*Author's Note* My First FANFICT. I hope you all ENJOY it!!! :^) (Oh and Just to give you all a little hint Athena will appear later in the chapters).

Prologue: The Death of Alexander the Great

June 13 323 B.C. Macedonia

More than 30,000 men stood outside Alexander's tent waiting for their leader to get better and give them victory over many more lands they have yet to conquer. However inside the his tent 5 of most trusted men stood around the sick Alexander waiting for old healer woman to tell them what sickness has befallen on their leader. The old healer met Alister's green eyes. "I need to speak with you alone," the old healer says to Alister the second in command.

Alister nods his head. "Leave us," he commands the other four men that are in the room. Damien, Alexander & Alister's closest friend gives Alister a look of worry and then flees from the room. "Do you know what's wrong with him?" Alister immediately asks the old healer.

The older healer nods her head once. "He is dying from a fever called malarial fever. There is no way to save him from this fate," she says.

"Are you sure there is nothing you cannot do to help?" Alister asks.

"There is no way for me save him from this fate but I can give him a new one," the old healer says.

Alister gave the old a healer a confuse look. "What do you mean?" he asks.

The old healer places her hand on Alexander's chest. "I can lock away his soul into a locket and preserve his body for his next life. The only way Alexander can be free from this locket is if a young virgin female places the locket above his heart and opens the locket. But only one destine female can open the locket. Who? I cannot name," she says.

"What do you need from me?" Alister asks.

The old healer smiles, "I need your soul, but I won't kill you. I have further plans for you Alister. Without your soul you will look as you do now but you will live on forever, that is unless you touch sunlight or have your head cut off, then you will be nothing. You will learn that your body calls for a different type of food," the old healer pauses. "Your soul for Alexander's life, do we have a deal Alister?" she asks. Alister looks at Alexander; he is pale white now, almost to blink of death. "Hurry, Alexander's soul is slipping away," the old healer says.

Alister knew that he couldn't let his friend, his brother in war die like this. Alexander had saved his life more times than he could count himself. Alister moves his eyes to the old healer. "I give you my soul in exchange to save Alexander," Alister tells her. The old healer smiles and places her hand over Alexander's heart and starts to hum a beautiful ton. Alister had never heard anything like it before. Then the old healer slowly lifts her hand and to amaze Alister a little shiny bright ball of light hovers over Alexander's lifeless body. Is this what a soul looks like? Alister wonders. The old healer gently hovers the soul of Alexander the Great and opens a golden oval locket and places the soul into it and closes the locket.

"It is done, now your soul," the old healer says. Alister nods his head. "Give me your hand," she says. Alister lifts his hand up from his side and holds it up in the air. The old healer gently touches Alister arm and moves slowly down to the tip of his fingers singing the same tune as before. Alister felt as if his own life was draining away, when he looked at his hand he saw bright golden strings flowing across his arm and into the old healer's hand. Once the end of golden string left his hand, Alister felt his body go limb and he fell to ground unable to move anything. The old healer moves her lips to his ear and whispers "I shall see you tonight Alister, for now close your eyes and sleep," Alister wanted to fight and stay awake but he's eye lids slowly closed and soon he was surround by darkness.

Damien is pacing back and forth outside the tent. He hated that Alister told him to leave when every gut in Damien screamed at him to stay. Now they are screaming hurry go inside the tent. When Damien had emerged from the tent thousands of men asked him what was happening. All Damien could say that he did not know. The sun was now rising and Damien could not stand waiting another minute. If he had to punish for disobeying Alister orders then so he'll be punished. Damien rushes into the tent and shocks freezes him at his feet. Alexander lays on his bed no longer breathing, he was dead. But where was Alister? Damien asks himself. The old healer was nowhere in sight. Damien growls to himself, he knew he couldn't trust that healer something was too off about her but he didn't know what. Damien walks forward inspecting the tent and then he notices a pair of feet on the side of Alexander's bed. Damien hurries over and sees Alister's lifeless body on the floor. Damien turns Alister over, he's eyes were close and he was surely not breathing. There was blood across his arm that should signs that he bled to dead, but Damien knew Alister would never kill himself. It was that healer; that witch. "Alister, wake up. You cannot leave me too, brother," Damien shakes Alister but he knew it was pointless. Awhile he sat outside like an obedience dog, that witch killed his two best friends.

Damien gently put Alister's body on the ground and stood up. He knew he had to tell the men, but what would he tell them? That a witch killed their leader and Alister will he sat outside unless to help them. No he couldn't tell them that, most of those brave men would just blame themselves for not protecting their leader. Damien couldn't put them through that. Damien walks outside the tent, the warrior Zarek steps forward. "What has happen Damien?" he asks Damien first.

Damien stares at the men who had fought by Alexander's side. More than a thousand of men stare back at him waiting for him to answer. "Alexander is dead, so is Alister. All men are to prepare a tomb for Alexander and we shall place Alister beside him. I want this done before sunset, that's an order," Damien announces and retreats to his own tent unable to even look back at Alexander's tent for the memories of his fallen friends shall haunt him forever. Damien didn't know how long he was staring that ground but for him it felt like forever. "I know your standing there Zarek," Damien says to the young warrior behind him.

Zarek walks around him and notices his bag is packed on the table. "Are you going somewhere Damien?" Zarek asks him. Damien had forgotten that he packed a bag, he looks at Zarek sadness was in his eyes he had no doubt about it. "Where are you going?" Zarek asks again. Damien decided he was going to find the witch and make her pay for what she did to Alexander and Alister, through he decided it would be a good idea to go after sunset when everyone was asleep. "How did they die?" Zarek asks a different question now.

"Alexander was lifeless on his bed and Alister cut his own hand, he bled to death," Damien says with no emotion in his voice.

Zarek shakes his head, "Alister wouldn't have killed himself, what really happen Damien I know you know," Zarek says. When Damien doesn't answer him, Zarek grabs Damien by the shoulders and shakes him. "Damien tell me where you are going?" he demands.

"I don't know what really happen but I think the healer killed him. Before Alister told me leave the tent I had a feeling that the healer was a witch, I should have listened to my gut and stayed," Damien pauses, "I could have saved them if I stayed, when I went into the tent I found them both dead and the witch was gone. I'm going to look for the witch," he finishes.

Zarek slams his fist on the table. Damien knew what he was feeling he went through the same thing the need to break something. "I'm coming with you," Zarek says as a statement. Damien shakes his head. "Damien you're going to need me. If this witch can kill Alister and Alexander then she must be strong. Let me come with you," Zarek says.

Damien puts his hand on Zarek's shoulder. "We leave at sunset after they put Alexander and Alister in the tomb, be ready by then or I'll leave you behind," Damien says. Zarek nods his head and retreats out of the room.

Zarek stood with all the other men who fought along Alexander has six warriors each carry Alexander and Alister's casket into the tomb to lay them to rest. Zarek walks up to Alexander's casket and whispers to goodbye to his dear friend. He pulls out a golden oval locket that he found on the floor of his tent. Zarek laid the locket on top of casket and bid his lost friends farewell one last time before leaving the tomb for good.

Zarek went to his tent to receive his bag. Zarek met up with Damien on the hill that led away from the camp. "Are you ready?" Damien asks him. Zarek looks back at the camp that he's known most of his life, and then he turns his gaze back to Damien and nods his head. "It's not too late to turn back, Zarek," Damien says.

"I'm not turning back, I'm with you till the end brother," Zarek says. Damien nods and then the two warriors begin their journey.