Luke Mason, an average teenager who just turned 18, who lived with her mother, Angela, in the suburbs of Cebu City. He acquired his scholarship to study in a prestigious school, the University of San Carlos. A school unaffordable for low-class families like him. The scholarship made it possible for Luke to study in that school for free. His father, Erik Mason, left them four years ago for matters that he did not yet understand. Before his leaving, his father promised Luke to give him a gift if he turned 18. Luke met Maria Cruz at school and fell in love in secret. Maria was mysteriously beautiful, rich, and popular. But Luke sensed something peculiar about Maria and in one incident, Luke found out that Maria is a witch. The secret stayed between them and they eventually became friends. Months after Luke's birthday, his father Erik, visits them back home. Erik explained to his ex-wife, Angela, the purpose of his visit, to give Luke the long-time promised gift. Erik handed him an attache case. In it was a Moonstone Pendant and a dagger, weapons in killing witches. Luke then knew that his father is a witch hunter that came from a long lineage of witch hunters, called the Keepers. The Founders of the Keepers held a tradition to pass down their legacy to their children when they reached 18 yrs of age. The events now twisted as Luke tried to weigh his options, to kill Maria and her family of witches or leave them be, imposing danger to society.
View More“Hey! Layla. Happy to see you. How have you been?” My emotions rosed to positivity.“Yeah. 3rd year now here in Fortis. How about you, I heard you transfer, so here you are. Found you.” She sniggered with a friendly expression on her face.“Yeah, it’s been tough for me though in the city. Maybe a place like this would give me peace of mind,” I confessed. The thought of Maria and the memories we shared in the places at school gave me nostalgia. It was also for the best for my mum, whenever the witches threatened me, it would also impose a threat to my mother.“Do not stress yourself too much, Luke. It does not look good on you. I do not want to see that handsome face of yours, frowning,” she chuckled while smacking my shoulder.“Do I look stressed?”“Yeah. It’s written all over your face. Or, are you just anxious in this new school?”“Maybe. I
Monday.I felt weird heading towards the new school. The secret school as the Keepers said had me a faint idea of what it looked like. A secret school for a secret society. It was about 100 kilometers away from the city and headed towards mountainous parts of the region. The area was seemingly cold as the car ran along well maintained cemented road, slicing through the visible faint fog that floats along the road. Beyond the long and wide road, were heaved with mostly pine trees and other kinds of trees that were heavy with leaves.It was a four-hour-long ride and my mother decided to stay back at our house. She was offered to come with me but she refused. She was comfortable in her state and she seemed happy with her work at the hospital even with the hectic schedule she always had.“Your father is waiting for you at school to introduce you to some of your teachers,” Collins mused while he drove smoothly with the Range Rover. I could not understand
The laughter of passers-by heard from a distance. Whatever we got going, we stopped and stared at each other until the people from beyond the parking lot disappeared from our sight. The parking lot was normally unpopulated in a time before the people from work had gone home. For a few more minutes, this lot would be full of cars, and thus our conflict would end. Lance had deep breaths, tried to relieve the pain he had on his wounded shoulder. I saw the flesh was slowly burning away, emanated from where the dagger had been buried.I saw the source of the laughter and they were young adults like me but with different uniforms. They were from another school. They seemed amused by themselves, their voices echoed to the walls of the three-story buildings that heaved the block.For a few seconds, the passers-by vanished and without hesitation, I sprinted towards him. Swung my dagger to slice his throat and he evaded it an inch away from my blade but he stumbled as I tripped
The parking lot was empty of any human soul, only a few parked cars. The rustling sound of leaves that danced against the cold breeze and the clanking of interlinked wires were audible at the moment.“I will kill you, Lance!” I said it. Before the thought of killing a soul had not crossed my mind but this time, it was different. I was facing a murderer who had not answered his crimes yet.“Why? Why did you kill two of our teachers?” I asked angrily.“It was simply a misunderstanding. Mr. Ross and Mr. Bennette did not understand my situation. I could not fail my subjects or the school could take me away from the basketball team.”“They did not deserve to die, Lance!” I argued.This guy was insane. He had to kill teachers just to maintain his grades and keep his title as Captain of the basketball team. All he was thinking about was his fame and reputation. The itch of killing him grew stronger. I was in
Suddenly, the grandeur portrait of the headquarter mansion invaded my thoughts. The people that dwell on it, young and old, were destroyed by witches. I could not imagine if such witches exist that dared to attack the people that hunted them for decades. It seemed they had prepared for this day and they were training for a counter offense against the Keepers. The statement of Maria seemed to be impossible on my first comprehension, thus I asked for clarification.“Are you saying that witches are going to attack the headquarters?” I asked perplexedly. The thrill of her next words seemed to be forever until she responded, “Yes. Unfortunately, Luke. They are planning for an all-out war this time. That is why I came here to warn you.”“All-out war? Are we not in a war already?” I asked.“This time, Luke. It will be chaotic.” She replied.“When?”“I do not know for sure. But I have heard
My soul jumped in surprise or confusion. My heart was hammering hard against my chest as my vision fell into her smile. She stood up from the couch, wearing loose tattered jeans and a fitting shirt. She had no make-up on but even the simplicity of her looks, her smile had an overwhelming effect on me.“Hey!” I greeted with a cracking voice.“Hey!” She greeted back.“H-How are you?” I said as I lowered myself to the cushioned chair across her and she sat back. It was the first question that came into my mind along with numerous questions in line for me to ask her.She was glancing at my mom as she prepared for dinner in our kitchen as if she had something to say discreetly. I got her signs in her uneasiness and she needed for us to talk privately.“Ahm, I am fine,” her voice was soft and almost inaudible.I smiled at her and turned to my mom. “Mom, we will go upstairs to talk about our upc
“Make up your mind, Alex. Am I a maggot or a dead fish?” I said casually. Alex had lifted me slightly and pressed against the wall with both hands. He was strong as he looks and his two friends behind him, flexed their knuckles as if trying to intimidate me. I looked up at the sky beyond the tall buildings and I saw despair. The clouds seemed to frown at me, told me something unfathomable.“Where is your friend, Luke? Did he run away, afraid to face me outside campus?” Alex groaned. I veered my vision towards Alex.“You cannot beat his ass, Alex. He is well trained in Krav Maga,” I said.“Krav Maga you say. Trying to make your boyfriend stronger ha. Well, if you do not tell me where he is then we will beat your ass until you sing.”He released me from his grip and took a step back. Bullet time suddenly activated the moment I sensed danger. I had anticipated his move, about five steps in advance. He would del
A month only left to end the semester. I am bound to embark on a new school for my third year in college. A feeling of lonesomeness had defined my mood every time I stepped in the school’s campus. It was just a month before that we had fought with the Coven spies and it was ugly. One witch had died in the hands of my father’s team and I am almost killed twice.I was almost indifferent with the people around me, my shyness never loomed since that day. I felt incredibly confident and without remorse. Sadly, the absence of Maria gave a vacuum in my heart, a space filled with nothingness. She had not replied to my text messages even in social media. I have heard she and her family had moved to another place, without even finishing the semester.I understood their condition, they felt unsafe anymore on this grounds even in this region. This place now was filled with Keeper’s spies, to continually look for the presence of Witches but also for
Slowly, she lifted the ice stake aiming at my heart. My both hands on her hand that choked my neck, tried to loosen her grasp. I felt my strength was fading as I struggled to introduce air into my body. She teased the tip of her stake to my chest, running in circles. I felt the pointy tip of the ice stake chilled my shirt wherever it touched and the thought of imminent death raced my heartbeat, hammering against my chest.“Should I kill you this time boy?” The woman taunted.With only one push of the stake would instantly kill me as it was aiming right in the middle of my sternum. I was instantly remorseful of what my eagerness had led me. I may have caused this incident. The Coven spies were maybe deployed because they had feared Maria might be compromised because of me. Because maybe of our secret meetings in the memorial.Suddenly, a figure appeared in my peripherals. It was coming fast as if it was flying or jumping. I was not sure, my vision blu
I found myself fell to the ground again as I accidentally collided with Alex, a bigger and stronger guy. I struggled to stand up but when I do, I had no slight derision in my expression. I smiled at him and there would be no further commotion. Was it my fault, or his? I always asked myself before but for a few more incidences like this, and to the same person, I concluded this was not a rare happenstance. A Perfect definition of bullying and I am the perfect target. I could not retaliate, I hate attention from other students and I hate further embarrassment. There’s nothing I could do. Just hoped for the humiliation to end immediately and the end of the semester as I could change my walking routes towards classes. But for the time being, there was only one way towards my classroom, the cobbled walk path passing the campus park. A place students would loiter during their free time. Hence, the name Freedom park. Maybe it was my fault, I walked al...
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