"0.1: A glimpse in the past."

The traitor must be annihilated.

She hopes that this is just a dream. No, a nightmare... She didnt want to do this.

Those jovial days she had with this man in front of him kept playing in her mind like a broken recorder.

Catalina refused the proposal plan George had said to him.

"Let's destroy the blood council, Cata."

"i'm sorry but I cant...you know, I am one of the 21 head master/headmistress in the council. You are indeed stupid, George... Why... Just why can't you understand that... You! I mean us... In this generation is already chained in the cycle, why did you broke those shackles, we could have been happy, and safe... Us still bickering like the good old days, and stayed like that in the future with our children... Your own family and mine will be friends and allies in the future. Our own children becoming rivals and best friends like what we are. Why you are the head of the second district... You did well governing it... Why? Is it because you werent qualified to be in the council? Was it because you are in our subordinate government, the blood alliance? Did you dislike being there for more than a century?"

"because i am not happy... I felt empty and i felt disgust in myself. Destroying the council isn't an option, its a must be destroyed. And you know it, we the blood alliance saw right through the visage the council is presenting, and yet we tolerate it and fool our people, its disgusting."

Slowly she drew her sword and impales it to the heart of her once called ally.

There wasnt any hesitation to the both of them, and it broke a piece in her heart. She knew that he knew that he is going to be killed today and yet he just stood there with his favorite white hoodie, that white lab coat and that black trousers pair with those God awful military boots he usually wore whenever she visits him in his so called home.

Blood gushed out and the man coughed some of it out. She felt aghast as she felt some splatter of his blood stained her. She was mortified but she didn't show it by still looking at him with a poker face.

Viridiscent eyes stared at her icy blue ones, those vibrant eyes stared at her with mischief as if he knew it all along as his knees sank on the asphalt floor.

There were a few moments of silence before she heard him chuckled good naturedly. That sound that reminds her of his laugh as they threw sarcastic remarks whenever they see each other.

"Catalina i always told you that being too stubborn might kill you someday, also you are still quite naïve if i may add. I wouldn't be surprise if the child in your womb would be just like you. You are like a rose Catalina, beautiful, selfish, and fragile yet you are dangerous. You have thorns to protect yourself and you prick those who wanted to touch you... And Your heart if i may add... However in the flower language roses usually represents love... And love isn't love without pain... I don't know if you get what i am trying to say but i hope your child wouldn't be like a rose for i know sooner or later it will also drew blood for those whoever desire to touch its heart." he genuinely says to her with concern which made her eyes widen at what he had just said.

"i wont regret what i just said and what you have just done. Though it hurts a lot... You stabbed it like how you stabbed that roasted turkey when we were young...I just want to tell you please never trust the council and what i have might said to insult your beloved husband earlier, that bloody bastard. However i wish you and your child to live freely and well even though you have that blasted curse running in your veins." he continued as he ignores the pain while his body slowly turns into ashes.

"everyone thought i was mad and a freak but you always believe in me and thought i was awesome in an insane way. I may be insane but i felt normal when i am with you. Oh, let me clear something in this long speech of mine cata...to be honest I dont love you nor hate you, i just 'love' how you made me 'hate' someone and that is you, only you...thank you for being my rival and my inspiration, cata-" and he was gone.

Meanwhile Catalina started to regret what she just done, she just killed her childhood friend and rival just because of what he just said.

She knew George was a spy but not like this, he was planning to destroy the council and make a new kind of government. For her, tradition is important part in her life and just changing it for what he called for the future makes her cringe, it felt like it would be a disaster... It will be a new world. A world she didnt know and it scared her. Too much freedom could result chaos in their world... She knew humans and the half breeds always desire equality among the pure bloods such as them... Vampires, Nymphs, spirits, werebeings...and others. although there weren't any discrimination in their society, there are still races that secretly wants to eradicate other races.

It was the survival of the species... The society they lived on up till now and there is no denying that in whatever parallel world they are living in, there will be hierarchy.

She grew up in a traditional family and she loves to preserve the tradition and the culture... And yet a part of herself hated it because she felt trapped in a box.

She hated him.

She always envied him, and loves that foolish part of him.

The world may be bright in the future, maybe... If they just change some part of the system of the governance they are living in.

The world is the canvas of the painting, she heard it once from him, and the sketch or the draft was us beings choice at what we want and need... However the colours is the choice of fate and destiny... 'The sky isnt always blue, cata...' he once said. 'it could be bright orange with a little hint of yellow and a bit of red like oranges, peaches, lemons, apples... Uh that made me hungry, oh and...and.. It could be dark blue or pitch black so the tiny freaking gazillion stars and this moon that have so many phases shines like the crystals in your chandelier at your home or that glitters that you love. Oh, how much i hate you right now cata for influencing me to be such sappy man. I hate you.'

'oh sorry to say but you dont have a choice for i am the only one you can talk to... Oh sooo awkward, sarcastic and genius George...' she said with a grin at him as she sips the tea that he made.

'i wish he could make a decent tea.' she complained as she snatch some biscuits he made.

'i'm not your servant... and you just barge in my home, your rivals home just because you felt suffocated by your family and your beloved lover.'

'but i love that part of him, the way he tries to make a decent meal just to make me happy... And George you call this a home, this is a science museum and laboratory.' she said as she played with her long and wavy argent locks

'this is my home, so shoo... I am enjoying my time here with...'

'with what?'

'my research and my pets.'

'you call that Cerberus, a pet? I thought us vampires loathed those kind of species... Dogs... If you know what i mean.'

'its the society, culture, and tradition thats making a fuss out of these stupid stuffs. Cece is a very cute companion rather than you.'

'oh. Then i wont go, i'll stay here tonight... Oh wait i think Lazuli will be a great companion to your Cece.'

'that dragon... That freaking dragon that just chewed up my serpents... I hate him.'

'dont talk to laz like that... He's just hungry at that time.'

'i hate you... Oh by the way those treats you've been munching on is full of calories... I wouldnt be surprise if those ties in your corset would snap out one day, that would be a happiest day of my life.'

'i hate you.' she glared at him.

'the pleasure is mine.' he said with a bright smile, his viridiscent eyes twinkled in mischief as his silky auburn locks swayed by cold breeze by the ocean of the second district.

She didnt know what to do at the moment as she watch the wind blew his ashes, suddenly she heard footsteps behind her, she turned around and saw her beloved with her friends.

...

The start of the new generation will be in the hands and continued by their children.

They knew it... Catalina knew it, and so were the others that their death will be executed soon, and they must accept it.

The prophecy that fox spirit once said to them.

The rebellion of the forgotten ones will be mark in their history and it is all because of a young man that governs the third district and the curse he and his family held in secret is still running through his veins.

He is the last carrier of the curse and he will not regret of being the one who could carry it.

The insanity they had in the world and chaotic society they live in.

Which one of the sentinels will be the first one to shatter?

Who will be the next traitor?

And who will mend the young man who is already shattered to begin with?

Like a kaleidoscope their destiny will end in one fate.

...

Filler chap.

Hope you guys like the prologue-ish chapter...

I'm busy with my work... And it's hellish... The gossips... The work loads... The budgeting of your salary...

Ugh... I wish i could buy tickets for the bts concert.

Rapmon... Is my bias...