Weeks rolled by; Michael visited Emily frequently. He hung out with her a couple of times, but he ended up having a mood swing and leaving with a lame excuse.Richard had moved in fully with them, but Emily had refused all his efforts to make a conversation with her.She was in her room. She kept jumping on her bed, trying to pop out wings and fly. She didn't know whether to expect fiery wings or coal-black wings. Her father opened her door halfway and peeped into the room. She fell on her bed and quickly composed herself."What were you doing?" Richard asked, stepping into the room."Why didn't you knock?" She answered his question with a question that wasn't in any way related to his question. She was being unreasonable. He sat on her bed and let out a sigh. "I know you're mad at me. I'd be too if I were you. " "I'm not mad at you." She stood up from the bed and strode to her window."You've always been avoiding discussions with me." Richard stood up. I know you have a lot of ques
The closer they got, the more she got gripped by fear. One of them drew out a golden dirk, and Emily's heart jumped to her throat. As he strode up to her, she stiffened. "For a hybrid, I thought you'd put up more of a fight." He raised the sword and Emily shut her eyes, expecting the worst, but she heard the sound of a lightning striking someone instead, and a groan followed. She fell to her knees and looked beside her and found the guy with the golden dirk on the floor, smoke emanating from his body.She looked up and saw Chris standing in front of her. He stretched out his hand to her and she took it. He pulled her to her feet with a grin plastered on his face."We came for the girl. Give her to us and we might let you live." The guy Chris had struck with lightning spoke as he struggled to his feet. Emily rushed behind Chris, who strode a little towards them with a smirk. "I'll give you a chance to run. "The guys gazed intermittently at Emily and Chris, their wings slowly coming
When they were gone, Michael fell to his knees, shivering slightly as he gazed at his gory claws. He looked around him, terrified by the countless bodies of ravens on the ground. He muttered, "What have I done?""That was incredible, Mike," Chris applauded. When did you learn how to do all that? You seemed like the dark one a few minutes ago. ""I told you I didn't want to do this.""Yes, but you had to do it."Michael rolled his eyes and said, "Take care of the bodies." Before Chris could talk back, Michael accelerated home. *"Michael," his father called, rushing up to him as he had just walked in. "I think I've found a way to bring Chris's good side back."Michael kept mute, walking slowly to the stairs. "Are you okay?" Nicholas asked, pausing for a minute. "What happened to you?" He noticed the blood stains on his lips and hands, and some splashes of blood on his shirt."Since when do you care?" Michael retorted."That's not fair." Nicholas spoke in a low tone.Michael shook his h
Hot tears flowed down Michael's face. He looked down at Emily, wishing he was dreaming. He tried to convince himself that she was just asleep and that she would wake up soon, but the blood oozing from her neck was enough to tell him that she wasn't sleeping. "She's part phoenix; she'll awaken." He held his hopes high as he tried to solace himself. He wiped his face with his hands and lifted her off the ground."Where are you taking her?" Giselle asked in a tremulous tone as he started walking away. She sniffed her nose, and Michael realized she had been crying the whole time."Home." Michael replied. His gaze was fixed on the road as he kept walking further.As they walked to Emily's house, Elsa frowned, noticing Sydney's facial expression. He didn't look woeful, he looked rather exultant. Elsa watched him suspiciously. His thrillingness baffled her.When they got to Emily's house, Giselle knocked on the door. But Michael didn't wait, he barged in, startling Richard, who was seated o
Giselle sat beside Emily on the couch, crying intently. She looked up at Emily and noticed smoke issuing out of her."Does anyone see what I'm seeing?" She looked up at Emily's parents."Rebecca?" Richard called."She's coming back." Rebecca's face lit up. "The couch is burning." Giselle jumped off of the couch."Rebecca, put her out." Richard commanded."I create and manipulate fire, not quench it." Richard tried to take Emily off the couch, but he yelled as her body burned his hands. He readied himself again and quickly took her from the couch and placed her on the floor.They stood and watched as Emily ignited into flames and continued burning until what they saw on the ground was a heap of ashes.After a while, they saw Emily's hand stretched out from underneath the ashes. She sat up from the ashes and looked at herself. She looked up at them and asked with a frown, "What happened?"************Michael opened his eyes slowly and observed the room he was in before he sprang up.
Elsa hesitated. She looked at the men as they climbed the stairs. "No," she shook her head, "I'm not leaving you here." She spread her palms out to them, casting a spell that sent them falling back to the ground with a thud.She held her hands to both sides and floated as she descended from upstairs. She used her supernatural power to throw a flower vase at Sasha.Sasha left Philip and held her fist in the air. The vase shattered into pieces and fell to the ground. Philip dropped, free from Sasha's spell. He noticed the two guys going after Elsa, and he flung himself towards them. He punched one of them and threw him to the ground. ***********Michael walked to Elsa's house, he wanted to express his gratitude for what she did for him. When he got to her house, he noticed that something was happening inside. He threw open the door to observe what was going on. Everyone was engrossed in the fight, so no one appeared to notice his presence.He witnessed the two men beating Philip. He wa
Michael opened his eyes after a few hours. He sat up, squinting and scratching his eyes. He lifted himself up from the floor and tied the towel he found covering him firmly around his waist. He had shifted fully into a wolf without the presence of the full moon. It was something he hadn't done before. Memories of the previous night flashed in his head. As much as he'd wanted to deny it, he really had to talk to his father. He had heard what Sydney knew, but it wasn't enough for him. He wanted to know his origin, his real family, and why they gave him up. "You were trying to say something hours ago, before you passed out." Sydney's voice drifted Michael out of his wonder zone. He swiftly turned in response to the startling voice, his eyes flashing in that direction. "Yeah," Michael agreed, when his eyes fell on Sydney. "We need to find the golden dirk before the ravens do." He gazed at his shredded clothes lying on the ground and thought of what he'd wear."Here!" Sydney hurled a shir
It was dark, but the bright moonlight helped illuminate the night, so bright that a werewolf could see brightly without gleaming their wolf eyes. The rain descended heavily from the firmament, and Michael found himself standing under the cloudburst in the middle of the scanty forest; he had no idea of the exact place he was. He hurried to search for a place to hide to avoid getting drenched by the rain. He stopped and studied himself, noticing he wasn't getting wet by the rain. It took him some time to realise that he was in Nicholas's memory. He wondered why Nicholas had brought him here. A while later, he heard sounds. It was not the rumbling of thunder, nor was it the roaring of winds, or the heavy rain drops that fell to the ground; it was heartbeats. He heard two heartbeats. Listening closely, he heard indistinct voices. He ventured deeper into the forest, trying to locate where the voice came from. He shuffled through the trees, and the voice became vivid. He walked further ti
Chris laid on the bed in Sydney's room, drenched in sweat. His limbs, leaden, felt as though encased in metal and the painful flow of wolfsbane burned in his veins like acid. His eyes rolled to Benjamin, who sat on the edge of the bed like a vulture waiting for its prey to die. An evil grin played across his lips as he raised a syringe, its contents a deadly shade of green. "Dad, that's enough already." Sydney was standing beside the shelf. "You've already given him countless shots of wolfsbane anymore and you're going to kill him." He said. Benjamin's face twisted in a sneer. "If I wanted him dead, I would have done it already," he hissed, pressing the needle against Chris's arm and Chris felt the sharp pierce on his skin. Tears rolled down as he shut his eyes close, anticipating the worst. But what he heard was a crash across the room. They all looked up and found the door tossed on the other side, emanating flames, and Emily strode in. The flaming wings at her back glowed over he
Elsa sat alone in the cellar, reflecting on Oliver's words. The sun was already lowering, and she threw her gaze to the window that was situated at the top left corner. She had a limited amount of time. She stood up and began to pace the cellar. The last thing she wanted to do was let them down, and it broke her heart to think that Michael might not make it. Anything she could to prevent that from happening. She raised herself up and pounded the metal door of the cellar with her fist."I want to see Oliver."She didn't anticipate any nearby warlocks responding to her request. Plus, who ever pays attention to their prisoners? But when she heard the sound of the locks clanging, she was astounded. A warlock of about her age entered, he took her arm in a firm grip but was more gentle than the one earlier. He kept up with her pace until they reached Oliver's doorstep. He gave a soft knock and waited outside until he heard a response from the person on the other side of the door. He then o
"Who do we have here?" The man stood up from his seat and walked past Elsa."Let her go, Alaric." Philip yelled, struggling to free himself from the two warlocks who held tightly to his arm."She came here on her own, so why don't you let her decide if she wants to go or not?" Alaric smirked."Let them go." Elsa said, and Alaric spun around to face her."Since when do I take orders from a child?""I'm not a child.""Whatever. I now have your dad and his werewolf friend here, so I've got some leverage.""What do you want?" Elsa frowned."Surrender yourself to be taken for trialling." "No!" Philip yelled and struggled once more."I'll do it, as long as you let them leave here unharmed.""Believe me, I'm a man of my word." Elsa held her both hands above her head and a warlock grabbed her hands, twisting it to the back, causing her to wince and curse inwardly as he cuffed her hands, holding on to the chain attached to it. She watched them take their grip off her father and Nicholas, and
Morning came and Elsa sat up on her bed as she stretched her tired limbs and a yawn followed. Her brows furrowed; she felt something instantly, a presence of someone in her room. She slowly spun her head around and jumped out of her bed with a scream as her eyes fell on the man sitting in the small chair in her room. "Dad!" She placed her hands on her chest to settle her chaotic breathing. "You scared me." "I'm sorry." He smiled. "Did you stay up all night?" She asked. "No," He shook his head. "I came in this morning to apologise for all that happened last night, but you were asleep." "OK..." Elsa swallowed. She immediately remembered the picture she had drawn on her jotter, and she immediately went to grab it from the drawer which stood on the left side of her headboard. "Here." She flipped the page and handed it to him. "That's the building I saw in my vision and my instinct tells me that's where I'll find answers. I need to go there.""No!" Philip rose from his seat and paced t
Lights flashed and Elsa found herself standing in front of a tall and aged, crooked building looking like nothing more than a castle. With how dark and quiet it was, she wondered if there was anyone living in there. She immediately sensed something; intense power emanated from the building, then she quickly understood that the building wasn't just any building.Her guts suddenly urged her to go in and as she took a step forward, a rough wind blew, raising dust and sand that blurred her view and when she passed through the wind, she saw herself in front of a book floating in the middle of a wild flame.Sensing someone behind her, she spun around and her jaw fell from the sight of a dashingly handsome guy, probably in his early twenties. His sliver eyes glistening as the flames reflected in them. His sharp jawline and dark eyes gave him a frightening pulchritude, while his long, silky blonde hair, which flaunted around his shoulders from the mild breeze, gave him a regal look.There was
Blake raised his hands at the ravens, signaling them to seize the torture. He shook his head vigorously and yelled at her. "No! You told me your son was dead.""I lied." Rebecca maintained a facial expression void of emotion."Then how did he become..." Blake grimaced and pointed at Jacob, who had already transformed halfway. "This?"Victoria looked back at her son and fought back the tears that threatened to drop as she saw blood dripping down his body with his huge, dark wings spread out. She could barely see his skin as blood covered most of it. "A werewolf bit him during the full moon." Victoria began and turned to face Blake. "But because of his inactive raven, his body accommodated the venom and instead of killing him, he transformed into this; a pterolycus." She said.****Dickson turned off his car engine and alighted. Stunningly staring up at the high mountain as he banged the door to his car shut. He looked at Giselle over the top of his gray Mercedes. "You're sure this is i
"How is that even possible? It should only affect a hybrid." Emily took a few steps close to Nicholas. "He's only a werewolf, right?"Nicholas nodded. "I'm as confused as you are." "A witch spelled it... Maybe Elsa can help. I'll go get her." Emily left Michael's house scared and worried that something bad would happen to Michael if they didn't take action on time. She walked at a fast pace and she bumped into Giselle, who also looked worried and distressed."I can't find Victoria," Giselle complained. "She's not at her store and she's not home; it's weird.""She has definitely gone in search of Jacob." Emily said."And it doesn't bother you? Shall I remind you that half of my family is missing because of you?""Of course it bothers me, and I feel terrible about it.""Feeling bad won't make any difference. We need to save Jacob.""Gee, Chris is still recovering. Sydney is not on our side and Michael got stabbed by a weapon that's spelled to kill only a hybrid, but it's killing him."
Elsa held up her fist and cast a repose spell on Sydney, which caused him to slump and roll down the stairs."Michael!" Emily screamed, and they all rushed to him as he groaned loudly. Blood oozed from his shoulder, where the golden dirk was stuck."Pull it out!" He told Jacob, who used his left hand to press him down before he sharply pulled out the golden dirk with his right hand.A deep growl escaped Michael's throat as he quickly clutched at this bleeding stomach. Jacob helped him up with an arm around his shoulder. Nicholas rushed over to the sleeping Sydney and carried him."We should go." Elsa shouted, and they all charged in the gate's direction. "Wait!" Emily's words caused them to halt. "My father... I wanna go find him." "I'll come with you." Jacob said without hesitation. He took Michael to Elsa, and she collected his arm and took it around her neck. "Go," Jacob told Elsa after she had collected Michael, and she nodded.Jacob and Emily hurried away to look for Richard. A
Richard moved quickly, carrying an unconscious Emily in his hands, to the raven enclave.It was already noon when he arrived, and he walked in an open spot where the guards keeping watch would see him easily.Before he approached the gate, the guards saw him and immediately gathered themselves around the gate, waiting for him to get closer, and when he did, they opened the gate immediately, positioned with their weapons.As Richard strode in, his eyes scanned the very familiar community."Blake!" He yelled, "I have the hybrid!"Just then, Blake flapped his wings from behind the guards as they made way for him, and he landed in front of Richard."I brought her already. Can I get my wings?""Not yet, brother!" Blake hollered. "Where is the golden dirk?""I don't have it,""What do you mean, you don't have it? You would undoubtedly take it after killing the ravens.""Well, I didn't. It was almost sunset. I had to rush here with the hybrid, can't afford to get my wings burnt."Blake studi