Elika screamed in shock, carelessly dodging away from the man. The wind hissed vilely, throwing the werewolf into the air. She took a step back, tears sliding down her cheeks as the man’s large frame was viciously slammed into the ground; blood oozing from a fresh wound in his leg. She turned, forcing her weak legs to run. The trees around her aided her once more, giving her a direction as she looked around desperately. She ran for miles, her chest tightening as she gasped for breath. The princess knew that the creatures continued to pursue her, cutting her options thin. She pushed her back against a tree, scanning the darkening woods. A figure appeared from behind a tree his demonic yellow eyes savagely landing on Elika as she shook. She placed her head back against the large oak, her fight slowly beginning to dwindle. Dorian took a long stride towards her, laughing as she struggled for breath.
“You know I once met a young girl who tried to escape from me; do you
“Fucking using her abilities. Everyone be ready! Rycho, ram the next one.” Dorian growled, storming towards the next tree.Elika braced herself as the centaur rammed the towering oak, almost knocking her from the branch. She wrapped her legs around the branch as her body twisted, jolting as the half man half horse creature once again slammed into the tree. The towering oak groaned in response, ordering Elika to move faster. She moaned in strain as she pulled herself back onto the branch, stumbling to her feet. The princess reared back, rushing forward as she propelled herself from the tree. The wind caught her as she began to plummet, flinging her into the next tree. Learning her lesson Elika quickly rolled onto her feet after smashing into the branch, rushing across it as she leapt through the air. Her small frame shook with strain as the wind aided her from tree to tree, barely giving the centaur enough time to rear back as she moved to the next. More creatures
The coming of age festival was something Darkous had been awaiting all his life, the night he turned sixteen. The celebration was a tradition in the family, bringing together all the most powerful immortals into one place. Though the young prince wanted something different, to change how the festival was planned. Darkous wanted the mortals their two, his friends from the mortal school he had attended. Chronos disagreed with this, warning his son against bringing mortals to hell. But the prince ignored his father, focused only on having the love of his life attend his celebration. Tonight the youngest son of the great Chronos will become a man, to take his place among the immortals. The festival dance had started like any other, with each person being announced as they entered the grand hall. Darkous entered the hall alone, waiting for the arrival of his love. The young prince wore the family crest on his black shirt, the head of a white dragon signalling from what immortal clan he w
Darkous woke in a cold sweat, the claws of the demon tearing into his canopy bed. The psychopathic lord snarled the recurring dream of his past lingering in his thoughts. That night was forever locked within Darkous’ mind, torturing both him and the demon. He slowly rose to a seated position, snapping the demon back into the far reaches of his mind. The psychopathic lord thought once more of the pup, regretting the moment he gave her the opportunity to run. Darkous had a momentary lapse of judgement believing that she wouldn’t run, but; he would be damn sure not to let it happen again.The psychopathic lord rose from what was left of his bed, giving out a deep sigh. He would need to order yet more bedding, perhaps even a new bed as he looked down at the shredded wood. He had been experiencing the recurring dream for years, the nightmare of what happened following him through the centuries. How could he have been so weak and powerless to stop his father? Why did he
Dorian growled, pushing Michael’s hand from his shoulder as he rose from the animalistic crouch, continuing to glare at the princess. “This show of power needs to stop; she’s having too much time to escape.”Elika began to walk backwards, both her and the hissing wind forcing the hurricane forward when a creature approached; flinging them away from her. She watched as the feral man snarled; his demonic yellow eyes eradiating with rage. Her breath caught slightly as the winds jittered, realising that her time was almost up. The princess turned suddenly, bolting between two large birch trees. She heard the pounding of feet and hooves behind her, causing her to push harder on her already strained legs. Dorian and Michael shouted for her to stop, warning her that the consequences would worsen if she did not surrender to them. She shook her head in amusement, knowing that they were lying; attempting to trick her into stopping. She launched herself to the si
Elika would be unable to stop Dorian from taking her back to the dark lord without the aid of her connection, her connection weakened from strenuous use. What if she ran? Bolted deep into the woods and hid ... Would she make it? Manage to escape again now that her body shook and trembled, her legs barely able to hold her weight as she leaned against the towering oak tree. She sighed, knowing that she had lost. There would be no escaping the clutches of the three men as they surrounded her, scowling down at the princess.Dorian smiled, gently placing his hands on her shoulders as he began to speak. “You have been caught. Isn’t that a shame ...” His grip tightening as his smile increased, his demonic yellow eyes locked onto the princess. His elongated nails savagely dug into her shoulders, causing Elika to whimper in pain as she squeezed her eyes shut. “I’m sure my old friend has something in mind for you, no doubt it’ll be an old trick of mi
Elika tightened her arms around her legs as the car turned onto a gravel driveway, slowly coming to a halt outside the front doors of the dark lord’s mansion. She took a gasping breath as Darkous stood beside the car, glaring in at her.“So, you have returned. Enjoy your little run?” The dark lord questioned, before turning his attention towards Goodwin as he exited the car. “Thank you Corporal, you will be paid well for this.”Goodwin nodded, a small smile appearing on his face as he spoke. “Thank you Lieutenant Major.”The princess watched the exchange, turning her head towards Michael as he also exited the red ford. She closed her eyes briefly, attempting to calm her racing heart. Her fear increased as she remained in the car, the stranger taking the keys with him when he got out.“Good. Are you just going to leave her in the car?” The dark lord questioned, his tone almost commanding.“
Elika’s eyes flickered as she forced her mind away from the pain, wheezing slightly.Michael walked towards them his tone soft and welcoming; though it wasn’t towards the princess. “I also have to tell you that the girl has showed more potential, she has a strange ability to control the wind it seems.”Darkous smiled, turning towards the princess as she cowered; fearful of the next blows. “Tell me about this power princess.”Elika continued to wheeze, her voice barley audible. “I don’t have the power to control the wind. It was just that the wind was trying to help me escape.”The dark lord tilted his head to the side, “What do you mean girl? I have never heard of such a thing.”The princess sighed heavily, wincing as a deep and searing pain shot through her chest. How could she explain it to them without revealing her power?“If you do not tell me within the next three
Meanwhile down in the basement...Elika had fallen asleep with her head on her knees, the tears that had fallen from her eyes as she thought of her mother and brother’s death still lingering on her cheeks. She stirred slightly, stretching as she woke, every muscle in her petite form aching. She shouldn’t have fallen asleep in the corner of the room behind the boxes, but she was too terrified to move; the voices that came from the living room drifting down towards her ears. She sighed softly, her small hiding place concealing her from the basement steps, the light having gone out hours before. What was she going to do now Darkous knew of her ability? What could she do other than obey him? Her mind swelling with the realisation that she would never be anything but a prisoner, her life forever in someone else’s hands.The princess froze suddenly, fear rising in her chest as the sound of someone approaching echoed down the basements steps; her pulse incre