“Why? Is this the end?”
Tears streamed down her face as blood trickled from every part of her body.
The hot sun seared through her skin.
Blood boiled under the scorching heat and her sweat quickly evaporated.
She was losing blood and water continuously.
Her blurry gaze looked around her, at the emptiness of the desert.
“Anyone! Please! Help me!” She screamed under her breath.
Her dried up throat began to burn.
She was slowly dying.
Hera Leandra Bardin, at the age of 24 years old, was now lying abandoned in the middle of the desert.
Her military fatigue was long drenched with her own blood and a few traces of her assaulters’ blood from when they beat her black and blue.
Two hours earlier, she was taken to a warehouse where the people she had once called comrades have used their thick fists, swift blades and even hot iron to inflict torture on her.
She thought she could endure it.
She determined that she would overcome it.
But when she heard one of them suggest that they feast on her virgin body, she felt frozen cold.
These bruises would fade in time and what would remain is anger.
But if she would also be defiled by them, then she would have to live in disgust forever.
No, she couldn’t do that to herself.
She had to find a way to escape from them.
At that moment, she was already on the ground, being prepped for them to have their way with.
A knock came from outside of the warehouse.
Two of her assaulters went to check it out. Only one remained to watch her. But his head was facing the door.
Taking this chance, she took the broken shard of glass that had shattered when one of them hit her head with it three hours before.
She quickly undid the rope tying her hands. Her assaulters had always been bad at applying what they have learned from their training.
Without hesitation, she snapped his neck, laying him down on the ground silently.
She had seen him put keys in his pocket earlier so she went to grab it immediately, clutching it tight in her hand to avoid making a jingling noise.
As quietly as she could, she limped towards one of the quad bikes parked on the side.
She used the key on one of the bikes.
Nothing.
She looked up and saw that the other two were still talking to one of the other assaulters.
She moved to the other bike.
Still nothing.
Her hands began to tremble.
She knew she was losing time.
She moved to the third bike, hoping that this was the right one. There was still one more left.
“WHAT THE—! WHERE IS SHE?!” She heard one of them yell.
“She’s still here. There’s only one entrance here.. You go on that side, I’ll go here..”
Beep.
Hera’s eyes widened. ‘Yes! It worked!’
She silently rejoiced.
She had been crouching down to hide from them.
Seeing as the two were still looking for her all the way to the back of the warehouse, she quickly climbed on the quad bike and started it up.
Vroom! Vroom! Vroom!
The quad bike sped forward.
“DAMN IT! Don’t let her go!!!” The two screamed in alarm, running towards their own bikes.
Hearing the noise, the ones outside opened the door to the warehouse to see what was going on.
But what greeted them was the young woman wearing bloodied military fatigue, riding their comrade’s quad bike, speeding towards them.
They had no time to stop her or even to shoot at her.
They could only jump out of her way as the quad bike broke the warehouse door, making her escape.
A second later, two more quad bikes followed her.
The two who were lying shocked on the ground, got up and quickly ran to ride their own bikes while signaling for another one to check inside the warehouse.
They couldn’t let anyone find out what they were doing to the young woman, who was supposed to be their comrade, there inside the warehouse.
Hera, who had been swerving away from the locals, tried to look for an exit.
But the two were too close on her tail.
Bang! Bang!
They shot at her.
She quickly ducked while still keeping her eyes on the road.
The bullet grazed the skin on her cheeks, her leg and her arm.
But she didn’t dare to stop for a moment.
Her heart thumped madly as she sped forward.
All around them, the locals jumped away from the commotion.
Some of them got shot by accident.
Some of them got run over by the quad bikes.
While others got their merchandise thrown on the ground amidst the chaos.
At that moment, all Hera could hear was the sound of the quad bike and the bullets being shot at her.
Looking back, she saw them run over a civilian.
‘No.. I have to get away from here!’ She felt guilty that the civilians became collateral damage from her fight against those despicable vermin that call themselves men.
Looking forward, she made the decision to take the bike to the desert.
She sped up, leaving them by several feet.
Until all of a sudden, the bike had stopped working.
She had no choice but to continue on foot.
But she had already been weakened from all of her wounds.
The two caught up with her in no time.
“Hahaha! You thought you could get away with it? Think again!” The man sneered at her.
Pak!
He slapped her face in frustration.
“Come on. We have to go back.” The other reminded him.
They tied up her hands once again, and forced her to sit at the very back of one of their bikes like a sack of rice, tying her tied hands to the seat.
They sped away.
‘No. No. Not again.’ She gritted her teeth.
This time, she used her teeth to undo the rope.
Once she managed to undo it, she pushed herself up from the bike and let her body roll off to the ground.
She quickly got up on her feet and ran.
“DAMN! I’ve been with this woman! Commander said we don’t have to bring her alive anyway!” He took out his gun and shot several times.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
He shot her back multiple times, certain that she wouldn’t survive this.
Her body fell and rolled away in the vast desert.
“Let’s go check if she’s really dead.” The other said.
However, at a distance, a sandstorm was about to engulf them.
“No! We have to go now. NOW!”
“DAMN IT! WHATEVER! She’s dead for sure anyway.”
They jumped on their bikes and hurriedly ran away from the sandstorm, leaving Hera behind.
As the sand began to cover her body, she recalled the memories that brought her to this day.
Silence.His forehead creased. “Your mother is already gone. What would she say if she could see you like this? Soaking wet.”Hera Leandra's eyes blurred once more.‘Yes, she might scold me that I’m going to get sick after this. But it’s better if she scolds me a thousand times more than to not hear her voice anymore.’She felt her nose clogged as she continued to cry, stifling the noise.It was without effort since the sky seemed to cry with her.She still could not believe that she had to say her farewells without her mother hearing her.When she didn’t cry during the service, they thought she had already accepted her mother’s death.It was the opposite of how she truly felt.Years ago, Helayna had suffered an illness they were unable to find a cure of.To others, it had been a long time coming. They were expecting for her death sooner or later.But the young girl, Hera Leandra remained hopeful. Up until the day after her mother ceased breathing.They said that usually, close friend
A month later, Hera Leandra Bardin Lewis awoke at the sound of people’s footsteps and loud conversations.She opened her eyes in her dark room.She turned her head to look at her digital clock.It was already ten o’clock in the morning.Her dark curtains were drawn shut so the sunlight didn’t reach her even slightly.Her windows were shut tight so she didn’t even hear the birds chirp outside or the sound of the garbage truck picking up garbage as it was a Monday.She would have wanted to sleep for the whole day but she was awakened by the noise outside of her room.‘Who’s here? Dad hasn’t been home since two weeks ago.’It was their summer vacation so Hera could laze around her room when she’s not doing anything else.Recently, there weren’t many things for her to do since her mother passed away.The times she used to visit Helayna in the hospital were now replaced with her staying shut in her bedroom, barely even getting up to eat food.Two weeks ago, Leonard had told her that he was
All those times when they needed him. He wasn’t there.And to think, he may have been enjoying his time with that woman’s family instead of taking care of her and her then-dying mother.It was as if she tasted bile in her mouth and her heart being squeezed at this moment.She had believed that her father had to try his best and work hard so he could continue to pay for her mother’s medical bills and to send her to school too.She had been so understanding of their circumstances, that even with her own little salary from her part-time jobs, she would even contribute to help her father. So his burden would ease a little and he would have time to visit her mother more often.She and her father are all what her mother had.Hera thought that it would make Helayna happy to see them together.But here he was, already with a new woman and her children are already calling him ‘Dad’.‘Since when? Are those kids so accepting that they would call him Dad so quickly? It has only been a month since
She blinked up at him.“It’s time to get up.” He told her.She lowered her eyes and got up from her bed.She then looked at her father directly, waiting for him to be honest with her.“Look, Hera. Since your mother had become sick, I know that you have been feeling alone. With her being in the hospital and me needing to work and sometimes needing to leave for business trips–it has been hard on everyone. And now, when your mother has finally rested in peace, I know that you felt even more lonely. But remember that I’m here. You’re not alone.” Leonard said.Hera listened but somehow his words seemed to escape to her other ear.“You and I are still grieving after losing Helayna. I know that you miss her so much. And believe me, so do I. But this can’t go on. Your mother had been suffering all these years, in fact, we should be relieved that she’s finally able to rest and be free from pain. We have to keep going and just hold her in our hearts. She wouldn’t want to see you locking yoursel
Leonard began to explain his situation, saying that he met his wife when he was still young and got married to her. This part was true. He was 23 years old when he married Helayna Selene Bardin who was 22 years old at that time.They met in College, fell in love and followed the next logical step to them at that time, to get married.Both of them didn’t have any close family members so they were eager to start a family of their own.So they supported each other in their careers to save for their future children.Leonard graduated Business Administration while Helayna graduated Nursing a year later which is their fourth year in marriage.Life was sweet for Leonard. He had a wife who understood him, supported him and cared for his needs.Helayna settled into the role of a wife while still pursuing her career.Both of them were making enough money. They were able to buy a house together though not so luxurious. It was enough–rather, they could already provide for a child.But Helayna ha
Hera stepped out from her bedroom, closing the door behind her. Leonard turned to the sound. “Ah.. good.. Come here, Hera..” Ding-dong! Hera glanced at the door. She walked towards it rather than joining the family immediately. She opened the door and faced a young man, slightly older than her, wearing casual clothes and carrying a big red bag. “Delivery for Leonard Lewis.” He said, handing her two big paper bags full of dishes in plastic containers. Hera received it. “Thanks.” “Sure. Have a good day.” The delivery guy said, his cheeks showing a faint blush, his eyes unable to look at her straight. “You too.” Hera nodded, closing the door. Hera walked back inside with the paper bags, heading directly to the dining room and setting the paper bags down. “Hera–” Leonard uttered. It was obvious to him that his daughter didn’t welcome this change in the house. Rebekah stood awkwardly to the side as she looked at Hera this close in person for the first time. Back then, Leonard ha
Rebekah never expected that Hera would have a sharp tongue. She had only based her opinion on what Leonard had told her about the mother and daughter. Now that she finally met Hera, bitter feelings arose inside her. Especially now when this teenage girl would actually treat her this way. She’s the elder, she’s supposed to be respected. Even if Hera has complaints, she has to hold her tongue. She’s her father’s new wife, and for that Hera needs to respect her as the new matriarch of this house. Hera has to follow her rules from now on. If anything, Hera has to suck up to her so she won’t make it too difficult for Hera from this day forward. She never expected for Hera to talk back and do so without needing to throw a tantrum. Her words sounded polite but directly struck a blow to their egoes, especially to Rebekah’s. She had wanted to seem motherly but Hera was not having it. Rebekah thought that she was just acting spoiled but then Hera’s words made her realize that Hera was
When the sandstorm had subsided, Hera felt that it had been a long time.She was losing too much blood already.Her mind couldn’t think anymore.Her eyes just remained shut.Her will to live was still there but her body was showing the opposite.It was only waiting for her to sigh her last breath.At a distance, a black truck was driving on the hot desert.“What’s that? A dead animal?” A man with a burly figure said in his gruff voice. He combed his wavy red hair off his face to get a better view. His olive skin however seemed to belong to this environment.But he still looked awkward next to the younger man beside him.The younger man seemed to be in his late twenties. While the burly man seemed to be in his thirties.The younger man wore a white dress shirt, beige pants and brown shoes making him look all clean and fresh even as they were out in the desert. His pale white skin was quite rare in this climate.He looked occupied, reading the documents in his hands as they traveled in
When Hera first started in her new job as a Parachute Rigger, the other soldiers were uncomfortable at the thought of placing their lives in her hands.They would always have another person recheck her work to make sure that everything was in place.Gradually, at the supervisor’s constant approval of her work, the other soldiers finally trusted her.Hera paid attention to detail even though she had some experience in this area.Back in College, she once worked at a mountain resort which offers paragliding. She started out as an assistant then and soon she became one of the instructors.She has instructed customers, and has maintained equipment.This job as a Parachute Rigger was quite easy for her because of her previous experience. Still, she didn’t let her words speak for her. She only made sure that she did the job well.Her deft hands and confidence assured others. The Supervisor recommended her for other areas as well since this task was too easy for her. Inwardly, that Superviso
And so Reed couldn’t help but wish for Hera to leave soon so he could go back to wander around the mansion without needing to watch his back so much.At this moment, Hera, who had gone back to sleep, had a smile on her face.She was dreaming of a memory she had with her comrades when she was still in the army.Not at all times did she suffer back when she was on active duty.There was a time when she and her comrades, both men and women, would compete against each other on the number of push ups they could do, on how fast they could run, or on who could shoot the target more accurately.Hera wasn’t as good as some of them when she first started.Though she had an athletic body, she had never held a gun or any weapon before she entered the army.Though there were challenges every step of the way, she still met people whom she connected with, was inspired by, and learned to entrust her life with.She met people who supported her career choices and encouraged her to keep going.Although
Reed took a swig of his negroni. He had been on tenterhooks ever since Hera was brought in. He couldn’t wait until she was sent away. “She doesn’t seem too bad..” Venus said, staring at the bubbles in the champagne glass. “Haaaa???” Reed’s brow raised so high it almost looked like it’s reaching his hairline. “You’ve only just met her! And for all that time, she has been unconscious..” “Not true. I talked to her today.” “Pfft.. Dear sister, you and I have lived this long life.. Could you honestly say that you already know her after just exchanging a few words?” Venus rolled her eyes. “I didn’t mean that.” “Then?” “I’m just saying–it’s also too early to judge that she would be a bad person.” Reed shrugged. “Either way, it would be better if she’s out of here. The sooner the better. We can’t just wait until she does something that will endanger us, right?” Venus was silent. She, too, agreed with him on this. But ultimately, it’s Orion’s decision. He was the one who brought h
“I have the results for today’s test.” Doctor Ezekiel Foster said.“And?” Orion lifted his head, his attention now away from the documents on the desk.“Her body is healing well and fast. It could be the result of drinking your blood.” Ezekiel said.“That’s not so surprising.” Orion muttered.“Yes–your blood is special. With its regenerative ability, anyone who drinks it would be able to heal quickly. Much quicker than other vampires.” The other said.“Anything else?”“As you know, for us, oxygen molecules bind to hemoglobin inside a red blood cell unlike the others.”The ‘others’ he was referring to were normal human beings.“And what about it?” Orion was so busy with his documents that he was becoming impatient with how Ezekiel was speaking. The latter just couldn’t say everything all at once.Ezekiel was so bewildered by his discovery that he didn’t know how to proceed.“I can’t give a definitive explanation at the moment.”Orion furrowed his brows. He narrowed his eyes at Ezekiel.
The sound of footsteps echoed in Orion’s ears.He had been mulling over the documents since the morning.He didn’t feel tired. That feeling had sailed centuries ago.He had stopped being assailed with emotions long ago.Sometimes he would ponder if there was any meaning in continuing to walk this earth.He had changed his name more times than he even cared to remember. Only his original given name had remained the same, just that it had become his middle name.Orion.It meant ‘Rising in the sky; Dawning’.It was ironic since for a time, he had feared the arrival of dawn, and most especially, the arrival of morning.Fortunately, during this century, the Martel’s clan had made a breakthrough.They can now walk amongst others even in daylight.With Doctor Ezekiel Foster in Martel clan, the latter could be said to be ahead compared to the other clans.At this moment, the doctor entered Orion's study.Brown-hair parted at the side, thick nicely shaped brows, tall straight nose, heart-shape
Orion understood what she meant.Since he was the one who brought her to his mansion, he should be responsible for her.He could have just left her in a hospital when he found her, but for some reason, he wanted to see it through and make sure that she would live.And now she’s conscious but she could no longer return to her old life.She may have to get a new identity and be in hiding if she really wishes to return to society.But–at this moment, it was not yet the time to let her go.He still has to make sure that she really was not affected.Back then, to extend her life, he had to give her his dark blood.It worked. She was able to extend her life. He just wondered whether he had also turned her.He couldn’t release her if she did. She would be unable to control it and there would be no one to guide her outside.And if an incident occurs, the attention would be on them, endangering them.Orion couldn’t afford to do that.And he was avoiding having to cut off her life just to keep
She didn’t think that those people would actually kill her.But since she was left for dead after being gunned down, she realized that only death awaited her if she would insist on going back.‘If I go back to my old life, before I joined the military, would it be easier?’Deep down she knew the answer as well.If she would go back and the military would know about it, she would immediately be called back and who knows what crimes those people have accused her of?Now that she saw and experienced it for herself how capable they are of killing their own comrades, she could already imagine what else they can do to her if she would go back like this.‘They would surely paint themselves as heroes. And without my own witness, defending myself is like hitting a brick wall repeatedly.’She couldn’t go back to her father as well.Not only is she not welcomed there, she couldn’t bring herself to bring trouble to them.No matter what, she couldn’t bring those murderers to their doorstep.She co
“Top 10 Tips To Grow Your Business.” She read. But it was not this that shocked her. It was the publication date. “June.” As far as she’s concerned, it was still the last week of May. “Why is it June all of a sudden? Unless--I’ve been sleeping for that long!” Hera gasped in realization. That was the only plausible explanation that she could come up with. Fortunately, it was still the same year. “But this place–where is this? Who brought me?” She looked around. She never knew anyone this rich. “I was in the desert–buried in the sand. Maybe–somebody found me? And took me back with them?” Then she recalled the wounds she remembered she received. She looked around and found a full-length mirror in a corner. She walked up to it and checked herself from head to toe. She didn’t see any scars. Hera unbuttoned her top and let it slide down halfway on her back. She turned her body. Her back now faced the mirror. There were scars on her back from the bullets. But it seemed as if it
Hera was in shock for a moment upon hearing this.But as she listened, a sudden thought crossed her mind.It was a few days later when she found the chance to talk to Leonard without Rebekah and the two children. She had taken them to the mall at that time with the children’s grandmother.“Dad, can I talk to you?” She asked.He was cleaning his car in their garage at that time.“Now?”“Yes.”“Okay.. What is it?” He lifted his head and picked up a cloth to wipe his hands.“A few days ago, I overheard you talking with Aunt Rebekah.”“Aunt? Can’t you call her mom?”Silence.She avoided his gaze.“Dad, I’m not at that point. And probably will not be for a long time. Please don’t force this. It’s enough that I am respectful and polite to her as your new wife.” She said clearly.Leonard was startled for a moment how Hera had put it. It seemed that his daughter had been thinking about this for a while. “Fine. So–what is it that you want to talk about? The one about the kids needing extra cla