My expression must have said it all and so much more because she suddenly looked frightened (how do I do that?).
I couldn’t control my temper at that moment. I left her on the bed and stood in front of the window, I took a deep breath. And for a few heart beats, I concentrated on controlling my breathing. It was most certainly not easy, but finally, I could inhale and exhale normally. “I’m sorry, but how can you not know what I am?” (Damn, I thought I was an elf like my father. Finally, I thought there was someplace I was normal, and now I may not even be that. What the hell!) I turned around facing Justine. She didn’t look relaxed yet, so I gave her a little reassuring smile. “Were not sure because you’re of mixed blood. There are three possibilities: One your human. You ruled that possibility out by making the physical change, and as a baby, you had all the signs of a non-human baby. So we are certain you are not human. But…” “Why is there always a but?” I thought too loud. She just smiled and carried on. “Two you can be an elf or three. There is a possibility of you being a shape shifter.” I couldn’t help noticing her voice strain on the later part of her sentence. “Well…is that bad?” She smiled again, and this time, her smile was slightly strained. “If you are an elf, it will make life a whole lot easier, but…” “Again with the but” (Everything probably has a but because every race has a butt-I hope…) She just smiled again, looking a tad irritated and continued. “There is the chance you may be a shape shifter.” “A what?” “A shape shifter, you change form.” She said, looking irritated and now showing it. “Sorry is that bad?” “Seeing that the vampires and shifters declared war against each other, it may be the slightest of problems.” “Okay, I realized you used the plural for problem. What else is bad news?” I sounded exasperated. “Well it consists of more…much more training to control and use magic…” “Magic, what magic?” I interrupted her again before I could stop myself. (Magic? Is that good or bad?) She breathed out a sigh and seemed to grow older. “Mm, are you okay? Did I do something wrong?” I asked innocently like a child expecting a scolding. She gave me a loving look and patted next to her, moving my weapons aside. I sat next to her. While she was hugging me, she said: “No Nia you did nothing wrong. It is just hard to explain 18 years of knowledge in such a short period of time.” “I’m sorry, you start, and I won’t interrupt till the end.” I took an imaginary key and locked my lips. She laughed at that gesture and started talking. “Okay where to start. First of all, when a non-human is born, the baby grows faster than a human baby. At least elves and shape shifters are mostly the same. The most prominent difference between them is the shifters change shape. There are certain boundary’s and rules to the changing of shape depending on your blood and “pride”. Elves are much better magicians. There are also limits on wielding magic depending on the elves' age, blood, and maturity. Elves and shifters are the two races closer to nature than any other race. “Elves and shifters can train to be as strong and as fast as vampires, but vampires are born strong and fast. Vampires can’t wield magic, but they can have special abilities. The special abilities are very limited, and it doesn’t happen often that a vampire has a special ability. The vampires’ strength lies in the ability’s they possibly have and their age. The older the stronger, the stronger how much faster. Most importantly, the older the wiser. The elder normally is the ruler. “Vampires can not wield magic. Elves, shifters, and witches and wizards can. “Elves and shifters have been companions for centuries while the vampires have declared war multiple times over thd centuries. The werewolves are not enemies of the elves and shifters but… it is a bit more complicated… they are the enemies of some of the vampires… “I will have to come back to that later or you will learn that in school it is part of our history but what I can say now is their relationship is like that of dogs and cats. Some dogs and cats get a long while other dogs and cats scratch each other’s eyes out every time the opportunity presents itself. “Now we- the elves and shifters- have tried declaring peace, but their current leader made it very clear that peace was not in their plan. The vampires at this very moment are waiting on the fit, blood born king to come home and take his rightful place. When this “blood born king” takes over, we will try again to declare peace, but until then, we will have to wait.” She took a long breath and waited for a minute before she continued; “There are so many races; there are the vampires, elves, shape shifters, werewolves, witches, wizards, dwarves and many more magical creatures- as your world calls it- but there is also some races not even known yet. “Elves and shifters, luckily, have the same lifeline. We are immortal, but we grow fast till the age of five. The reason for this is self-defence and training. After five years old, we grow at a human pace until seventeen. At seventeen, you undergo your physical changes. At eighteen, your mental changes start, and that is when your magical abilities show themselves and you stop aging. That is why we have to leave for Pantelleria before you turn eighteen.” She hesitated for a while, trying to decide on how to continue. “Your magical abilities can get out of hand if you don’t know how to handle or control it. Some have even lost their lives without the proper training, and some have killed accidently. That is why it is so very important to learn the basics before you gain that magical ability even if there is a chance you will not have the ability to wield magic. “Witches and wizards learn from birth because it is their way of defence or even attack, they also train to gain physical strength but they mostly rely on their magic because their physical strength is parallel to that of a human’. Their magical abilities differ as well. Mostly, their magic is stronger and more prominent depending on the blood line. Some are even born without magic.” She looked a little remorseful, and I didn’t need to ask why. I could imagine what would happen to someone without any way of defending themselves. In one word - meal. “Our history is a very long subject that is dated back century upon century. Pantelleria is called so because it means lands’ end. Nobody comes looking for it, but those that do never find it. It is better that they never find it. It is better that a human stays far away from Pantelleria and the forest leading to its entrance.” She confirmed my suspicions. She looked absolutely exhausted now, so I decided not to ask her to continue or bother her with my questions, at least not until tomorrow. I had so many unanswered questions, and there is so much I wanted to know. Need to know. I felt so uneducated for this new world I was supposed to inhabit and apparently rule.I heard the front door slam and realised the time. My “family” was back. Justine must have seen the distress on my face. In a blink of an eye, she cleared up my weapons, laid back on the bed, and acted like she was asleep. For a moment, I thought she wasn’t acting and that she actually was asleep. Just as I was about to slip out, she said: “Remember tomorrow is going to be a long day, so come to bed early.”I glanced over my shoulder and whispered “Good night, Justine, I’ll see you tomorrow.”She was gone, sound asleep. Or so it seemed. I ran down the stairs, taking two at a time. She looked at me, shocked, but then she was scowling.“You! What do you want?” I just stared at her anger bubbling inside me. Not even a ‘hallo’ or even a ‘how was your day,’ no I’m not good enough for that.“I have a friend over, and she is staying for a while.” I said bluntly.“You didn’t even ask. How dare you disrespect me like that…?” (What the hell.) “Well, your husbands' little ho doesn’t ask you
For the past eight weeks, I followed the same ritual; Wake-up early to have a lesson on controlling my emotions and manage my strength but mostly my lessons consist of managing my temper-that was really short these days. Then, off to school, my main aim there is to dodge Eric. And go to classes as usual. The dodging went well except for my biology class, I skipped that class as much as possible or took a seat next to anyone whose partner was not there that day. I just didn’t know how to handle him yet or how to control my emotions around him, even with my training. When I saw him and our eyes met accidently, I could feel the horrible red tint on my cheeks that gave away everything. I could feel that warm touch and his soft lips, and I would wish for the briefest moment that I could feel that again before dragging myself back to reality and away from him. After school, I run home, and then my physical training starts. I had to learn how to yield my weapons, dodge an upcoming weapon,
Your majesty. King Nicolai. King Nicolai!” I heard my old friend William coming down the hall - well William is still very young, but he has lived and worked with me for more than a hundred years. William barged in and took a low, deep bow, “King Nicolai…”“William I have told you countless times to call me Nicolai.” I said, smiling at him.“What news do you bring?” he looked overjoyed when he said: “Your m- Nicolai. Justine contacted me. They will be arriving this evening.”“Oh William, that is wonderful news you bring. My daughter is coming home. I jumped up and went over to the balcony. I could see curious faces staring up at me; “Everyone, I bring wonderful tidings, my daughter; your future queen is coming home, tonight!” I smiled at the cheering that came to me from below. Then, I disappeared back into the room and clasped my hands together.“How wonderful my daughter is coming home. William, please start to get everything ready for her return. Everything must be perfect. Remem
(That old fool! It is time for the rightful queen to take her place.)The thought lingered in my brain, fuelling my anger, that was already at boiling point. I knew this day would come, and I am glad it is finally here. I was getting fed up with waiting anyway. Where was that damned child of mine? I sent for her hours ago. She knows not to let me wait. I could hear her footsteps at that very moment. Before my anger got the best of me. Then she silently stepped into the room, closing the door behind her. “The time has finally come, am I right, mother?” When she turned to face me, I saw the look of satisfaction on her face.“Yes, my daughter, the time has come, and soon you will be queen.” I said, smiling at my daughter.“Oh, mother, it will be perfect.” She purred. “The vampires will rule this pathetic kingdom once more. All the elves and good for nothing shape shifters will be where they belong, our slaves or in their graves.“Mother I can see it already. It will be vampire lan
It didn’t seem like he knew what I was talking about. Then he pulled away breathlessly. “Already, I didn’t think that it would be so soon.” the words rushed out as he exhaled. I knew that it was a rhetorical question, but I answered him anyway.“Yes, my love. If you don’t want to do it, you don’t have to, but it will mean that we will never be able to truly be together.”I turned around dramatically, hunching my shoulders to make it a bit more realistic. I didn’t need this fool to spoil my plans. Especially not now when I was so close.As I knew he would, he came up to me and took me into his arms. It was comfortable and strong, but it discussed me to be so close to an elf. Eventhough I have been married to one for all these years, it was always just a means to an end. I reminded myself that this was also a means to THE end and that it would be over....very soon. Even with this reassurance, I couldn’t keep the revoltion from shivering through my body. When I felt his finger under my
"Mother, can she hurt you?" She asked, confused, baffled by my response to her insults to that hateful creature."Yes, unfortunately, she can." I whispered back, reluctant to admit my weakness."How is that possible, Mother? Who...whom can't she hurt?"I was most definitely no mood to play teacher. To defend my pride, I decided to explain to her; "She can not hurt your grandmother because she is older. You know strength lies within age. Jessamy is a few decades older than I am...""Actually, a millennium dear..." I swirled around at the sound of her mocking voice. "... Have your mother not told you that I was your fathers first love before she came into the picture."I heard the mocking tone in her voice. She didn't have a shrill, high-pitched voice you would imagine if you looked at her for the first time but that husky - I have a secret, come hither - girls voice that drove men wild with lust. I hated that tone in her voice so much. "Really, mother, is that the truth?" I could
She is gone. Now that Zinnia was gone, I could feel the empty place inside of me that I never even knew existed. How could she mean so much to me? It frustrated me to the cold, bitter core of my being. I should have told her that I wanted to go with her but after what I saw I didn't know what I wanted. Now that she is already gone, I know for sure that I would follow her to the end of the world if that is where she wanted to go. On the other hand, I am not sure whether or not I would follow her beyond the end of the world, and according to what I witnessed, she wasn't part of this world anymore. The human world. (Could it really be true? No, it couldn’t. It shouldn't, but... If it was true, is she really going Ťhere?!) "Sick joke!" I yelled to the heavens above. "Who are you talking to, dude?" I jumped around, ready to attack, because for that instant, I let my guard down. "Dude, seriously, you should cut that shit out. You look like a diseased animal, and it's like
At last, I was home, I banged the door behind me and slid down to the floor. "How can I be so pathetic?" "Eric...what's wrong dear?" I saw Johanna hurrying towards me from the kitchen. Her face was as white as snow, worry written on every line. "Hey, Nanna, I'm sorry. It's nothing to worry about." I said, trying to reassure her. I laid my head upon my knees to hide the guilty feeling so very obviously coloring my face and neck. I felt her hands gripping my biceps, and she pulled me up. She didn't loosen her grip till I was seated on the couch. She gave me a look to say stay and then disappeared back into the kitchen. She entered the living room carrying two cups filled with a thick, scarlet substance. "Drink it will make you feel a little bit better. It's still fresh and hot. " I took a sip hesitantly before gulping half of it down. I didn’t realise I was that hungry until it touched my tongue. "Now, tell me what is wrong." I stared into those shimmering eyes. She always
When the morning broke, we jumped to work. The wings were still there, and even after hours of work with William, it still didn't go away. William didn't confirm it when I suggested that I was stuck, but he did say that we should take a break. I didn't tell them, but I had the nagging suspicion that something went wrong with that ass hats spell, and that is why I couldn't shift, but I was under the spell for a very long time. So maybe just maybe in time I will get...unstuck. For now, I had to get used to these damned things. William and Thentos contacted all the people who were willing to fight on our side. No one was forced or cohorts into fighting with us. We amazingly had about two hundred willing warriors from all species and races who joined our ranks, even vampires who did not agree with Victorianna's future or the manner of getting there. I found out the entire family of the little girl deflected from Victorianna's side after they found out what happened to their dau
Thentos looked at me confused, I pointed to my head, trying to tell him that whoever it was was speaking inside my head. William raised his finger to get our attention and pointed to the woods. There was a figure just at the border. "Zzz-i-n-n-ia, I know you're there." This time, he said it aloud. "Come out and play." A young girl came running out of the jungle. Blood was streaming down her face. Tears, she was a young vamp girl, and she was crying. Her eyes focused on me. Fear, hurt, and betrayal flickered through her eyes. I needed to do something, she was suffering and I needed to do something about it. "There is a playmate for you. Come out and play. You are, in a matter of fact, a mere child." The voice sounded sarcastic. Before the girl reached us, a black tentical closed around her wrist. She screamed out in pain, and the scent of flesh burning could be smelt. Blood started dripping from the area. Purple marks started appearing around the tentical. I started
I pulled away slightly to look into those beautiful warm eyes. "Hey baby," I said, smiling He kissed me on the forehead, and I could see the relief in his eyes. Underneath all that was pain. I could see that he didn't want to talk about it. That was good because neither did I. I had too many questions, and now was not the time or place for it. "I am so glad I found you." He smiled "So now we can elope." He teased. "Come on darling, let's run away forever." I went along with it. We turned away and ran. Ran till we reached the gates he turned to me suddenly and seriously. The whole way, we were silent, not talking about what happened to any of us or what I saw or what I would find. "Nia." He turned to me. "I need to warn you." "Don't." I whispered because I knew what he would say. I knew he would try to warn me about William being in mourning for his mate and baby. How our world has changed. I could feel the evil and darkness in the air, just standing at th
My breath caught in my throat. I couldn't believe this. I wanted to pounce him and ravage him, but I couldn't. This beast was Victorianna's son. When will the act stop? When will he change from the knight in shining armor back to the monster he allegedly is? I couldn’t tell him I knew and I couldn't tell him I might be in love with him too (OMF! Where the hell did that come from? You don't love him! You should be in love with Eric, but....no! I am seriously suffering from Stockholm Syndrome!""I..." I stopped his eyes were waiting for my answer. Longing filled them, and I knew my answer would most probably cause my death.(You have nothing to loose.) The thaught hit me. I suppressed it at first, but it came back. (It's true you can't return to your mother. You don't have a father, and you're considering your feelings for Eric and Enrickio. Justine just died.)I pondered about it for a while. (I have Thentos and William....who need me now....or do they?)I took a deep bre
He led me to the garden cabin behind the house. Inside was a young girl clenching her side in pain. Blood seeped through her fingers because of her wound. I would know this girl anywhere; "Shila?"Her white-haired head shot up at the sound of my voice. I could see the longing in her faded green eyes. It made me want to disappear. She disgusted me. Her fragile demeanor will at first trick you into wanting to protect her. Wanting to love and get to know her, but once you do, she changes into a bloodthirsty monster."Thentos." She pleaded and started crawling towards me, but the look on my face must have said everything because she stopped and just let her head hung for a second before looking up again."What are you doing here?""I...I ...I was passing by when..." She stuttered at first."Stop lying! Why were you part of the..."I didn't want to say assassination, I wanted to say murder, but I could not get the words out."Because..." She hissed."Because what?" I growled."
He took her from me and disappeared down the corridor to their room. I wasn't sure what to do and I didn't want to leave him alone so I followed him into their room. The baby was asleep on their bed between two pillows, and he was busy running bath water in the onsuite. "What is her name?" I asked, wanting to make conversation. I could not stand quiet. "I haven't decided yet. She always wanted to name our first born Zinnia out of respect, but I always liked Jennavive." "Why Jennavive?" "Her full names were Justine Jenavive Dijon." The longing for her could be heard as he said her name. "She wanted to call her Zinnia out of respect for the king?" I confirmed. "Yes, may his soul rest in peace." He whispered the latter. I wondered as I stared into the innocence of her face. The poor baby had no idea what she had lost and what was to come next. In a way, I envied her peaceful innocence. "Jennavive Nicole Dijon, Nia Jennavive Dijon, Zinnavive Justine..." I trailed off a
The attack was quick and efficient. There was definitely an inside man or women involved in this attack. I made another round and counted a total of 9 bodies from the attackers and 5 of our own dead and one of our own wounded. I returned to Zinnia's room, and what I came upon was a nightmare right out of a horror movie. I would never forget the sight for as long as I might live. William was holding the cold, limp Justine. He was covered in blood and mumbling some incantation over and over again. He turned towards me as I opened the door, and I felt helpless. His eyes were begging me to do something to help in some way, but there was nothing I could do. It was just not possible. There was no weapon or body close to her, I couldn't understand what could have possibly ripped her stomach open like that. Her throat was also slashed open to ensure the death of the mother and infant.I looked up at Williams, begging eyes and suddenly, his eyes went wide, and he instantly rippe
I felt the shiver run down my spine, which indicated someone was trying to communicate with me. I haven't felt that shiver in so long. On the one hand, it confirmed that the magic was fading, and I was starting to get my magic back, but on the other hand, I hated this way of communicating. It is like a gun you hold to your head to pull the trigger that separates your body from your mind. What made it worse for me was the fact that I never knew who to expect, I knew that as you get used to it there is ways to tell who it is but I was not at the caller ID stage yet. I was also not at the stage where I could decline the incoming call, as yet. Before I knew it, I was in my fathers house again. I was in my room. I was not prepared for what I saw. Justine was sitting on my bed, and she looked like she swallowed a basketball. I knew I was gapping, but I was struggling to find words, and then someone hugged me from behind. I spinned around, only to find Thentos grinning at me. He
"Evening son." I could hear the suspicious tone in my mothers voice, coming from the darkness. I looked around and saw she was in her room. There was only one reason for this summons. "Evening mother." I greeted her."How are you?" (Cut the crap) I thought to myself, she has never cared for one of us. She was stalling or buying time. "Same as always." I shrugged. "Is the job done?" I could hear the threat behind her words. (No mother, I fell for the girl that I had to kill. But guess what, I won't be killing her. I will be taking her with me, and we are going to disappear. Somewhere, no one will find us. I haven't told her yet, but I don't think she will have a problem with it, even though she probably will. So, mom, what do you think of my plan? Do I have your blessing? No, I have never had your blessing for anything, have I...) She interrupted my mental conversation. "Well?" I could hear the supressed anger in her tone. "She is probably dead." I lied. "What?!"