1 CHAPTER ONE.
a witch sat silently watching the flat bowl of water in front of her in her working area. she was with the other five gentlemen and all waiting on her. she signed deeply and looked up to her guests, "where is the said piece of jewellery from the crown?" she asked the five of them. one pulled out of his pocket and passed it to her.
"The air is getting heavy aunt," this was the witches nephew named Michael.
"yes, it will get heavier till this spell is over," she, named anna, informed him and those in the room with her. she held the jewel above the bowl and her eyes glowed and the jewel emitted golden and red auras and a bit of white too. she then chanted, "as the gods wrote hundred thousand years go if the true alpha king has been born. may he be shown to us right here and now," she then dropped the jewel into the bowl. all gathered as the water shimmered, slowly, an image of a horse came to view, then he did as he rode laughing as his long hair was all free to the wind, "there he is," she declared and they smiled.
"though still young and a free spirit, something tells me through those eyes, he is more than ready," one of the five gentlemen commented.
"We can find him now since we know how he looks like right?" Michael asked them.
"yes we can, maybe then, this senseless war will end," she replied and they all agreed on that.
this alone was months of work and by the time they found him, he was at his high school graduation with his family just celebrating when the school event was raided and all got held hostage at gunpoint. he was surprised when they asked for him, before he could do anything, they held a teacher at gunpoint to the head. he gasped seeing how senseless they were. before he stood up, his head came flying down. those at the now gym hall were horrified, more emerged from thin air killing all there, in the chaos, "your highness, let's go," he was dragged up with his family and were escorted out, "get in, let's go," they got into the helicopter and it took off leaving those at the school now wondering about him and who he was.
when they got to a secret location and a bright mansion it was at night and all wanted answers, "who are you people?" the father asked when they were escorted to a waiting gentleman in a very lavish room.
"We had no choice, your son, has a prophecy on him. he has to make it through this night in one piece," he replied to them.
"Who are you?" the son, now asked him, "you just seem familiar, that is all," he added.
"your last life you were a very powerful king." gentleman replied to him, "in that life too, I was one of your advisors. we founded the council, you founded other houses, namely, the ancient elder's house, the ancient master's house and the most powerful one that can and could make decisions on your behalf, the sentinal house," he informed him.
"I am 18, I was born 18 years ago," he clarified that one.
"wait, are you saying my son had a previous life before this one? does it explain those goons who were asking for him?|" the mother asked him.
"yes, he was and remembered as the founding king. upon his death, an oracle oversaw a vision of him being born again, this century. his return has caused our world of paranormals to go into war. those goons were rogue wolf shifters. they are a group of terrorists but much worse and scarier. the court of advisors has been preparing your return for a while. they didn't just want you dead, they wanted that," he pointed to his arm.
"his birthmark?" the mother asked him.
"not just a birthmark, it is a seal and a key at the same time," he replied and the son lifted his shirt up looking at it a bit surprised he did not see it before, "in paranormal we have magic, but we have been unable to use it as it was sealed by your then head advisor with you when you died back then. they wanted the seal and the key to bringing back magic but it is not that simple," he explained.
"why not? he has both doesn't he?" the father asked him.
"for the rogues, they would also have required him to be alive to do so, killing him would just seal back magic again. and we have to wait till you were reborn again." he informed them, "that birthmark will activate in three days during the golden moon night," he added.
"What happens when that happens?" he asked.
"several things but you will regain your memories of your last life. and we do need those memories, they hold the answer to a lot of things, like the lost royal laws and special laws. you knew all laws then, we do need them back and now more than ever," he replied.
"Before we go on, what is your name?" father asked him when it dawned on him they don't know this guy.
"maverick Cullen, head of the ancient master's house," he replied to them, they had looks of disbelief on them, "you don't believe me, since you were born, magic has been returning, here is an example," right then proceeded to demonstrate an ice cast spell and froze the room they were in, "and this," he melted the ice back to his open hand in a ball of ice which he dissipated into thin air.
all sat down to a process that, "explains when he was little and would do some unexplainable things," the mother said, father agreed.
"what unexplainable things?" he asked his parents hearing that.
"float toys around, took us about two years to get you to stop as you were scaring other kids in daycare and kindergarten," father replied and he was surprised he had such a phase.
"one more question, do I have to be a king again? that sounds problematic?" he asked him.
"in time yes, the paranormal is at war, they do want your power. we may have silenced those who knew of you but it doesn't mean you will be safe. especially after you regain your memories. I can't keep you here, but I can tell you this. be very careful, I can not force you to be a king. but we do need your authority orders," maverick informed them and had their transport back to their home planned and they were taken there.
once back at their ranch, they found police and even federal agents on the property, when it was confirmed they were okay, they were to be charged with some charge and then his father went off on the agent and detective, "did we call you here? no! do we want your help? fuck no! did you come to our help when we were almost killed by ninjas from hell? no! get the fuck out of my ranch before I call my lawyer and sue all of you for breaking and entering!" and slammed the door to their faces angry.
the next two days, when their son, named Gabriel knight, was out with his age group of friends in the city, he noticed he was being followed, the hard head he is, he approached the car with his friend recording him trying to stop him, Gabriel punched the window breaking it, "you idiots! stop following me! fuckers!" and proceeded to punch the second window, "what's your problem with me!? I want nothing to do with you fools! follow me to the strip club why don't you!" his friends dragged him away and he left the agents surprised he noted their car, "And that goes to your walking friends!" he shouted at the car as he was taken away.
The third night came and Gabriel was sleepy he could barely eat, he gave up and went to sleep, when he awoke, he was in a white plain land or floor, he couldn't tell. but there was someone in a meditating pose in front of him, he stepped closer and found it was himself, "the hell," was his reaction, he touched it and the form awakened and into him. Gabriel awoke on his bed eyes glowing as he screamed when a rush of memories came flooding in. his parents run in to find him calming down but his eyes were glowing.
"he wasn't lying," he said to his parents when it was all over, "that maverick guy wasn't lying, I remember everything," he added before going back to sleep.
the parents spoke and waited till the next day, Gabriel awoke and felt much different, [been a while my old brother] Gabriel smiled at that, [yes it has,] he wore his shirt and walked downstairs, to find his parents waiting for him, "who died?" he asked them.
"come seat," mother said and he did waiting for an explanation, "we talked last night and we think that it is best, you figure out about yourself." Gabriel was surprised by this, "with agents and police ever on our doors and observing us. sending you to maverick right now is the safest option," Gabriel didn't argue, he was curious too. after a day of packing, mavericks driver came to pick him up, "take care of our boy," father said to the driver and guard, they nodded and left with him in the backseat. since this was done at night, his parents just sent a text to their friends and their son friends saying he will be going outside the country for a couple of years till his safety is assured. they agreed it was for the best as all guessed some shady part of the government was trying to kill him.
with Gabriel, he arrived where maverick was and he got to his side, "next time, include it will hurt," maverick laughed seeing his old friend is back. they walked inside speaking catching up.
