Sam stopped walking, after walking into different rooms to find Damon,he finally found Damon's room. He knocked at the door hoping to get a reply from him but when he got none, he simply opened the door and entered the room. Compared to the other rooms he entered, this dimly lit masculine room was large and empty. And just like the living room, this particular room was even more dull looking. The walls were slate grey and despite how large the room was, there was only a bed and a closet in the room but that wasn't what caught his attention. What caught his attention was the large portrait of a woman hanged at the centre of the wall. The drawing looked so real as though the woman in the portrait was in this room with him, whoever had drawn her must have been an expert. Sam's gaze remained fixed on the portrait as he stared at the woman in the portrait. He was amazed to find a portrait of a woman in Damon's room that he wondered who this woman was. He could tell that this woman
Pam drew the curtains open as the sun shone around the room revealing daylight. It was morning already and April had not woken up yet. Pam bent down as she leaned on the bed looking at April and wondering if the human girl was still alive. "Is she dead?" April heard a voice as she slowly opened her eyes. She scrutinized her surroundings and found out she was still in the same room the unknown man and the witch lady had carried her into. She was trying to remember the things that had happened before she lost consciousness when she caught the sight of an unfamiliar figure, a teenage girl leaning on the bed and just as if she felt her gaze, the teenage girl stood up with her mouth slightly opened and before April could open her mouth to speak, the teenage girl had rushed out of the room leaving April's hand hanged in midair in a failed attempt to stop the teenage girl from leaving. Rushing towards the living room, pam only saw Caesar sipping a glass of blood. She shoo
"There's a problem." She said in a loud voice causing the others to turn to look at her. "The human....she's...she's gone.""What did you just say?" Mr Jonathan questioned as he immediately rised to his feet upon hearing what she had just said. "I...i left her there....in the room...i didn't..." Pam stuttered as she felt an overwhelming fear, frightened that the demon might blame her for letting the evil witch escape on her watch. "She's still recovering, i doubt she would have gone far. Let's split up and find her before Damon finds out." Mr Jonathan suggested before leaving to find April then Connor followed. "Calm down Pam, I'm sure we'll find her." Sam said assuring Pam not to worry before he left alongside with Darren to find April leaving Pam in the living room with Caesar who didn't look like he would be getting up from his seat anytime soon. Pam watched him as he sipped his glass of blood and she could not help but wonder why he seemed calm unlike the others who ha
April stood in the middle of a road surrounded by trees. It was dark, but the moon was shining and shimmering bright. The area was covered in thick fog that she was unable to see clearly. April didn't even know how she got here. Where was she? How on earth did she get to this place? She was about to panic when she caught the glimpse of an old woman standing afar. The thick fog made it difficult for her to see through but she felt the old woman standing afar looked really familiar. She took a deep breath, walking closer to where the woman was standing to get a closer look at her face. April didn't know why she was actually not scared, she was supposed to be feeling gripped by fear for finding herself in this fremd road but here she was, courageously walking to meet this woman. Was it not weird enough that it was only the two of them in this road? Finally getting nearer to where the woman was, her eyes widened when she saw the woman's face. She could not believe who she wa
April slowly opened her eyes and there she thought she had seen the demon looking at her but when she closed her eyes and opened it again, she saw the teenage girl and she realised she was already in the room. Did she just imagine seeing the demon? She wondered how she had managed to get to the room, the last thing she remembered was that she was in the bathroom and then she lost consciousness. Could this girl have brought her out of the bathroom? She touched her head, she could still feel a twinge pain in her head but this pain was nothing compared to the one she had felt in her dream. What kind of dream was that? Some part of it felt like it was her memory and the other part felt unfamiliar to her and April could not help but wonder why she had that strange dream and who was that person that had saved her? "You're awake?" She heard the teenage girl's voice distracting her thoughts. "She's finally awake." She heard another voice and that was when she noticed a teena
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
[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