(Well this is it. The last book of my series. It's been quite a ride fellas, but there has to be an end. May I remind you that there will be strong languages such as the F word and so on. If you're not conformable with swears, I recommend that you don't read this story. But for those who had read and followed through the story: Beware of time travel and dragons. You've been warned...)

Part 1: Bracelet

Chapter 1: Five thousand years ago...

No One's POV:

Gray clouds covered the sky, as a salamander climbed up the dead tree; it scans for the search of food. Until it eyed an old nun running.

She panted as she ran, cursing that she'll trip every 10 seconds then get back up on her feet. 'I must protect them. The kingdom will fall if they die!' A black cloud was following her, dodging trees and rocks. The cloud grew into a hand and tried to grab the nun but...

THUD!

She tripped again, but this time it was from a tree trunk. A whimper came out from the thick blanket she was holding. The nun sat up and removed the cloth. It was a baby girl, little red hair was coming out of her tiny head, when the child open its eyes; it was the color of brown.

The baby started to cry. "Sh, sh. Don't worry milady. If you cry you'll disturb your brother..." hushed the nun. She carefully set down the baby girl and placed down a baby boy swaddled with blankets too, peacefully asleep not hearing his sister's crying. "It seems that the ceremony shall begin." said the nun. She took out a leather pouch and pulled out a two amethyst necklace; putting it around each baby's neck.

"Now, it is-"

SLASH!

The old nun hitched her breath and looked down. A blade pierced in her stomach. Soon she began to cough out blood. The nun looked behind her and saw a figure with a black cloak. "I'm afraid your my supper for tonight." It said and removed the blade. The nun's dead body collapsed and turned to a grapefruit size, green colored ball of light; a soul. A hand reached out and grabbed the ball.

The other free hand pulled back the black hood; long, dirty blonde hair fell down to his shoulders, pale skin, and sharp silver eyes: Jikan. He licked his lips and popped the green soul in his mouth. Chewing it, Jikan cringed as a reaction; a sour taste. Proving that he can withstand the sourness, he swallowed it whole.

"Bluegh," He wiped his mouth. "I've tasted stronger things than that." Jikan flipped back his hood and began to walk off, until a little whimper wailed out. He paused and looked behind him, the red-haired baby began to cry again; He squatted down to the two babies and picked them up. "A protection necklace..." Jikan said while glancing at the babies necklaces, Then a smile curved on his lips. "My this shall be interesting."

Jikan got up and snapped his fingers. A light flashed in front of him and popped up as a portal. Without hesitation, he stepped through.

(THAT IS ALL, STAY TUNED.)