Disclaimer: Anne Bishop owns the Black Jewels Trilogy. I do own the characters of the second generation except for Daemonar and Arianna.

Hello everyone! No one reviewed my last fic - except my dear sister - so I decided to just stop it. Ivory Nightshade will be helping me and we are still considering the possibility of merging this story with hers. I really hope I get reviewers this time or I'll just stop.

Rost th 1st - Wow... Uh, are you talking about The Dark Arena? The first chapter I had for this fic was just a character guide so you couldn't have been talking about this one... Well, thanks for that wonderful review! It's officially my first since Ivory Nightshade is someone I know and since she's my sister, she'll obviously like my story. I'm also very flattered that you put me in your favorites. Are you new in too? As for the school bit... Uh, well... Yeah...

Don't mind me. LOL.

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The Mistake

Generation Next

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Jaenelle Angelline, current Queen of Ebon Askavi, and the legendary Witch - dreams made flesh - looked out at the practice grounds where her child, and the children of her coven were training under Lucivar.

Only, they weren't really children.

"Damn it, you two! I said time!" a dark haired girl with flashing sapphire eyes thundered. The two young males she was referring to stopped, sweating and panting heavily as they slowly calmed themselves.

Daemonar and Angell. The two were as different as night and day, fire and water, earth and wind. Daemonar, the eldest son of Lucivar and Marian, usually acted before thinking, and was very much like his father. He even had the same lazy, arrogant smile! Daemonar had already made the Offering to the Darkness and emerged with an Ebon-gray Jewel. Being an Eyrien and possessing a Jewel that dark makes him dangerous. But of course, his father could still whip him into shape.

Angell, on the other hand, is the eldest child of Gabrielle and Chaosti. Often silent, and sometimes reserved, Angell radiated a cool and collected aura. Jaenelle has never seen the Dea al Mon Warlord Prince loose control - not even as a child. This is a good thing since Angell now possessed a Black Jewel. At first, Gabrielle and Chaosti were quite shocked to discover that their son acquired such a dark Jewel. Jaenelle, Gabrielle and Karla also discovered that Angell had the potential to become a Black Widow. He isn't a natural one but at least the potential is there.

He, too, is extremely dangerous.

The sapphire-eyed girl was none other than Jaenelle's own daughter - Teresa. Teresa was all Jaenelle and Daemon had. Sadly, Jaenelle was only able to bear one child. She has become weaker ever since she purged the Blood. But she was content with her only daughter. Teresa was charming and it was usually hard to resist her. Like her mother, Teresa had the triple gift. Jaenelle herself had trained her daughter. Teresa still went to her grandfather, Saetan, for some of her Craft lessons.

Teresa had the Birthright Ebon-gray. She descended to Black. Not only that... She acquired six Black Jewels.

She is also dangerous.

"Are Daemonar and Angell giving you a hard time again, Teresa?" a young woman asked with a smile as she approached the slightly younger girl.

This was Arianna, the daughter of Aaron and Kalush. Being one of the eldest, Arianna was mature - much more mature than even Daemonar. However, she also had a mischievous bone in her. Jaenelle remembered the time when Daemonar upset a younger Arianna. The girl had cleverly played a sneaky, but nasty trick on the Eyrien.

And Daemonar still can't live it down.

Arianna had the Birthright Purple Dusk then descended to Sapphire.

"They're being the stubborn males that they are," Teresa replied with a glare at the two. "It's not really a matter of giving me a hard time. If they gave me a hard time because of that reason, then my life would be a nightmare for the rest of my life!"

Arianna chuckled. Daemonar gave Teresa a heated glare while Angell merely looked uninterested.

Typical.

Jaenelle shifted her attention to the rest of the third generation. They were dubbed the third generation by Saetan. He had viewed Jaenelle and those who belonged in her First Circle besides him, to be the second generation.

Two other young males were taking a go at each other as Lucivar watched them carefully. One was an Eyrien Warlord Prince - Daemonar's brother and Lucivar's second son, Andulvar - while the other was a Scelt Warlord, Khardeen and Morghann's son, Karsten.

Jaenelle suddenly felt a presence behind her. She turned her head to the side and saw her husband, Warlord Prince Daemon Sadi, take his place beside her. He stared at the two males in combat before smiling at his Queen.

"Who decided to torture Karsten and put him with Andulvar?" Daemon asked amusedly, gesturing at the struggling males.

Jaenelle smiled as well. "You belittle Karsten too much. He can handle it."

And Jaenelle really believed he could. Karsten was only a Prince but he possessed the Gray. He was also always full of determination. He does not give up easily. Jaenelle had also seen the young Prince training on his own at times, aiming to get better. Karsten was a good son. He had always wanted to make his parents proud and indeed, both Khardeen and Morghann were very proud of him.

Finally, Lucivar called for time and the two stopped. Andulvar shook hands with Karsten, respect in his eyes for the slightly older male. They then ran off to cool down. Lucivar shifted his attention to the females.

Another pair were locked in combat but this time, they were females. One was a mix of Dhemlan, Hayllian and Dea al Mon - Surreal's daughter, Titian. Surreal had finally found a man who could keep up with her and devote himself to her at the same time, not caring about her past: the Summer-sky Dhemlan Warlord, Pascal. The full breed Dea al Mon was Erisa, Angell's sister. The other female taking time was Glacian and Karla's daughter, Udele.

Udele then called for time and the two females stopped.

"Well done," Lucivar said with approval. Titian and Erisa both gave him a beautiful but feral smile each. Lucivar quickly hurried them along, not wanting to know what was going on in their pretty little heads.

Both Titian and Erisa were exceptionally talented in combat. This may be due to the fact that they both came from warrior races. Titian is a nice person to talk to. She was also sassy but not enough to drive Kaeleer males away. In fact, her sassiness and spunk were a good combination.

Erisa was similar to Gabrielle. The girl always spoke her mind and sometimes, her temper gets the better of her. She could be a strong ally and Jaenelle pitied anyone who gets on the girl's bad side.

Udele... Well...

She was like the younger Karla sprung from the past.

Jaenelle glanced at her husband and saw him looking at the last pair in combat. At least, the last ones who had parents in the First Circle.

The son of Aaron and Kalush and Sabrina's son.

Jacob and Seth.

Jacob is a Warlord Prince who possessed the Gray. He is very much like his father and just like Aaron and Khardeen, Jacob and Karsten are often seen together despite the age difference. Seth and Jacob were alike in any ways - it was easy to mistake them as brothers.

Jaenelle felt Daemon's hand slip into hers. She looked up at him and he was smiling down at her, love in his eyes. She knew she was looking at him in the same way.

"I am very happy to have lived," Jaenelle whispered as Daemon gently took her in his arms.

"So am I," he whispered in return, his forehead pressed against hers. "I am happy beyond words in having you and Teresa. Nothing will ever ruin this peace."

Instead of feeling happy and agreeing, Jaenelle suddenly felt a sick feeling in her stomach. She grimaced and she knew.

Those words were going to get thrown right back at their faces.

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