Kiya: Ok for those who haven't read The Lost Heir, I am its creator and now I've come up with another story to tell.

Chase: Oh great... I thought you were still writing The Lost Heir?

Kiya: I am! I'm just creating this story before someone else writes it first.

Chase: What is it this time? A sequel to confuse your fans?

Kiya: Nope. Like I said this is a new story so please give me your support and reviews.

Chase: I'm not giving you crap.

Kiya: NOT YOU! My faithful fans out there. Hope you enjoy!

Prologue

In the streets of ancient China, known as Cathay, a young man was running as fast as he could to escape the clutches of a monster. He was just having a quiet little walk when he stumbled upon the monster, sucking the blood out of one of the women that worked late at night. This pleasant walk turned immediately into a life or death run as the monster looked up to see the young man staring at him. The young man's short black hair was moving at every direction when he turned into the next corner, hoping to lose the creature. When the young man looked behind to see the creature wasn't behind him anymore he stopped and sat down by the wall.

Taking deep breaths, he heard a noise that brought his thoughts back to the creature he recently escaped. He turned his head to the sound only to find a cat knocking the jar of water. The young man sighed with relief and was about to get up when a force brought him up by his neck. There, in front of him, was the blood-sucking creature he thought he eluded. It had red hair, lighter than its crimson red eyes staring at him with hunger.

"Because of you I lost a very good meal," it hissed as it clenched its fingers tightly around the young man's neck, "I hope you're a better substitute for that meal with all the running you caused me." Without giving him an answer it bit his throat and started to drain him. The young man screamed as he felt his blood being drained and his heart pounding against his crest. He tried to kick at the monster only to have missed it.

"What are you?" the young man whispered as he felt his heart slowing down. The creature removed its fangs from him and dropped him on the dirt road. Licking the blood off its mouth, it smirked with triumph at its prey. It then bent down close enough to whisper its answer in the young man's ear.

"I am a vampire," it stated plainly and started to walk off as if nothing happened. It turned back and, thinking that the youth was going to die anyways, introduced itself. "My name is Jake Slicer and I know we won't meet again." As it continued walking out of the alley and into a more darker area it heard something from the distance and turn to meet it. There in dark was a witch with red hair who saw the entire show and came to meet the winner.

"My name is Wuya and I saw what you did to that boy," she spoke with amusement in her voice.

"What ever you saw will be your last if you utter a word to your kind," Jake hissed with venom in his voice as he advanced towards her with eyes ready to kill.

"Oh heavens no, I'm not here for that, I'm here hoping you would join me," she quickly replied, knowing the vampire's strength was powerful than her magic.

"But we're your going I tend not to follow," the vampire mocked as it came closer now to the trembling witch.

"No!" she screamed as she tried to stop him, "I am the Heylin witch who only wishes to see Dachi dead and not my own." At this Jake stopped and looked at her again searching for any fault in her words. See none he backed away with a smirk.

"Oh you're that Wuya," he spoke with amusement in his voice, "Sorry there are so many witches with hardly any power and with the same name that I mistaken you for a phony. So you're here because?"

"I'm here to ask if you'll join me to destroy Dachi once and for all!" Wuya yelled with rage that not only was he playing with her but was mocking her as well.

"Oh well if you came at a better time I would have joined you," he spoke as he started to walk away from the witch, "But as of tonight, Jake Slicer will not walk on the earth evermore." With that he vanished in the dark, never to be seen or heard from again.

Kiya: Well that's it for now.

Chase: Well Kiya, I never knew you had such a dark way in writing stories like this one.

Kiya: O.o Who are you and what have you done to the real Chase Young?

Chase: O.o What? Can't I complement on a dark fic for once?

Kiya: (whispers) I'm keeping an eye on you.

Chase: O.o

Kiya: Anyways please read and review! >)