A bucket of water was poured over April's head, it had jolted her awake so rudely and without warning that her entire face was still dripping from the cold water. April opened her eyes, she saw her hands and legs were chained and she wasn't in the store room, where she was looked like a dungeon, a dark cold dungeon. Shocked at receiving such treatment, she struggled to free herself from the chain but felt sharp thorns piercing through her skin. April whimpered in pain as she stared at the chains with sharp thorns used to chain her. "I'd advise you not to struggle to free yourself unless you want to get hurt." She heard his cold voice echoed in the dungeon as he took a seat watching her as she whimpered in pain. He seemed to find pleasure in seeing her in agony. "The next time you try to run away from me, your mum and your best friend, Mandy or whatever she calls herself would also be punished." April felt her knee weakened as she heard his threats. She knew this man was
"It was you, Margaux." His lips twitched as anger overflowed his eyes. "The witch who cursed me three hundred years ago was you." April stilled, gobsmacked by what he had just said. 'She? She was a witch? She cursed him three hundred years ago?' She snickered as she found it hard to believe. Was this demon messing with her? Did he actually expect her to believe him? She had not even dealt with him being a demon and now what? She was a witch? "You don't believe me?""Who would believe the gibberish you just said?"Another long pause of silence followed, his gaze stayed glued on April that she felt like the demon was slowly seeing through her deepest soul, as though the gods bestowed on him the power to examine every human's deepest secrets.April's heart skipped when she saw him rise from his seat, walking closer to her. Each step he took caused her heart to pound faster. She would be lying if she said she wasn't scared of him, she was really scared of him even when he wasn't in h
Damon walked into the living room thinking about what he had just seen, no, she had revealed it to him. 'Why? Why did he....' He scoffed, he seemed to have forgotten who she was, she was a powerful witch, she was capable of manipulating his mind. She probably revealed that to him to save herself so he wouldn't kill her. "That cunning witch." He cursed and turned when he heard footsteps approaching. Dana, Connor and the ginger haired witch Lemuel entered the house. Dana had brought Lemuel along with her to avoid being alone with Connor. She bowed when she saw Damon fold his arms as he approached them. "I was told you asked for me." Dana said as she raised her head to look at him but quickly looked down as she couldn't stand his intimidating aura. "I need you to look into the memory of a human." Damon replied going straight to the point. Dana furrowed her brow at what Damon had just asked her to do. It was something outrageous and forbidden for the witches. "It is forbidden for
Dana alongside with the ginger haired witch entered the dark dungeon and they were welcomed with the sight of a weak young lady chained. They couldn't see her face because her head was facing down. She looked weak and exhausted as if she wouldn't survive a day in this fiery pit. "Is this the infamous Margaux? She looked so weak." Lemuel was the first person to speak when they entered the dungeon. "Is it okay for him to chain her this way?" He added as they approached April, staring at the weak human before them as she whimpered in pain. April slowly raised her head when she heard his voice. She first caught the sight of the ginger haired witch then noticed a stunning young lady about her age beside him and by their looks, she could tell they weren't human like her. 'What are they? Are they also demons?' She asked herself inwardly. Then she began to wonder why the demon sent them here. This was the first time she would see other persons apart from the demon himself. Since she
Dana watched April as she was slowly drifting into sleep. She heard her scoff and mumbled some words before finally shutting her eyes. Dana touched her forehead only to see she was burning, her body were unpleasantly hot which made Dana wonder when Damon had actually abducted her and dumped her here. She could tell that the demon didn't feed her anything ever since he brought her here. No wonder she was so weak that she couldn't even stand on her own. In spite of how vulnerable she was, he still chained her in that dungeon. She knew she wasn't supposed to be sympathetic towards her judging by what she had done in the past but still, she was reborn as a human,he knew how weak she was, could he be this cruel? She stared at April's pale face, the thoughts of looking into her memory crossed her mind but she immediately brushed it off, now wasn't the right time to think about it, she told herself as she stood up to take her leave but then turned to look at the sleeping human. L
Connor walked into the living room and watched Damon sitting on the comfortable looking lounge chair by the window quietly staring out of the window. It was already near dusk and he knew it was a routine for Damon to sit on that lounge. He shook his head as he stood right beside him. "Dana has healed her wounds but she has a high fever and she needs to be treated." Connor reported the situation at hand. Damon eyes still didn't leave the window despite hearing what Connor had just said as though he didn't give a damn If the young lady dies and goes to hell where she initially belongs. "So?" He said lazily scratching his brows. "I was wondering if you could.......""Never!" Damon immediately cut in as if he knew what Connor was about to ask him to do. Connor wasn't surprised by Damon's immediate reply. What was he expecting? He knew Damon would never agree to it, it would only be weird if he agreed to it. "Then, permit me to bring Mr Jonathan here.""Was she badly hurt?" He asked.
Dana stood from where she was and left the room not replying Lemuel's question. The ginger haired witch could only sigh when she left the room leaving him alone with the witch turned human. She entered the living room and saw Damon sitting at the lounge chair by the window and as if he sensed her presence, he turned to look at her and gestured for her to sit which she did. "What did you see?" He asked as his voice echoed in the quiet house. "How could i possibly see something when you couldn't? You already knew her memories were hidden yet you still called me here, i doubt you called me here to confirm your suspicion. Why did you bring me here?" Damon sighed loudly as he heard her question. "So you couldn't see anything?" He asked as the corner of his lip curled into a smirk. Dana gritted her teeth when she heard his reply, he was obviously avoiding her question and she didn't know why she felt he just mocked her for not being able to look into Margaux's memor
Connor, Mr Jonathan and the twins Sam and Pam entered the dull looking living room, they couldn't find a single soul in the room not even Damon. "Follow me." Connor said as he took them to where April was. They entered the room only to find her still unconscious even when Dana had already healed her injuries. Sam and Pam's mouth were slightly opened as they couldn't believe they finally got to see the infamous witch. Just like the witches, the vampires had also told tales of the evil witch. Even though Sam and Pam lived in the human world alongside with their uncle Jonathan, they had still heard of the tale of the evil witch from their uncle that was why they had insisted on coming here with him when they heard Connor telling their uncle about the evil witch. "I can't believe i finally got to see the infamous Margaux." Pam said staring at the sleeping human on the bed."I'll leave you to treat her." Connor said as he excused himself searching for Dana. He really hoped she h
[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