From what she had just remembered, she didn't even call the demon's name, how then did she call him? How did..... And then, it dawned on her. What was this eerie feeling she was getting? The demon....could it be..... The sound of the door being pushed opened distracted her from her thoughts as she watched the teenage boy enter the room with the dished out food arranged on the tray. He placed the food on the bed and gestured for her to eat. April looked at the food placed before her, the nice smell of the freshly cooked porridge was so good that she almost closed her eyes to take in its scent. Since she was brought here by the demon, she had not been fed anything, not even a drop of water was given to her. She could feel her stomach rumbling, begging for her to just devour the food but she quickly averted her gaze from the food as though she had no appetite to eat. "We'll leave you to eat your food." Pam casually said, dragging Sam with her as they leave the room. She watched as
Damon watched her expression and the corner of his lips lifted up before he moved, closing the distance between them and he leaned in on her. He bent close to her until his lips were about to touch her ear. "If you're that curious, then find me in your memory." He whispered leaving April dumbstruck by his reply. His breath touched her skin, sending sparkles to her nerves that April almost forgot how to breathe. His deep voice seem to have some sort of magic as it lingered in her ear making her heart go wild. April lifted her eyes to meet his, her knees were completely weakened staring into those hauntingly ethereal grey eyes. The presence of the demon before her was enough to suck her energy. He was just too intimidating, his mysterious dark and icy demeanor felt like he was a monster, no, he was a monster disguised as a beautiful man. As they both quietly stared into each other's eyes, getting lost in their gazes. April saw something in his eyes, at first she t
[ At Grey Forest ] The elders and the council members of the witches were gathered at the witch queen chamber for an important meeting. The light of the full moon reflected in the chamber. The witches always had their meetings in the middle of the night and today they were gathered here to discuss something important to their queen. They all rose to their feet and bowed the moment Dana entered. "You can all sit." Dana said as she sat on the high chair made specially for the witch queen. Dana didn't know why the elders and the council members had requested for this meeting and for some reasons, she was getting a really bad feeling about this meeting. "Let's not waste any more time and cut to the chase. What is so important that you all wanted to discuss with me?" The leader of both the elders and the council members, Mr Ralph rose. "My Queen, the elders and the council members have thought and discussed within ourselves and we believe the custom and tradition
April stood near the window staring out of the window. Days passed and she had not had any strange dream after what occured at the living room with the demon. She had tried asking him about what she saw but the demon kept snubbing her, treating like she was a plague that needed to be avoided. Furthermore, she didn't really like coming out from her room because the other time she came out and found all the creatures of the night at the living room, the way they looked at her and treated her as though she was someone who was not supposed to be in their midst. That's a given, she was an evil witch, she was the villian among them that was why they always made her feel uncomfortable. So she had decided to stay in her room until midnight when she knew she wouldn't find them there except of course, the demon who always sat on the chair like it was a routine for him to always sit there in the middle of the night and stare out of the window and she could not help but wonder if the demo
[ At The Hospital ] It was another day already, little April got up from her bed and rushed out of her room in search of the doctor who saved her at the rooftop. That day at the rooftop, before she fell unconscious she was able to see his face and she noticed he was putting on a lab coat which meant he must be a doctor in this hospital and thanks to him, he had raised her hopes of surviving from this heart disease. She believed the Doctor was the only one who could save her so she had to find him. She had been searching for him for days now but yet no one claimed to have seen him despite the accurate description she had given them about him. She didn't know why it was difficult to find this particular doctor, she had even asked the nurses about him and none of them had no idea who he was. It was as though he wasn't in existence, as though he was an imaginary figure she had created in her head but she wouldn't give up because she knew the doctor she had seen at t
April opened her eyes and realised she was dreaming. She wouldn't exactly call it a dream, no, it was as though those memories she had long forgotten were coming back to her. Before she had the strange dream, she didn't even remember that she once searched for a mysterious doctor or a mysterious doctor once saved her. The only thing she remembered was clutching the pinky finger of a doctor whose face wasn't even revealed, she was begging him to save her. Now that she thought about it, she found it really strange. Why did she not remember searching for a doctor? Why could she not see that doctor's face? Why were those memories suddenly coming to her like a dream? Why did she forget about that doctor all these years? Something within her tells her that all these were probably related to the demon. When he came to her, she suddenly remembered clutching a doctor's pinky finger whom she didn't even remember and now she found herself searching for a doctor. Could it be....? She ha
Pam and Sam including the vampire princes sat at the dining table, none of them speaking to each other. Pam was playing a game on her phone, Caesar was sipping his usual glass of blood, Darren was reading a book, Connor was staring at nothing in particular while Sam kept watching the four vampires in front of him as he ate his food in silence. This continued for a while and the loquacious Sam couldn't take the silence anymore. He cleared his throat before he started speaking. "What do you all think uncle Damon is thinking? I doubt he is going to keep the infamous witch here forever. Isn't he going to make a move? You know?" He asked trying to bring a topic for them to discuss. Darren chuckled upon hearing Sam's question, the teenage boy still didn't know his uncle. "No one knows what he is thinking, okay? I'm sure he has a plan, the only thing we can do is wait until he gives an order." He answered before he continue reading the book with him. Sam who was not satisfied with the
He carried his glass of blood giving her a devilish smile on his face, he was satisfied with the expression she had just shown, he had managed to leave her dumbstruck. Although, he had no plans on telling her the answers. Even he still don't understand why.... "The answers.... it's all in your head." April furrowed her brows at what he had just said. Could these creatures stop doing this to her? Can't they just tell her the answers? She was about to speak but got distracted by the sounds of footsteps approaching the kitchen, it was Sam, Pam's brother. The teenage boy halted as he looked at them before heading to the washing basin to wash his plate. Caesar still had that devilish grin on his face as he left the kitchen and still did not answer her question. April pressed her lips into a thin line as she carried the jug and left the kitchen. What was she even expecting? He was like the demon, he would never answer her questions. She entered her room and dropped the jug o
[At Grey Forest ] Dana alongside Lemuel arrived the morgue to see the bodies that was found last night. The guards watching over the morgue bowed the moment they saw their Queen. They pushed the door open for her to enter. And as they entered the morgue, they met Penny the morgue-keeper. Her family had been watching over the morgue for ages, it was Penny's time to take over her family's job. She might look young but she knew things that even the elders doesn't, she had always been the smart one. Dana and Penny used to be friends while growing up, little Penny would always brag about how she would one day be the next morgue-keeper and her little self would be envious of her, that was before she was chosen to be the next Queen. After the oracle had chosen her to be the next Queen, they had a fall out and were no longer close like they used to, including Daisy who still accused her of stealing her dreams. Now that she thought about it, she wondered where Daisy is. Penny bowed at them a
Upon seeing April's bewildered expression, Margaux bursted into a convulsive, loud laughter. "What's with that look on your face?" She asked, her voice carrying a hint of mockery. "I thought by now, you should have known that i am you, and you are me." She added with a crook and insolent smile. April shook her head as she refused to believe the words Margaux had just said to her. "No. That can't be true." There was no way she was Margaux, there was... She strongly shook her head, no, she won't let those words get to her head. "I can never be you!" She said as she pushed Margaux away from her. With that, April woke up with a loud gasp as she almost choked out a breath. What sort of dream was that? She sat up and sighed as she moved the strand of her hair to the back of her ear thinking about the words Margaux said to her. "I am you, and you are me." She repeated those words as she sighed again. "This is so frustrating, why am i Margaux?" She shook her head as she stil
April found herself at Happy town, she looked around wondering how she got here. 'Is this a dream?' She asked herself as she could still vividly remember this place, where she was standing, it all happened here. She could see both adults and children hiding at the corner with their weapons, ready to attack anything that comes their way or maybe anyone. April knew what happened here, these people were going to get killed by her, the evil witch. What she saw at that black pot was repeating itself again in her dream, why? "The evil witch is here, run away!" They heard the shout of a man who was soon killed by Margaux. The little ones quivered at the sight of the evil witch while the adults drew out their weapons, ready to protect their loved ones from the infamous witch. Margaux approached them, deliberately dragging her sword and chanting some spells. She was ready to kill anyone that came her way, both adults and children. The adults bravely came out from thei
It had been so long since she last kissed him, it had been so long since she felt him this close to her. His kiss... his mouth, they taste so mindblowingly good. Lord, she missed him so much, she missed his scent, she missed his touch, his kiss, she missed everything about him. Connor gently nibbled on her bottom lip then hungrily glinded his tongue inside her mouth like a starved beast. His movements were savage, wild and consuming as though he was aiming to devour her whole, as though taking her breath was not enough. It was as if that earnest, deep and passionate desires he had for her had just been unleashed. He had longed for her, yearned for her and desperately wanted her back to him. Day by day, those feelings of longing consumed him, it was as if a part of him was missing, as if a part of him was incomplete but now, she was back to him. How badly he had missed her. Their kiss deepened and a shocking hunger exploded from within as Dana kissed him back as hard as she
[ At Grey Forest ] Dana stood beside the window side of her chamber blankly staring at the moon shimmering bright and giving beauty to the night. She could not even fall asleep knowing that the day to choose her spouse was coming, the full moon which was two days from now. She had tried to delay it but the elders kept insisting and it worried her people that she had no spouse at her age as it was their belief that a Queen ought to have a spouse whom she can rely on. If she tried to delay it again, her people might get wary of her and that was the last thing Dana ever wanted to happen. She had to prove to them that she was capable of ruling them and as a leader, she had to obey the customs and traditions. Dana sighed as there was nothing she could do to avoid the marriage. In two days time, a competition will be held among the young witches in Grey forest and the winner will be chosen as her spouse. The elders had already picked the candidates they think are eligible t
The thought that she might really be the one who hurt Damon and killed those people frightened her, they frightened her to her bones that she could never bring herself to accept his claim that she was the evil Margaux. Deep down, she wished she could just prove to him that she was different from the Margaux he knew in the past, she was different from the lady who caused him pain, she was different from the witch who committed many evil deeds. She also wished he would see her differently, not as the evil witch's reincarnation but as herself, as April Greene but would that ever happen? "What are you staring at?" Damon spoke in his usual unfriendly manner as he let go of her hand. "Let's go." He turned and left. April took a glance at the room one last time before she followed the demon and as she got to the living room, she heard him speak. "Don't look at the walls." "Why?" She inquired as she tried her best not to look at the walls like he said. "You could e
The twinkling stars and the dazzling full moon gave beauty to the dark sky. The cold wind blew like it was quarrelling with earth and the snow fell like rainfall but the moment the snow reached the ground, it turned scarlet as the land had turned into a pool of blood overlaid with dead bodies. On that beautiful night was heard clashing of swords and cries of anguish as more lifeless bodies fall to the ground, killed with no mercy. It was as though death had visited the normally peaceful town, and the oh-so beautiful night had become an unpleasantly horrific sight. At the center of these lifeless bodies, stood a young lady wearing a black cloak. The tip of her long black cloak was soaked with blood as she aggressively pulled out her sword from the last person she had just killed. It was evident that those dead bodies were single-handedly killed by her. The cold wind blew away her hoodie revealing her red curly hair. She slowly turned her head and with the look in her eyes, it was
The reason. . . . The reason why Margaux committed those evil deeds was to take revenge on those who killed her father, however, April could not understand why she had to destroy this town. According to Damon, this town was the only town who accepted her when she was rejected by her own people so why then did she destroy the town? Was that how much she had resented Damon? "Scared?" Damon questioned upon seeing that she had not moved an inch from where she was standing and how she looked lost in thoughts. Distracted from her thoughts, April slightly shook her head. "No." She answered as she looked at her hands which were still slightly trembling. Damon walked towards the entrance of the hut, he turned and looked at April, gesturing for her to come. She obediently came closer to where he was but the moment the demon opened the door and stepped into the hut, April involuntarily retracted. She did not even know how it happened but her body subconsciously stepped back and h
Damon turned and looked at her but his gaze shifted to her trembling hands, he could see how anxious and scared she was. "We are at your home." He replied, his gaze still fixed on her trembling hands. "M..m..my home?" "Yes, your home." Came his reply as he moved his gaze to her dumbstrucked face. "This was where you lived three hundred years ago, Margaux." April let out a low sigh as she hid her trembling hands from him. Now she understood why the demon had brought her here, he had brought her to where Margaux lived three hundred years ago so she could regain those said hidden memories of the past. She let out another sigh realising that she was probably scared for nothing, she was so sure she was not Margaux so there was no reason for her to feel this way, there was no reason for her to feel scared or guilty when she had not done anything wrong but her hands would not stop trembling no matter how hard she had tried to calm herself, she cussed inaudibly as she clenched her