The ice was cutting deep into his bare skin, as he pulled his body through the ice and snow. "Just one change." He mumbled under his low, faint and trembling voice. "I'll re-write it all."

His eyes' vision was blurring in the storm. He was alone. It was getting colder and the ice seemed to deeped in colour below his freezing body. How he got there was not a question to ask but a thought to regret that only held pain.

"They're all bastards. All of them. Each and every one of them." He stopped dragging his body through the snow. He had given up. His limbs couldn't keep up any longer. He felt like hypothermia would be the end of him. His short life meant nothing anymore it was only filled with fake love and so much regret. "I want to relive it all. I want to change it all."

He pushed his body up onto its side using his left arm with the lasts bits of strength he had left, before falling onto his back. His eyes covered by thousands of snowflakes flattered slowly to try and focus of the body towering above him. " who?... "

" Has the world taught you enough Raphael?" a strong husky voice sounded above him.

Ralphael still couldn't see the man's face. He could only see his raggedy dark brown clothing and hood along with the black leather boots the man had put on.

" Help me." He breathed hesitantly . Hopelessly holding onto each he was left with.

" Fool me once, shame on you. Fool me twice shame on me. Have you heard this before? No? I suppose not." It seemed like the man was talking to himself. He seemed odd and too calm in a blizzard so thick.

"sir..." Raphael spoke in the silence where the man seemed to space off but his words where cut short.

"Not every hero enjoys their glory. Raphael-cane Morgan. You have an interesting name. Do you know what you're second name means? Cane is lucipher as in the devil. Your mother named you well. I suppose"

The man sat next to Raphael, who was slowly losing grasp of his senses and his life. The man looked over Raphael's body and observed the open wound on his stomach.

"lucipher was and is a beautiful angel. Second to God as he was made. That power, as the book says, drove him mad and he turned his back on God and fell to hell." The man coughed with a faint feel of pain.

Raphael was dead.

"If you live a second time. Do tell me if cane was right to question God or not." He took off his coat and covered Raphael's dead body. "You owe me a story little one. Cane of Rebels."

He stood up and disappeared into the blizzard as he walked away, whilst whistling into the night.

Raphael's body was gone.

"Let cane live again." The man's voice was heard over the hidden horizon.

A cool calm breeze swept over his face. He could hear the curtains being drawn open rushly. It sounded familiar... Too familiar. His eyes shot open.

"your highness, it's morning."

"what day is it?" He pushed back his thick velvet red hair to the back using his left hand.

"it's rare to see you up this early, your highness." she knelt down to fold the clothes that where on the floor.

"Chesha. What day is it?"

"it's you're birthday young master."

"it's November." He rubbed his as laughed. "and I'm alive." he laughed in a mocking tone

"are you alright master?"

"Chesha, just call master kanefrom now on." he smiled "I'm a new man."

He got out of bed, bathed and got dressed in all black with a silver chain around his wrist.

The castle was as lively as ever. The fake laughed washed over the hall ways and travelled into the other rooms. kanecould barely hear his own footsteps as he walked.

"brother."

kanetilted his head to the right "Abel. May the gods be with you big brother. He bowex

Abel put his hand on his brother's shoulder," to you as well little brother. "

" Where is mother and father? Are they around? are they still home? "

Nope. Its just us, our brothers and the guests."

kanecould recall every single moment in his past life .he looked up at the brother who was holding onto his shoulder but remembered that everything was a lie . he could recall that in his past life his second brother was the same man who had locked him up, tied him up and left him to freeze in prison in the mountain where he would meet his death.

"fate is funny." he laughed bitterly under his cold breath.

"What did you say?"

"Nothing brother .move on we have a party to attend ."

The music swelled over the room and exploded into the other rooms .went for a brief moment kane remembered how much he loved the sound of trumpets as a boy .today was the day that marked the beginning of a war .

" brother ,on the 23rd birthday on anyone's 23rd birthday we can ask for anything ,correct ?"

"of course we can .why ask ?"

"nothing too serious ,just curious is all .

They approached the banquet Hall. Raphael had a new light glowing his eyes .he had a mission ,he needed to know the story of Kane the very first kane. he had to find the book of Kane creations and destruction .he had to throw into a hold a crown to cease, a title to claim and a life to live .

The doors opened in front of them ,they approached the guests with a smile ,a fake one of course. His new beginning had began and then you end would surely come.

My name is Raphael cane. My brother's are the reason for my death .this new world ,this new life I will conquer it, tame it and I will not die again .

I am awake.