken for life to be alive. He felt her small body lifeless on his chest. Dimitri slowly rises up. He realized that she sacrificed her life for him. She died for him. He gripped the sword with anger and agony. Gods were cruel. The twist of fates was the last thing he expected.

He hugged her in pain and he used his power to make the sword fly and ran straight into their neck and they all fell dead. His eyes shined with anger and hugged his dead wife. He was muttering inaudible words in her mouth. He wishes he had the power to bring her back to life.

"Next life, I save will you."

From behind, the young girl watched her father die. She had a knife in her hand and slowly moved forward and plunged the knife into Dimitri's chest.

They died.

In each other's arms.