Olivia POV
I winced when she bit me. It's unbelievable. How pathetic! All she can do is resort to biting her enemies.
Lyca shouted loudly while hugging her aunt. TSS, loser, I immediately left when I saw them both fall. Well, I suppose they're dead now. I threw numerous knives at them, making it impossible for them to survive. I did what I thought was right for that woman!
I ran through the dark, dense forest. Every step I took created a crackling sound, echoing through the thick, shadowy path. I needed to get home because what I did was forbidden, but I also wanted to get revenge on that woman. Zack hurt me, and I felt humiliated in front of everyone. I didn't want to be seen as weak by my friends.
Every clan had signed an agreement that all problems needed to be resolved peacefully to prevent war. What I did, I knew, would undoubtedly start a war. So I needed to act as if I hadn't done anything wrong. As long as there was no evidence that could be used against me, I would be seen as a brilliant person.
But as soon as I stepped into our house, I felt pain radiating from where she had bitten me. It quickly spread throughout my body. I wanted to scream for help, but all that came out of my mouth was a growl. My body was slowly becoming paralyzed, but why was I still feeling the pain? So much pain. Every nerve in my body was throbbing with agony.
I saw my sister running towards me, trying to help. She shouted for assistance and kept asking me what had happened. I wished I could tell her, but I couldn't even open my mouth. What had that woman done to me?
Damon POV
I was taking a stroll in the forest that night, as I usually did. Hunting animals to feed on was my way of life. Yes, I am one of the few good vampires in the world. While others were busy hunting humans and causing chaos, I chose to do things the right way. The night was peaceful, and the silence filled the woods, with only the sounds of nocturnal birds and insects.
Suddenly, a loud and anguished shout broke the silence of the night. It wasn't just any shout, but a growling and pained cry. I recognized the voice, but it didn't sound like Lyca's. It was stronger, different. I used my heightened senses of smell and hearing to locate her.
When I found her, I called out to her through her closed door. The house was ordinary yet charming, with flowers adorning every corner. But this was not the time to appreciate its beauty. I was there for Lyca.
As a vampire, I could enter someone's house without being invited, but I chose to send my doppelganger instead. After drinking human blood and completing the transition, our human spirit separates from our body, creating a doppelganger. It's like having a friendly ghost always by my side, reminding me of what needs to be done. Only I could see it. Usually, my doppelganger couldn't interact with anything, but it depended on the strength of the vampire. After a minute, my doppelganger emerged with Lyca in his arms, gently placing her on the ground.
Lyca looked pale, and her heartbeat was slow. Who could have done this to her? Did they hate her that much? Why now?
I made her drink my blood since she was still in human form. She hadn't even transformed into her wolf form, and it was uncertain if she could since she had a human mother and a father who was half vampire and half wolf. It seemed that instead of becoming a supernatural being, her body had chosen to remain purely human. This was fortunate because I could help her now when she needed it the most.
I bit my wrist and offered her some of my blood, knowing that only pure-blooded vampires could save humans in this way. Thankfully, I was one of them.
After she drank my blood, I was taken aback when she started shaking uncontrollably. I was perplexed by this and heard a noise not too far away. I quickly moved away, making sure I wasn't seen by anyone.
Some Lyrcan POV
"I'm certain of it! I heard some commotion coming from the sinner's house."
"Are you sure?"
"Yes."
"Alright, let's go and investigate. Maybe that sinner has done something wrong again."
The Lyrcan people immediately rushed to Lyca's house, only to find the sinner outside, trembling uncontrollably, covered in her own blood, with numerous knives piercing her small body.
"What happened to her? Did someone attack us?"
"Yes, perhaps she is the daughter of a sinner, but she is still a child."
They quickly attended to the poor girl and were shocked to see her aunt, who was also covered in blood.
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Zack:
It has been a week since I last saw Lyca. She has been skipping class, and I'm starting to worry about her. I feel like I should check her house to see if she's there, but I don't know where else to look. It seems like she doesn't have any friends that I can ask about her whereabouts.
I remember being the only one who talked to her when she first came to this school. It's strange to think that I might be the only person who knows her well.
There are rumors going around that I might have done something to her because I got bored with her. It's ridiculous and infuriating.
And another thing, ever since Lyca disappeared, I've been seeing those annoying flirty vampires around. Could they have something to do with her sudden disappearance?
I'm feeling frustrated and confused.
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Lyca
Once upon a time, there was a powerful vampire king who loved his vampire wife deeply. However, his wife did not love him back, despite his efforts.
One day, the king discovered that the son his wife had given birth to was not his own. His wife had cheated on him with a wolf, a superior member of their species.
Devastated by this revelation, the king killed his wife and her son. He made their lives miserable until he finally killed the son and left his body in the forest. The king believed that he had found satisfaction and decided to rest in peace forever. Little did he know that his illegitimate son had been saved by someone.
This was the story that Lyca's mother told her every night before she went to sleep.
Now, Lyca finds herself in a state of half-awake, half-asleep, experiencing excruciating pain throughout her body. She feels as if every part of her is breaking and her bones are fractured. On top of that, she is incredibly thirsty, and her throat feels dry.
She wonders what is happening to her.
When she opens her eyes, all she sees is a blurred red image, and she hears voices telling her to give in to her instincts. She can't see anything clearly, except for the red blur.
But then, someone whispers, "Don't do it, Lyca. You might end up hating yourself." She takes a deep breath and tries to calm down.
"Who are you?" she wonders, speaking to herself in her mind. This time, someone is communicating with her unconscious mind. She has no idea how that is possible.
"I am your doppelganger. Complete your transition, and you will be able to see me," the voice replies.
"How?" Lyca asks, confused.
"By drinking someone's blood," the voice explains.
Lyca is shocked by this revelation. She can't imagine herself doing such a thing.
"I can't do that!" she exclaims.
The invisible creature laughs and reassures her, saying that she doesn't have to kill anyone. Just a little bit of blood will do.
"Are you sure?" Lyca asks.
"Yes," the voice confirms.
Feeling relieved, Lyca hears someone calling her name and telling her to stay still, assuring her that everythi
ng will be alright.
Gradually, the pain subsides, and she starts to drift back into a deep slumber.
"Irya, Olivia's sister," "Olivia! Olivia! What happened to you?" I kept calling my sister's name, but she didn't seem to be able to move. "Dad! Mom!" "Help!" Everyone came running towards me after I shouted loudly. "What happened to your sister, Irya?" "I don't know, dad. She just got home, and she's shaking uncontrollably." "Oh my, what is this?" My mother pointed out something on my sister's shoulder. It looked like a foul, bloody wound. Every second, it grew bigger. We examined her entire body after placing her on the couch, but there didn't seem to be any other wounds besides the crawling, filthy wound that now covered almost her entire body. I cried and begged my parents for help. "Will she survive?" "We will try to find a solution," my parents said with concern. My father got up to make a phone call. And all I could do was cry and listen to everyone. "Hello... yes..." Silas: May I speak with him? Yes, OK. Silas, we urgently need your help. It's Arturo, yes... "Thank you
Lyca As I descend the grand staircase of the mansion, I find myself unable to tear my eyes away from the corner. Everything about this place exudes wealth and opulence. The chandelier is breathtaking, and the walls are adorned with numerous portraits. But one particular portrait catches my attention. It's my mother. I reach out and touch it, feeling a sense of longing and sadness. "I miss you, Mom," I whisper, my voice trembling. Suddenly, an unexpected voice fills the room, causing me to startle. "I've been waiting for you, Lyca!" I freeze in my tracks as I see who it is. It's my grandparents, standing before me. I had believed this to be my mother's house, and seeing them confirms it. They haven't changed a bit. My grandfather, with his striking gray eyes that resemble mine, still possesses the same charm. As I study him closely, I notice the resemblance between him and my mother. "Do you know why you're here?" my grandfather asks. "No," I reply, my voice barely audible. "Beca
Samuel After class, I immediately ran through the side forest of our clan territory perimeter to practice. I've been doing this every day to become more powerful and eventually become the ruler of all the wolf clans. That was my plan. However, Lyca's actions, or rather, what she did to Irya, will ruin my plan. Zack didn't believe it was Lyca because he didn't know about her in the first place. I clenched my fist and attacked my opponent, but the elderly were much faster than me and evaded my attacks. I eagerly delivered another punch with equal power. That was one of my abilities, along with lightning-fast speed. With each move I made, the dry leaves swirled around me like a tornado. This time, my opponent couldn't dodge my attack. "Hahaha, it seems like you're getting stronger every day, Sam," my uncle's laughter echoed throughout the forest. At night, birds flew in fear. I shook my head. I needed to become much stronger than before. "Because I think Lyca already knows about the
Zack" After an almost day-long relentless battle, we find ourselves in another dimension. Emerging from the ocean, I initially thought this place was no different from our world. The sand is fine and smooth, identical to ours. We traverse through the dense, untamed forest, and it's strikingly similar to our own. What's the difference? Nothing, apparently! However, as we moved beyond the forest, Damon and Lyca were taken aback by what they witnessed. Numerous rectangular metals with four-ring circles underneath were moving at an alarming speed. Damn! I narrowly escaped being hit by one. Suddenly, a mirror on the side lowered, and a head emerged. "Hey, kid, if you're looking for death, do it alone!" We were startled by this. "What's going on here?" "I'm not sure, Zack; the last time I was here, these things didn't exist." "It was only horses, not these things!" Within a minute, another one appeared, this time much larger than the previous one. It resembled a large rectangle, equippe
Irya "Ughhh..." I let out a loud yell as I stumbled into rectangular objects while trailing behind the trio. I nearly destroyed one of them when I used my hands to halt its movement. I quickened my pace after that. I noticed them entering a door guarded by two large men. I waited for them to reappear, but after an hour of fruitless waiting, there was no sign of Lyca, Zack, or Damon. So, I decided to venture inside as well. However, the two men blocked my path. "ID, miss?" One of them asked. "What ID?" I responded. "You're not allowed in here, young lady." "But my friends are inside." "Still, you're not allowed." My patience wore thin, so I gave them what they were asking for. I landed a punch in each of their stomachs, given my small stature and their towering height. I shook my head. Pathetic! I quickly slipped inside and began my search for them. But I was taken aback when I saw Lyca biting a man. What was going on? Damon*** We were overjoyed that Lyca had awakened so qui
King Albert" For centuries, I have slumbered in peace, secure in the knowledge that my illegitimate son is no more. But now... I sense it, I hear it - the blood of my bastard son coursing through the veins of time. "ROAR" echoes through the centuries. Why now? The place where I lay dormant is in disarray. I can hear every rockfall caused by the quake of my awakening. My power permeates the surroundings. "ROAR" - my voice instills fear in all who hear it. "To any descendant of mine who hears me, I demand blood! Give it to me!" A woman's voice responds, "Yes, my lord." Within moments, the echo of a human voice and the sound of a sword slicing through flesh fill the air. Each drop of blood is a symphony to my ears, a melody I haven't heard for centuries. Now, with every passing second, human blood rejuvenates my system. I feel alive again. My skeletal figure slowly levitates, a testament to the residual power that has lingered in my body over the centuries. My illegitimate son, y
Lyca As the school day ended... I found myself strolling through the woods. The sun had set, and the encroaching night was beginning to shroud the forest. Suddenly, I felt a presence trailing me. Fear gripped me, and I quickened my pace, refusing to look back. I was terrified that someone might be lurking, ready to pounce. But then, I remembered my newfound power. I could defend myself. So, I halted, spun around, and yelled, "Reveal yourself!" But there was no one. The only sounds were the rustling of tree branches, a nocturnal bird, and the gentle breeze brushing against my skin. Suddenly, my doppelganger materialized before me, warning, "Be careful, Lyca." Immediately, I summoned my shield to guard myself, as advised by my doppelganger. Tree branches were hurled towards me. They weren't falling naturally; they were moving with intent, as if the trees themselves were attacking me. But my shield held strong, rendering their attempts futile. "Show yourself," I demanded. After a m
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