This is my first ever fanfic. I just thought I try my luck in this writing business. And this is not Beta-ed so sorry for the unintentional mistake.

Disclaimer : I do not own Kyou Kara Maou. Sadly.

Prologue

"Are you sure we should do this?" A black figure turned around to his partner.

"Are you willing to die should you fail to comply?" The partner asked back.

'I hate it when she does that.' "Fine. We'll do it but you do the summoning. I want nothing to do with that…that…that thing." He shivered at the thought of that.

"Chicken," was his partner only response.

The both of them were standing in front of an ancient structure. The structure was one of the remnants of a civilization that was destroyed eons ago. A civilization before the time of Shinou and the Great Sage, before the Mazoku, before the human. The remnants of the First. The entire monument was covered with vines and moss from years of neglect. There were ruins everywhere. Almost the entire structure had already succumbed to the calling of time. The only thing remained was an altar at the far end of the once temple. And that was their target.

"Hurry up before they realize the baby's gone. I, for one, surely don't want to deal this little imp's mother. We are lucky they fall for the trick," the black figure urged his partner. His hands were holding a small bundle that barely stirred.

His partner looked at him hard as if trying to swallow him whole. "That wasn't a trick, you fool. That was a well-laid plan constructed by me because my partner is a pathetic ass with a pebble for a brain," the partner breathed through gritted teeth at the obvious mocking of her self-proclaimed well-laid plan.

The bundle in the black figure's hands opened his eyes when he heard a voice that wasn't his mother's. Quietly scanning his surrounding, he noticed that the place had not the fluffy pillows that usually surround him back in his crib. The hands that held him also felt different. These hands were not friendly, holding him as he was a sack of potatoes. The smell of the place was terrible, not like the smell of sunflower and jasmine that he was used to. As his brain finally processed the information he had just gathered, he realized that he was not at home. He was not with his family. And he started to feel scared.

"Waaaaaaa!!!"

"What the….." The black figure was so surprised by the baby's sudden wailing he dropped it. Fortunately, his partner was fast enough to catch the baby before he was dropped to the ground.

"You idiot!! What if you dropped and killed the baby? It'll definitely take our lives instead, bakayarou. If you have a death wish, fine, but don't drag me with you. I still have a lot to do, world to see."

Unbeknownst to the two forever bickering partners, an entity was watching them with glee. It could almost feel its much sought prize after all these years. Millennia of waiting in this hellhole. Millennia of waiting to be free. The prize definitely had so much life force in him. It could taste it already in its invisible mouth.

Unable to contain itself any longer, it started to manifest itself in front of the altar waiting it so-called servants. It took its favorite form, the one it obtained from one of its victims, a tall slender woman with flowing titian-red hair. Her appearance was heavenly. Her aqua-blue eyes complement her hair. Her lips were full and rose-red. Her breasts were full and her waist was tiny. She was stark naked but her tresses of red hair covered certain parts of her body strategically. A faint smile was playing in her lips.

When her servants saw her at the altar, they were shocked. Never had she appeared before being summoned. 'She is really excited,' the black figure mused. If it was him, trapped in this place unable to get out, his mind would go insane. He would not have the capacity to think, let alone have the ability to think about a variety of devious plans to escape.

The baby whose wailing had been simmered to sobs by the expert hands of the black figure's partner started to scream once again. He could feel the evil in the air around him. Second by second the malevolence presence crept on him. He almost choked because the air was suddenly still. He screamed again as a protest. And he was determined that nobody could stop him.

The entity/woman however was really ecstatic to hear the baby's cry. She could taste the Maryoku in his scream and it was abundant. This baby's life force could feed her for a long time. With the smile still tugging at her lips, she said, "Let's begin Eien Sakusen."

Human and Mazoku could only imagine what it was like to be alive (well, almost alive) for thousands of years. Those weaklings could only fantasize about eternity and dream about living for it. All they ever thought was how nice to live forever, to achieve all the things that could never be done by the life span of their short lives. No one actually thought about the downsides of living for eternity. The loneliness and the constant fear of death knowing that one had passed the limit of the given time. 'Eternity comes with a prize,' she sighed inwardly.

She glided to the front of the long forgotten altar and beckoned for her unwilling servants to come forward. 'That's the advantage of having the power to mind-bend,' she chuckles to herself. When the servants were directly in front of her, she stretched out her well-manicured hands and touched the face of the still wailing infant.

"Hmmm…fire element Mazoku. This is jackpot. His intense emotions and his vigor for life will fuel me for the next 500 years," she turned her beautiful face towards her servants,"Although I don't usually compliment underlings, this is a job nicely done. And finding me an infant whose life barely starts, that's pure genius."

"We're glad to be of service, Corintha-sama," the female servants bowed deeply. She was giddy from the compliment as she thought about the plan herself.

Corintha's eyes turned red at that reply. "Don't bother lying to me, you insect. I know you're not actually glad to serve under me," she hissed. The female cowered at the look in her eyes. Satisfied that she had inflicted enough fear in that low-life, she turned her head towards the other one. "Have you gathered everything we need for the ritual?" Corintha asked the male servant, who in her opinion had already developed great fear of her. 'That's alright. It's not like I want them as my worshippers. My new motto, inflict fear whenever can'.

"Y….y….yes my lady. E...ev…everything is in that backpack," pointing to the ground at his feet, the man was praying that he would not be turned into anything supernatural should he screw up. "I…I…I'll set it up f…for you i…if you would allow me." He stuttered. Beads of cold sweat made trails on his back.

"Yes….do so."

Tsuzuku….

Vocabulary:

Eien Sakusen = Eternity's Operation

Bakayarou = You fool/idiot.

A/N : I know this sounds kinda mysterious but everything will unravel itself in due time so be patient. I bet some of you could already guess certain thing. I would love for some reviews….flame or not. It took me almost a month weighing whether I should publish this or not. So..please.