They say a picture can say a thousand words. A memory or a moment in time frozen forever for others to see and wonder over. Ask questions of what was happening in that particular moment? Who the people were? What was so special about it? Where it was taken and by whom? Yet not every picture is a simple as it seems. Not every description or imaginative thought is accurate as one may hope. As such was the case for seven rather ordinary girls, or at least they had been lead to believe they were. Each had been blissfully unaware of the secret either one or both their parents had kept from them, unaware just how much their simple lives would change when they turned twenty one or how important they would become to a realm associated with the demon kind.

In a mansion in an unknown area of America three mysterious and well dressed men stepped through a mirror, a sigh of relief escaping each of them upon seeing the lavish interior of the mansion they would be calling home until they had done what they had been sent to do. On the table before them were seven neatly created file folders, each with a name and a picture of the girl it was intended for as well as the places they could be found. Information of which parent it was to make the deal they had come to collect attached to the sandy brown file by a paper-clip. The taller of the three men could only look over the seven pictures, quickly figuring such a task in which they had been given by their father wouldn't be easy. Already seeing they were innocent especially when it come to the truth on what truly happened to each of them all those years ago and why at least one of their parents had made the deal they had come to collect on.

"I'll try and convince these two" spoke the one dressed entirely in black, several different tattoos dotting his visible skin. His voice soft as he picked up the file with the names Letha Kay and Morgan Devitt on. Seeing how different the two young women were from each other. One had glowing sun kissed skin, emerald green eyes and flowing natural blond hair, the other had fair skin, jet black hair and eyes as dark as night. He watched as the smaller of three three picked up the file of another two, this time with the names of Mercedes Moore and Star Skye written neatly at the top, the two women appearing similar, only their skin tone and eye colour really separating them. Mercedes had caramel toned skin, brown eyes and what appeared to be silky naturally black hair, where as Star had striking icy blue eyes, the darkest black hair curt short to suit her style and smooth olive skin tone.

"I guess I've got these three" spoke the taller of the three men, like the others dressed in an entirely black suit unsure how he was going to convince the three women, what he was going to tell them wasn't some wildly imaginative story and he hadn't completely lost it. He soon looked over the pictures, seeing the first was a blond haired blue eyed woman, much like Letha one that his brother had picked up, naturally tone and sun kissed skin. Another pictured had lush dark brown hair, eyes to match, she seemed confident and ready for anything sent her way. The final one he was sure would be a challenge waiting for him, her brown locks messy as if she had stood in the blowing winds, blue eyes with a hint of wildness in them much like his best friend would have and her smile showing the crazy nature that hid behind her blue eyes.

"If we don't succeed the first time, we'll have to try again" whispered the smallest of the three men, a beard growing on his cheeks much like one did for each of his brothers. "Providing they don't think we're completely mad" he added with the same Irish ascent as before, looking to the two women he had chosen and quickly noticing someone would notice if at least one of the two he had picked were missing. Something he suspected would be the same with a few of the other girls too. "Off to Cleveland and Pensacola I go" finished the smaller well dressed man as he smiled his normal iconic one to his two brothers, soon disappearing into thin air as if he had never been there, taking the files with him. He knew there was a chance a part of the deal struck had already taken place with some of the girls, or at least with one of their parents. The parent to make the deal would take hold in the order they had made the deal in. The last to go would be one of Aleister's, although he hoped the girls knew of their coming, but doubted it was the case. Their parents no doubt tricking themselves the deal they had made was a vivid dream they had so long ago, even when the mark of the man they had made the deal with was burnt into their left forearm as a permanent reminder of what had taken place.

"Remind me again why we volunteered?" muttered the smaller of the two men remaining, knowing rather well trouble could be caused on a massive scale if the taller man to his side lost his temper. The short fuse he had wouldn't help any situation, much like each were aware there was little he wouldn't do to get the job he was tasked with done. "Come on Seth we all know you have a short temper span" uttered the icy eyed man, quickly pretending to scratch an itch just below his eye where the his crescent moon tattoo resided. He knew for sure his brother who represented Wrath was far worse than most, only one or two could outdo him when it come to causing havoc hence why the council had opted to keep them within the boundaries of the realm. Only to be freed upon the mortal world when absolutely necessary.

"God only knows why you and Finn volunteered for this. But Bray insisted I come since you two would need help with the feisty one" responded Seth revealing he hadn't actually volunteered for anything, instead the council member who could see both past and future events had sent him along knowing their would be difficultly with at least one of the special seven. Although he was curious of which it was, much like Bray had insisted he go instead of the much calmer Drew. Often times he believed Bray was trying to help them along with something when he had seen reluctance from one of the princes. "Should be interesting not like we can go up to them and say I'm one of the seven princes of hell and your mum or dad made a deal with the devil to resurrect you back when you were a kid. Also you have to come with me to hell and marry one of the princes and live there for an eternity" muttered Seth his voice already dripping with sarcasm although he could clearly see his brother didn't think that was a bad idea, even when the consequences for such a thing would probably be hilarious for the princes to watch and Bray to see.

"Might not be a bad idea" commented Aleister a smirk on his lips suggesting he was at least going to try it on one of the two he had chosen to retrieve. "One of my two is a bar tender" added the smaller of the two brothers, quickly seeing the look the younger of the two was sending his way. The 'You're an idiot' Look Seth had all but become famous for. "I know that look, its the same one you send Baron's way when he isn't winding the fuse down" added the older of the two brothers, the smirk only getting wider the more he wound his brother up, watching as the dark haired taller man shook his head before walking towards the door, fading as he did so in order to fetch the three he had been left to collect. Assured the rooms the girls would be staying in for the short period they were in the mansion were set up and waiting for them.

Aleister on the other hand looked down at the two files, amidst a small battle in his own mind of which he should attempt to retrieve first. Quickly deciding on Morgan Devitt, as well as how someone had put the place she worked and her normal schedule in the folder for him. Upon scanning over it, he soon disappeared from his spot, appearing outside a bar which appeared as if it had seen better days from the outside yet was also still in its prime from the people walking in and out with smiles on their lips. The smell of bar food soon invaded his nostrils, mixing with the stench of alcohol wafting through the air. Upon entering the bar named Shimmer, he was met with the dark mahogany bar against the wall to the left, doors leading to the kitchen and restrooms on the back wall, random pictures of employees laughing and smiling perfectly framed and displayed around the large open room. Yet no seemed to notice his presence, instead they carried on with their daily routine as if he was just another drifter entering to try something new.

"Excuse me" softly spoke Aleister as he gently got the attention of the passing waitress, a friendly smile placed on his lips as he let go of her arm once she turned to face, a kind smile of her own sent his way although curiosity sparkled in her hazel eyes. "I'm looking for Morgan Devitt, is she here?" he asked, noticing how that curiosity turned to worry upon him mentioning he was looking for one of her co-workers, although neglecting to say why. She soon point over to the bar, the dark haired woman in question walking from the back staffroom as if to start her shift or returning from her peaceful break. Her dark eyes glassy as if she had an argument with someone or had been given terrible news about something or someone. "Thank you" finished Aleister as he strutted towards the bar, taking a seat in her area, while trying to work out what he could say to her. How he could even begin to explain what she was apart of and what her future would be.

"What can I get you?" asked the black haired woman, her tears disappearing in an instant being replaced with a smile, friendly and welcoming. "Also Alice over there says you were asking for me" she added a questioning tone lingering in her soothing voice, it was moments like these when he truly began to question what Bray truly knew of future events or if his father knew what the seven children he brought back from death were going to grow up into. He could pride himself in knowing the picture of this particular special one didn't do her much justice, instead it vastly underwhelmed her stunning beauty as he suspected others did too.

"I'll let you choose what I have" confidently spoke Aleister, hoping he stood out far more with his words than he had with his original entrance. "I'm Aleister by the way" he added as she began to move behind the bar to get him something to drink, although she appeared unsure as she moved some of her jet black locks from her line of vision. He soon began to adjust his black tie as he began to once again think over what he was going to say. He had quickly figured she was far more intelligent than he would have originally given her credit for. Much like he wondered if Bray foresaw how all of this would go and which the man known as the Hidden Demon had seen as the feisty one, although he also knew he would find out soon enough.

Elsewhere in the Realm of Inferno, Kane walked into the Council Chamber, his presence alone demanding respect and attention from anyone walking the halls of his grand castle. The mask he wore often striking fear into those who dare stand against him in battle. The hooded figure sat at the table surrounded by small glowing lights like little fireflies. His laugh could strike fear into anyone who would think of attacking the kingdom. Another across from him dressed entirely in black, his face painted in black and white. The final of the three occupants, stood in the shadows of the furthest corner, dressed in a long flowing leather coat, a black velvet hat perched upon his head. A menacing look on his features, as he bowed to the man he called King and brother.

"Are the order in which the girls say with each prince set?" asked Kane as he walked swiftly in the fire lit room, nodding to suggested he had once again seen the bows of respect sent his way by those who made up his council. The polished wooden furniture, sending off the glow of the candles set upon them. The hooded figure could only slide a piece of parchment over to the king, seeing as he read over the lists written there and the name of each of the future princess was written at the top in neat hand writing. The black ink still wet suggesting the conversation and decision had recently been reached. The man with the black and white face pain, sitting close to the ink bottle and quill like used to write out the lists for each Princess's stay at the seven smaller kingdoms.

"Which do you see to be the next king Bray?" asked the figure in the shadows, watching as the hooded one surrounded by the firefly lights looked to the king as if looking for approval, a smirk gracing his lips upon seeing Kane take a seat at the head of the carved wooden table. Clearly interested in which of his seven sons would take his place one day and rule a united seven kingdoms, as well as hopefully succeed where he had previously failed on several occasions. Especially with the war. He often wondered if peace could ever be achieved much like he wounded if one of the seven girls three of his boys had been sent to retrieve, could hold the answer to his questions on peace.

"So many possibilities" uttered Bray as he once again used his magic to look into future events. "Journeys to be had, wars to be fought, betrayal of one of your own sons and love. Peace shall come when the most unexpected son takes your place as king" added the Seer, a smile gracing his lips as the future he had been gifted with seeing. "United together as one the Demons, Shades and Seekers will be. Peace will be. But trails and heartbreak lies ahead, all seven sins must be faced, only six will be conquered in unity" finished Bray as his eyes turned from the white to his normal blue. His riddles clearly having been heard from those in the room, Kane especially could at least be relieved his greatest failure as king would be put right with his successor. Although he also worried that one of his beloved children was also working against him, much like he wondered if his daughter would finally accept her role as Princess even when she was a Shade.

"I'll keep a close watch on each of your boys" muttered the figure in the shadows. He could still remember when he had rejected the offer to be king when his father had died thousands of years prior. Never once in all that time had he regretted his decision, instead he had watched his younger brother thrive, ruling with the intention of peace and abolishing old laws against Seeks and Shades using magic in the kingdom. Tirelessly had he worked to correct the wrong doing of his predecessor, although it had done little to clench the hatred of the Seekers who still seen the demons as their enemies and destroyers of the peace. "I'll also watch Alexa from a distance, although I believe Seth has that covered" added the man known as the Undertaker or the Angel of Death. Always taking his duty to ferry the souls of the dead no matter their species to the next peaceful world. The memory of when Kane had called upon him to bring the last prophecy his wife told true still fresh to him as it was to most in the room especially Sting who had played a vital part.

"And I will watch the girls. Keep the soul of their parent safe until the deal is fulfilled" mumbled Sting as he looked around those he had called friend for thousands of years, remembering when they were just children rather than feared demons of the mortal world. "I will help Bray answer their questions when the time comes" added the black and white painted man, a smirk appearing on his features, especially when he knew it was a new territory for all involved, but especially for the princes, they knew with the arrival of the princesses would mean the start of their father preparing to step down as king, thrust every decision they made and every action they took would be watched closely.

"Someone might want to train the feisty one to fight" spoke Bray, breaking the silence that had be felled the four men, he knew he couldn't mention her name but could at least say what part of her personality stood out. "She will be a strong warrior when properly trained and she doesn't want to be a traditional princess" added the seer, a bright grin coming to his lips as he knew each of he girls would contribute something different to the overall realm and especially change each of the princes in a different way. Much like the he and the others in the room were sure the girls would be subjected to around the clock protection to minimise the risk the rebel Seekers posed to them, upon her arrival to the realm, maybe even before if the Seekers had been using their ancient magic to keep watch on the girls over the years as the demons themselves had done.

A/N – I only own Letha Kay. Morgan Devitt belongs to Paige SJ Black, Mercedes Moore belongs to Lady Foxy Fox and Star Skye belongs to SapphireAngelus. All used with permission. I do not own the wrestlers mentioned. No Copyright intended.