Happy new week guys! Who remembers Freya? She is the roommate of Amelia (Emma's sister). Well, seems there is more to her. Creation is hard, cheer me up with your gemstones and reviews.
The lid of the coffin opened with the same series of ominous, horror film creaks he'd used when the official had opened the lid. There was silence. Freya's heart beat steadily. She leaned over the coffin and glared at the young man who laid as if dead, his arms crossed over his chest and his eyes closed. His skin was pale porcelain and his black spiky hair with the dyed blue tips stood out starkly against the white backdrop."You look amazingly robust for a man who starved himself to death," She said sarcastically, mimicking the official. "You could have blown everything with your absurd story."Yodah's eyes snapped open dramatically. He faked an accent as he slowly sat up. "I could use a drop of blood or two, my dear."She smacked him over the head with her papers. "The customs official didn't believe I was twenty-five."He flashed a cocky grin. "You're not. You're barely eighteen, and when Kane and Doban find out what we've done, we're both going to be in more trouble than eithe
Back at Zipfara's Palace:Dead silence still reined in the inner courts of the palace. It seemed that Zipfara's words had casted a dumb spell on the occupants of the room. The aged man with white long beards opened his mouth, and then closed it, at a loss of what to say.Emma's right eyebrow was raised as she stared at Zipfarah. 'What the hell was the queen talking about?' She thought, aware of the stunned silence in the room. She tried reading the queen's mind but was met with a huge block, even as the latter shifted her gaze to her that same second, causing her to squirm a bit on her seat, and direct her attention to Prescott.The squirrel was appraising her.She couldn't read his mind either. It seemed that he had been expecting her to do so."Seems she caught you huh?" He asked, telepathically." Who?" She asked, a bit surprised that he had caught in, on the silent transaction that had gone on between her and Zipfarah."The queen, dumbo. You are really crazy, yunno. What were you
Emma watched as the woman who could be around thirty years of age, approached her steadily.( well, she couldn't be sure since Zipfarah who seemed to be middle aged, was already a grandmother)Already she could hear Prescott's 'what is the woman up to?' in her mind. She couldn't help but reason in the same way too.With her face scrunched in scrutiny, she drew back on her chair a bit, as the woman came to stand right beside her, staring down at her with dark brown eyes."What are you doing?" She shrieked the next second, as she felt the woman's hand at the helm of her top.She instantly held down the woman's hand, before turning to stare at Zipfarah who wasn't looking at her, but at the woman, her smile gone."What are you doing, Shitta?" Zipfarah asked."The symbol. The symbol that marks out the prophecy should be etched on her back." The woman, Shitta, replied."And you didn't think it wise to tell me first, before touching her without her will or my permission?" Zipfara inquired, an
Derek sniffed as he stared down at his little sister whom he had tried to kill some hours ago."It wasn't your fault. The stupid beast was in control." Maru said, smiling virtually, as he felt the shock ransacking Dere"Maru..." Derek croaked out, stunned to his bones as he heard his wolf's cheerful voic"Maru? Who is that?" Eva asked, tugging him by his hand, scared that her big brother might be going insan"My wolf." He replied, smiling for the first time, as he bent down and carried her up in his arm.Eva smiled widely, as she circled her brother's neck with her hands. She was glad that he was smiling sincerely - after what has seemed a very long tim"Can I talk to him too?" She asked, as she wriggled in his arms to balance properly."No, you can't." Derek chuckled, amused at her statement. The ring of his chortle sounded foreign to him.It's been a while since then. He thought, feeling his mood uplift already. He believed that it was a good sigh. For some minutes, he allowed himse
Emma couldn't describe her feelings at the moment. On one hand, she was relieved that she wasn't their prophecy, on the other hand she was a bit disappointed, just a tiny bit. For some minutes there, she had almost believed the Queen."Are you sure?" She heard her ask Lily.The latter nodded, before settling in properly in her seat.Her face was sullen.Emma felt a bit sad for disappointing them, seeing the sullen looks which were also plastered on the faces of even the elders.But was the prophecy that important?She thought everyone possessed the ability to decide the particular fate he or she wants, community included, not minding some foretelling shit."Well, I'm not surprised." The rude elder started again.Emma felt like bashing her face on the table.What the hell was wrong with the woman?"Shut up Venete." Zipfarah commanded, obviously annoyed too at the woman."I'm sorry, my Queen." The woman, Venete, apologized in a low voice that surprised even Emma, with a bow."Emma, come
Zipfarah soughed as she heard Emma rant about how she was feeling about going home. Perhaps, she might be right. Perhaps, they were mates. But she had to admit to herself that she was scared if the redhead fell into the wrong hands, especially her daughter. The latter might wipe off her memories, instill a new one and control her. Or worse, she might kill her off, since she has always been obsessed with being the most powerful since she had been young. "I'm not changing my mind, Emma. Your life is too precious to be risked." She decided finally, returning Emma's stark gaze. "You don't have the right to detect to me what I should do or what I shouldn't do." Emma mentioned, suddenly disliking the gracious queen she had come to love these few days. Why can't the bonehead just let her go? She could always come back. Couldn't she? "That's true. But you have no choice but to abide by my command. You're still in my community. I won't take a No from you. Don't make me place you under a ho
Emma kept hitting at the walls, tears slipping from her eyes, ignoring Prescott's words that her efforts were in vain. According to him, the walls couldn't be broken down. When she looked and noticed that the elders were laughing at her, and the boys were now approaching her again, her anger knew no limits. It burned and kindled as memories blinded and subdued her mind.The acts of the elders especially brought up her timid days to her, days she had thought she had forgotten totally, days when she had been a nerd, days when she had been bullied.Their laughters resonated with the laughters of Karen and her clique who had made it a point of duty to bully her every minute of her life in school, and her eating habits hadn't helped it either.She remembered the taunts and the beatings, the pranks and the false reports, her slavery and the abuse of her knowledge - at that time the group had always loaded her with their assignments, promising hell and thunder if she had ever dared to retu
Lily had been so happy when the commotion had been going on; that her new friend, Emma, was the chosen one, the prophecy. Although overwhelmed with surprise and awe, she had been thankful for it. She had heard about the prophecy one time from her mother, and her aunt, Leonarya, and it had fascinated her then; the goodwill of the gods to stop a war that might rid the earth even of humans.But when she had found no symbol on the latter's back, she had been distraught. Distraught was an understatement actually.She was besotted to Emma already, she saw her now as an elder sister she hadn't had, ever since the previous day when the latter had taken to the park, and had pushed her enough to put her trust on her and ride on the Ferry's wheel.And then the fact that she hadn't left her and ran away when she had felt the dark energy in the air at the dark of the night, had humbled her.It was true that she had been drugged by an ancient drowsy pill, but she had been conscious of her environme