Prolouge:
Year 1494
The twelve demon princes was sitting around the round wooden table, watching the magic pictures of girls. A wizard, Karl, was making the pictures appear. He did it because the time had finally come to choose their girl. The girl that belonged to their hearts, and would forever be theirs. The pictures wasn't really pictures, it was more like movie clips, or trailers of the girls lifes and what kind of person they would become. None of the princes had found the girl that made their heart ache just by looking at her, and they had already gone through possible girls for 400 years from now. The youngest brother, Nicholas, propped his elbow up against the table and dropped his chin into his hand with a jawn.
"We won't find anyone," he said. "We're starting on the girls that will be born five hundred years from now. First, we'll just continue to watch the pictures of the girls, and we will never find the right. Second, how will we know if she's the right one by just watching a little scene of her life. Third, I'm about to fall asleep" he said with another jawn.
The oldest brother, Lucifer, sat straight up. "Nicholas, we will find the right girl for us. SO sit up straight and don't be such a child" he sad sharply, his gaze returning to the pictures of all the girls. Suddenly a girl appeared, with long straight black hair, some of it covering one of her beautiful brown eyes. The eye that was visible had black around it, and she had pale skin and light pink lips. She was simply beautful and moved gracefully. Lucifer felt a stabb of pain in his heart and cried out, at the same time as the rest of the brothers, "It's her!"
Karl froze for a second then stopped the movie so that the picture you saw was the girls's sad face. Then he started laughing. "Oh, you're trying to scare an old man. You will all find the right one for you, and it wont be the same girl, the prophecy says that. But you have to wait for her to come. But I understand, you are tired. We can continue this tomorrow."
"I'm serious! The stabb was there, I felt it!" Nicholas said and stood up quickly, making his chair fall over. "It's her. And I don't care if my brothers felt it too or not, she's mine."
Karl looked at him and then at the rest of the brothers. "This can't be happening....the prophecy says that you will find a girl but that it wouldn't be the same girl for all of-" he started but was cut off by a slave running into the room.
"Master! The prophecy changed!" she cried and ran up to him, handing him the old paper where the prophecy stood. He read it quietly, then sighed.
"They will find a girl, and one girl only, that their heart will belong to. It will be the same girl for all of the demon princes. They are to fight for her, and one of them will win her heart. He who wins will be the most powerful prince" Karl read slowly.
"Well, you heard it brothers. I will be the one who wins" Grant grinned, and the rest shook their heads.
"This will be a fun game, with a good price. Game on brothers. Game on" Nicholas said and disappeared.
((What is this? No idea))