An incoming doom

Prologue 

If only she was prepared for what she saw. 

On the ground was a dead Trisha and on her neck were neck bites and it was obvious who had killed her. Next to her, was Kyle on his knees with chains carrying silver over them. He had wounds all over his body. His hair was damp with blood and so was his shirt; he was coughing out blood. 

"Kyle, can you hear me? I'm here. I'm going to save you," Jasmine said as she tried to remove the golden stake that was pierced through his heart but flinched when the silver on the chains burned her. 

 "I'm sorry Jasmine. I'm so…sorry. I love you, Jasmine," Kyle said, coughing out more blood and wincing from the pain.

 "Tell me that when we are out of here," Jasmine said and tried to help him to get up again but flinched. The silver was fucking much, she wondered how he was holding on.

"I can't," Kyle said, blood gushing out from all his openings—his mouth, his nostrils, and his ears. Dried blood was coated everywhere on his face with splits and different stages of old and new wounds.

"You can please… for me… for us… for our baby," Jasmine said through sobs, and Kyle's half-opened eyes widened a fraction. His eyes glistened with regret and at that moment he knew there was nothing left of him but was gladdened that not just something but someone was coming to reign after him. The prophecies might not have happened with him, and that was his sole regret but after hearing Jasmine's confession his regrets burnt. 

"Take care of them for me," he said, looking past Jasmine. Jasmine turned and saw Dominic standing and looking helpless behind her. 

"Kyle…please…" Jasmine begged but Kyle cut her in.

"If it is a boy… name… name him Kyle Junior," more blood spewed from his mouth. "If it is a girl, Kayla… Trisha's father... find him and kill him for me!" 

 "I'm so sorry. I should have come sooner," Jasmine sobbed but Kyle ignored her plea and stuck out his fingers. Jasmine took the clue and brought her face closer so he could touch it. After touching her face with his bloody fingers, he pointed to her belly so she dropped to the ground so he could reach it.  At that moment, she wished the work would end. But it didn't. Aggressive footsteps sounded behind them and when she turned to look, it was the other members of the vampire's parliament. 

They all just stared at Kyle where he still knelt, the dagger sticking out of his chest as he kept on coughing out blood in pure pain. His eyes were red as he fell to the floor, still struggling to breathe but no one did anything to help him. They couldn't… Jasmine couldn't watch it anymore but she couldn't take her eyes off him. She was screaming his name,  begging him not to leave her alone—begging him not to leave her and their children alone.  Raul just stood, his eyes strained on Kyle, bidding him farewell. Athens stood there with wide eyes… frozen in place. Ariel was the same, frozen and speechless and Drake was on the floor on his knees, his face palmed as he sobbed silently.

Jasmine looked back at Kyle and it was his ashes that were staring back at her. 

 Jasmine was screaming but she felt dead—like it, all wasn't really around her:  she wasn't really experiencing all of these. Kyle couldn't be dead, he couldn't… her heart got heavy and began to beat really fast as she lost her bearings too and fell on her knees trying to catch her breath. She was having a panic attack. 

Dominic left where everyone gathered and picked her up, dropping her head on his lap, he was speaking but his voice was barely an echo as he begged her to stay with him.

"I could have saved him," was all she said before she passed out too… Kyle was dead, gone forever and she hoped that I could join him…

But she didn't, her eyes remained wide open, glaring through the wickedness of the world. Looking at the remnant of the man she'd ever loved. 

Laying on her back, on the cold floor, she swore to make Jamieson and his posterity pay for what he did to Kyle. She was going to find him and every descendant and ancestor and kill them. 

 Still crying she went over to Kyle's ashes and knelt before them, gathering the particles in her palm. "I'd avenged you, Kyle. I will make them pay, as many as they are that caused your death… I'll make them pay with their life. Jamieson and Bernard would go through ten times the pain they made me go through. I'll make them go through hell until they finally die in the hands of the torture I'll put them through. I promise… I promise to be the best mother to our baby. I promise to never be late in reaching out to them and I promise to love you, forever, Kyle. I'm grateful for you and I'm sorry. I love you," as said, crying and clutching Kyle's ash as my tears fell on them until everything turned dark. 

Dominic and the vampires present all looked surprised at what was happening. 

Jasmine's Fangs elongated and so did her fingers. Her eyes held fire—she spelled doom. Thunders and lightning went off and the earth shook! 

"What the hell?" Raul asked nobody in particular. 

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The werewolves all came out as the witches were assembled to interpret what was going on. 

"It is the cry of an unborn child and the pain of a mother that seeks vengeance—they are a force to be reckoned with. The only way to travel over them is to kill the mother before the child is born or kill the child after the mother delivers. Whatever way, one of them must die!" The head witch said.