Medellin City, Lapaz street
1961 - 60 Years before – Before the Keepers was founded
The rain’s downpour was heavy. Everybody hurried to shelter and raindrops crashed to the pavement like knives. The streets were nearly unpopulated and the street lamps faintly illuminated the place and the moon’s light gave no contribution at all, the nimbus stratus clouds covered the skies.
Two men stood before the street and found shelter in a bus stop station. One lit a cigarette to compensate for the frigid air. They were on the place for about an hour or so, looking before a three-story building. On the third floor, a single apartment was rumored to hold a witch. She lived alone and was suspected to have conjured black magic.
“Are we going to proceed as plan, or just freeze here to death,” said the man who had a cigarette, the early forties, and was an ex-military but became a fugitive of the municipality.<
Uncertainty was the feeling the three pursuers had. The uncertainty of life and death. It hit them, the moment they entered the room. It was never what they had expected. The deteriorations they witnessed in the halls were not evident in the room, it seemed the apartment was not housed by a witch. The first sight made them question themselves that maybe they were not in the right place, maybe it was the other room. But the inexplicable feeling made them concluded that the information was accurate.The feeling of depression, the feeling of sadness, the feeling of death, invaded their emotions. The living and dining room combined had no evidence of witchcraft, all mundane. Furniture, chairs, tables, were arranged accordingly.But the stench they smelled did not connect with what they saw. It had to be something, something dead lingered around the corner. They took gentle strides further inside. The lights were turned on and they heard rustling in this room before, thus t
Tim stood up and groggy. He leaned his one hand to furniture nearby to leverage his stand. He rubbed his eyes and glanced at Greg.“What happened?” Tim asked sheepishly.“It’s the witch. He mind-controlled you,” Greg replied while he scowled in distaste upon looking at the apartment how it transformed into.Ray stood up, shook the pain he felt on his shoulder. They were astonished by the room, the powerful witch had played illusions in their mind. The neat and organized apartment was now turned into rot and ruin. Dust was all over the place and wooden floors were dampened like soaked in water that probably came from a leak in the ceiling. The lights were faintly lit up, and everything was dilapidated and old.It looked like it was inhabited for years. The foul stench came from the master’s bedroom. It was closed and Greg knew the smell. He had experienced it before some police cases. It was a smell of dead rotting human
Present time – Keepers Headquarters, BusayGenes? Maturity? Slow-motion? Bullet time? He was making sense. I thought that the triggers were only I see Maria smiles. I thought it was only me and the sight of her triggered the bullet time. I did not know that genes were a part of it.“How do you know dad?” I asked.“I have that skill son. Some witches are stronger and faster, some could manipulate time, and your skill, my skill, is a great help,” my father said, “Your great grandfather had the skill, it seemed inherited.”“I thought it was only me when I see Maria.”“Maria? Is she one of your classmates,” My father leaned on his desk.“Y-yeah. She is. I mean, she is my new friend,” I stammered. I do not want to dwell on the subject any longer. One is for her safety and the subject was awkward for me. I gave an ex
‘Cruz.’ The name I feared that my father would say. It was our oath, our obligation my father emphasized, but I could never imagine me killing Maria. I leaned on the bookshelf and stared at the floor. My thoughts drifted to her beautiful smile or the time that she saved me. Compromising herself just to prevent me from dying and risking her secret identity and their Coven.It was unfathomable as of the moment. I even considered quitting.“If we stop the Cruz bloodline, then we will win the war.” He uttered. It was the emphasis of his lecture. The Cruz bloodline. The bloodline of Larissa, the Coven Queen.My father continued to talk about Larissa’s doings and killings, about the history. But everything seemed blurry momentarily. Then I forced myself back presently.“…Edward had suspected a few Cruz’s in your school and they are monitoring them as we speak,” my father continued. My eyes widen and my hear
Maria decided on a meeting place that we could converse privately, a memorial garden for dead witches. Walking briskly, gave me goosebumps as I passed by a faintly lit pavement across the cemetery. The place was high-end, arranged neatly and some other witch’s families had constructed decent houses that held two to three coffins of their loved ones.The place was expectedly quiet and the breeze carried frigid air that added to my chilled bones. There were properly planted trees blocking the faint moonlight that blanketed the place. I brought my dagger in case Maria had planned for my ambush. Maybe I was compromised, she might know during the apprehension attempt with Lance.Many possibilities rushed my thoughts, challenging my bravery and confidence. I continued to press forward until the last block of the cemetery. Glancing afar, I saw a dark figure sitting down by the curb of the cemetery road. As I was nearing, the figure appeared to be Maria. Her face was anx
Nervousness and never-ending tenseness were the emotions that I felt talking to her. She was telling me secrets and more about her truth, but me, I told lies. Not all of it of course, but she would be devastated if I will reveal them.We were heading back, took gentle strides, shoulder to shoulder, and enjoying the peacefulness of the memorial garden. The moon was visible in the night sky that gave sheepish light to the memorial, filtered by the trees. I was aghast with the beautiful structures that held coffins from prominent families of their Coven. Maria had shared stories of some of her coven mates and a little bit of their history but the information was shallow enough that needed no pondering.But I had been meaning to hear from her about her bloodline. If she was one of the Cruz’s who held Larissa’s maternal blood then she is one of the most powerful witches in their Coven.Every time she told me about her secrets, the more I knew about her. H
As I stepped inside the school campus’ front gate, my paranoia started to loom. Right after I swiped my ID card on a radio frequency detection system, the feeling kicked in. The system flashes your face on a screen conspicuous to the entrance guards to confirm the identity of the ingressed student. The Coven spies might have difficulty in entering the campus without being questioned, they did not have IDs like ours. Or maybe they were actual students waiting for further instructions by their Coven Magistrate.I felt unsafe, I informed my father thru text regarding the Coven spies. I also texted Edward for he might expose my connection with the Keepers. I told Edward not to talk to me for now and lay low. He assured me that other members of the Keepers on our school campus were also engaged with the possibility of identifying these Coven spies. Buy my father and Edward had asked me about the source of my information which I had difficulty in divulging. I could not
My heart melted to see her face so depressed. I could not imagine how the Coven had handled her teenage life with so many restrictions, for the safety and continuity of Cruz bloodline. The freedom park was heaved with students who loitered waiting for their next subject, I could sense their stares piercing through my nape. A popular student talking to a loser in broad daylight was a feat with my status. But the concern was just transient, I refocused on Maria and whatever she may have carried, a burden unimaginable.“Hey, what’s wrong,” I greeted back, my voice was soft with a hint of concern.She continued to stride until our bodies were close enough to hear her whisper.“I think I am in trouble. I think another two students were following me. I don’t know, maybe they are from the Keepers,” she whispered.“Are they still following you?” I asked. I knew this would happen. Now, I know about Coven’s bloo
“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