"Aunt Maria, Uncle Mateo. Pleasss, help me." I looked at them pleadingly, my heart aching for their help. "Ana... Ana... Ana... pl..." Christian tries talking but only ended up coughing out blood."No. No Christian, do not say anything. Please you have to save your strength. You have to live." I caressed his face lovingly, my eyes clouded with tears. I had to wipe the tears from my eyes, so I could stare at his handsome face."Ana..." He tried calling."I'm here Christian, and I'm not going anywhere. Please stop talking." He opened his mouth to talk once more, but before he could.. his eyes went close."Christian! Christian!! No, no, no please no." I took a hold of his wrist in fear, to check his pulse. I felt so relieved when I still felt a pulse, although it's so weak, I need to help him."He isn't dead yet aunt, please help me." "Let him die Anastasia. Please." My uncle clasped his hands in front of his face pleadingly. How can he ask me to let the man I love die. The man I thou
"Great god Apollo, god of Medicine and Healing,Hear this servant's prayer.Heal him ohh god of medicine.Touch him and heal him.Make your servant well with your cleansingtouch.Heal him, Make him well." I chanted my hands placed on Christian's chest, my eyes shut closed... I imagined his inner chest been repaired and made whole. I chanted the mantra three more times, then I heard Christian cough. I opened my eyes immediately, it worked. Christian is healed."Why, am I alive? Is this... is this heaven." He questioned staring at his hands. "If this is indeed heaven, do you really think I would also be in it?" I questioned, smiling broadly."I guess not. I hope not." He utters. I chuckled. "Well, I stopped you from dying." He sat up in one swift movement, having a look of shock. "You saved me?" "Yes I did." I answered."You shouldn't have Anastasia. Why would you do that!" He yelled standing up.I stood up also, having a look of disbelief. "Why wouldn't I? I saw you thrust a kni
"Great-Gran was a man of honor and a great leader to every single member of this clan. He would be greatly missed and loved amongst us. His death came as a shock to us all but today.. we bid him farewell into the land of the dead." Sir Frederick who I can also call the bishop of the clan said in a loud voice. (He is more like the most spiritual person in the clan).Sir Frederick stepped aside and I, my aunt and my uncle knelt down beside the flowing water. I held a vase in my hands, it contains great-gran ashes... I opened the vase then as I poured the ashes into the water, my uncle, my aunt and me started chanting.... "It is time to leave this world and journey into a greater world,There is nothing here for you now, So you must go. Go now, go complete your passing,Go, and with our blessing fare well.Farewell." I poured the remnant of the ashes in the water then stood up. "Today is not a day of sorrow, so we should continue in our happiness... Great-Gran wouldn't like to be the
"What's going on mother?" Christian asked his mum anxiously as we rushed over to the door of the mansion. "I can't explain it Christian. It is beyond my understanding. Come with me." Mrs Grey replied equally anxious and eager. She led us into the mansion taking us straight to the hall. Right from the door of the mansion I could tell whatever was going on in the clan, is big and dangerous. Women were running around, kids were crying. The whole place was just so hectic and in chaos.Walking into the hall I realize the chaos I was met with earlier, was in fact just a smaller one. The one inside the hall is much more bigger. Sick men laying down on mats, some of them looking so dried up, some were covered with white clothes. I am presuming those once are dead.Mrs Grey knelt down in front of one of the sick men... I noticed the man had a bucket besides him. At first I wondered what was the use of the bucket, but soon enough my curiosity was satisfied. The sick man sat up abruptly co
I would love to think this through but just as terror had said, time isn't really on my side to do that. They could have lost another clan man right now, so I can't delay my decision."Fine. I will you give my power, but that's after I cure the clan men." I said with a made up mind."Now that's a right choice. But how would I know, you are going to keep to your words?" He raised an eyebrow, staring at me suspiciously."Why don't we have a witch pact then." I suggested. A witch pact is more like an oath, a witch can't go back on... Once the pact is done and seal, there's no breaking it... If I do, then I die."Fine by me." Terror replied shrugging.*****Christian's POV:"Why isn't she coming back?" Maria asked pacing around worriedly."We just need to be patient with her. I'm sure she will come back soon and end this." I said trying to pacify her."I don't think we have the time to be patient. We just lost two men, and we might loose another in the next few minutes.. hopefully not sec
"All you have to do is close your eyes and I will take care of the rest." Terror said to me, and I did as he instructed. He takes a hold of my hand, murmured some words that I had no idea of it's meaning... Then he drew some lines on my palm.I felt it, I felt it just the way I had felt it when Arkalis passed on his powers to me. But this time it was different, I felt a surged of power leaving my body. Terror took everything, every single ounce of power in my body... I felt empty. "Well that's it, it was nice doing business with you Miss witch. See you later." He winked at me then disappeared. "I hope not " I muttered to myself staring at the empty space before me. *****TWO WEEKS LATER*****It's been two weeks, a week of endless nightmare, avoiding Christian and his clan. It's been a tiresome week."Ana! Ana! Miss Anastasia." The distant yelling of my name resounding in my ear, brought me out of my deep thinking.I was met with the angry eyes of my history teacher, Mister Peters. A
"How could you've kept this from me. The entire clan, yes! But me, why?" Christian exclaimed pacing around the cabin. Christian didn't leave earlier when I actually thought he did. Instead, he drove out of the woods and waited for me. Since he suspected I didn't have my powers anymore, he knew if his suspicions were in anyway true I would walk out of the woods. If I had my powers, I wouldn't be walking instead I would have just disappeared and appeared back in my house. I had tried to argue and Lie to his face again, but he wasn't having any of my lies so I came clean."I knew you would refuse me from doing so and I can't lose you Christian. I can't watch you die." I cried out standing up from the armchair. He came to a halt sighing, rubbing his forehead tiredly... "OK I get it you didn't have a choice. But this terror you gave your powers to, isn't he the same person who tried to kill you back in the past?""He... he is the one." I stuttered staring at the ceiling, avoiding hi
"Long ago, there was a demon called Abaddon. Abaddon is the keeper of hell, he is called the destroyer and the bringer of terror. Abaddon life's goal was to bring hell on earth for humans and the only thing that could stop him was dragon's breath. And this is were Arkalis comes in. In other to stop Abaddon from destroying earth and merging it with hell, he had to create your forefathers... the dragon." Mrs Maria paused."So you are telling me... that war wasn't between kings like it was told?" I asked shocked."Yes. It was between Abaddon and your forefathers. The dragon's breathe, couldn't kill Abaddon it could only separates Abaddon powers from his body and that gem contained his powers . With the little power he still had in him, Abaddon was able to disappear never to be heard from again." Mrs Maria narrates. "And what happened to the Gem?" I asked crossing and uncrossing my legs patiently."It was placed in a hidden location, that even the elders know nothing about. And this is