At the Dawn

~Becca~

 

“Becca! Marga! I brought you some apples! Come down young girls!” Mother called us, she was downstairs carrying a basket of red apples she took from the woods.

 

We rushed down our wooden stairs, too excited to bite the crispy and juicy red fruit.

 

“One for my Becca and one for my Marga...” she exclaimed, putting the apple on our lap.

 

I looked down and saw that the apple was smaller, I turned my head to the left side where my twin sister Marga was sitting, her apple was bigger than mine. I felt sad. But I remained wordless that moment.

 

But that happened long dead years, our parents had departed the world of living. And besides, it was just an apple, I would sound too lunatic for that little thing, for only an apple I would slap my twin sister? Oh come on! How absurd!

 

“Becca! What have I done to you?!” Marga screamed, blood dripped from her forehead. She was shaking in pain, scared and puzzled.

 

I moved three steps forward, dropped the rock from my untidy palm. Marga was fixedly tied, she was trying to remove it, yet, no attempt of strength could ever free her from this jealous heart of mine. One inch apart from her, I pulled her long blonde hair, my great vexation could remove the root of each strand on her head. She growled, begging for freedom.

 

“I can’t forgive you with all those things you've taken away from me!” I shrieked, her eyes loose its glaze as I glance on her innocent visage.

 

“What are you talking about, Becca?!” her bewildered voice echoed throughout the wild woods of Hyberian, tragically, no one will come to rescue my twin sister’s wretched circumstance.

 

“Don’t pretend like you know nothing Marga! Even before, you always get what you want!” my incompleteness reminds me of those lonely times I’ve been bearing for so long. Marga, without asking things she desires obtained more. And I, her pathetic twin who needs most of everyone's attention remained disregarded. How poor I was, we looked exactly the same, every detail in our physique is parallel. Our eyes, hair colour, nose and lips, everything was precise and exact. But why do I have nothing while she got everything?

 

“Aldous will be here soon, he is searching for me by this time. Liberate me from this rope or else he will punish the two of you!” she shuddered.

 

Farcas, an evil omega who was deadly obsessed with my allure strikes her on the side spot of her red lips, but Marga never stopped storming out for help. Hoping that a wonderer at dawn would perceive the weeping of a feeble Luna Queen.

 

Who would arrive in the midst of a cold dawn? In a wild woods where the rarest and most savage creatures exist, who would come to help her?

 

Even her husband, Aldous de Vega, the Alpha King of the blue moon pack, would never pause his peaceful sleep just to seize her in this forest.

 

“Aldous! My beloved King! Come and spare me from death! Save me from the hand of my ungodly sister! But if in this dawn I would face my demise... I will wait for you in the boundless summit, where love has no horizon, no curb nor edge...”

 

Her words, her speaking words of passion for Aldous has moved me in tears. These tears drifting down my face define my indignant heart.

 

“Stop that insanity Marga!” I shouted, “He won’t hear you! And don’t worry, he will never grieve for your lost for I will take your place in his heart!” I bragged, she spits on my foot and I rewarded it with an impactful kick on her nose, a red gore came out flowing slowly down her lips.

 

Indeed, her death will be a new life for me. A life in a grandiose pasture, splendid and magnificent. Never shall I starve for hierarchy  for the highest throne of a Luna Queen awaits as this victorious dawn ended. And there, in the hand of the king, my beloved Aldous, I will take the post as the most powerful wolfwoman in the entire pack. I waited for the coming of that day long years ago, but now, I will only count an hour or two. My sumptuous fate has come!

 

Marga who was wailing in agony called out for her Alpha King, I ordered Farcas to tightened the rope binding around her fragile arms, rapidly, he did. The roughness of the rope buries onto her skin, so tight and firm. As I focused on her bearing, I can see how perfection fades slowly, an attractive face was now filled with scratches and gashes, but these wounds will disappear so soon. The moment she perished, she will be unrecognised.

 

I grope the pocket of my thick and feathery winter coat, on my hand was a bottle of an acid with intense chemical. The moment I poured it on her alluring face, her enchanting beauty will get burn little by little. I gave her a nefarious grin, her eyes begun to shiver upon seeing the bottle of a deadly acid.

 

“Stop Becca! No! Please! Don’t do that! I’m begging Becca! Please!” her clamour resonates throughout the woods, I never see her as petrified as that, my twin sister was like a little girl begging not to be admonished.

 

“Oh poor Marga... my only sister, if only you let me be wedded with Aldous, you would never suffer this torment, but you are as covetous as a greedy jackal...” I hissed under her ear, the softness of my voice was as sweet as an angel's whisper but its context weighs bitterly like a cursed evil.

 

“But he does not love you! And he will never love you even if I die!” she raved.

 

Doubtless, I swarmed the acid directly on her face. She screamed the loudest, as her skin gets burnt, a smog released from her flaring skin. As it goes up into the air and disappeared like bubbles, all I can feel was nothing but great bliss and satisfaction. At last, I will be taking her throne as the Luna Queen, at last, there will be no better than I for I am the only one.

 

Before I leave this place, I watched her suffers in pain, her horrid fate has come. Who would have thought that an enchantress adores by everyone would turn into a hideous beast?

 

“Let’s go Farcas, my King is waiting for me,” I ordered.

 

And we dumped my poor twin sister, I would be too wicked if she will dies through my hand, let the hungry lions and thirsty vultures do the killing for me.