XAVIER MARTIN'S POV

''My good people, I had accomplished my mission and have emerged victorious as you see. I had finally retrieved the late queen's powers and as destined, I have been entrusted with them. I cannot promise to be the best queen, but I promise to try my possible best to rule the witches and save our race!'' She finished her silver eyes shining with determination.

''Hail, the neew queen Kiara! Hail Queen Kiara!'' They all chorused. In the blink of an eye the witches vanished into thin air. Probably off to perform the welcome ceremony.

I stepped down as quietly as I could but once my feet touched the ground a dagger was held to my throat.

''What are you doing here vampire'' A female voice with knee length black hair and very familiar emerald eyes.

''Ugh... am not here to fight witch'' I said as I raised my arms to show her I didn't want trouble.

''I um, know Kiara, am her, er, boyfriend?'' That wasn't totally a lie. I'd probably be some day. I have a good feeling.

She lowered her dagger.

''Is this some kinda joke? I sincerely doubt my sister would ever date anyone. Much less a vampire. A royal at that''

''How did y-''

''Your eyes. Am not stupid. I for one know only vampire royals posses grey eyes like how royal witches have silver hair in turn. But, I guess you could dee her'' She had an evil thoughtful look on her face.

History's already repeating itself''

''Wha-''

I really didn't see it coming but in a flash, green dust was sprayed on my face and I lost conciousness.

Dammit. Am so screwed.