Emerald
It was an everyday experience when I woke up to Debra tending to me. I'd be unconscious for hours, unaware of my surroundings, feeling like I was in a sunken place where darkness was my only friend, to come back to bitter reality. When she'd notice me waking, she just smiled sadly at me and didn't speak a word. I could tell by her heartbeat and the aura that she was struggling to contain her emotions. I saw a clouded red along with blue, symbolizing that she was angry and upset mixed into one. I didn't blame her. I was the same way.
Because life for me wasn't always like this.
Sure it wasn't like the usual childhood where your parents took you to amusement parks and treated you like you were their whole world. Considering the factors of my life, I was grateful for what I did have. Because a breed like mine, some wouldn't even be alive at nineteen. But considering my circumstances on how I remained alive, I wish I had died.
I won't go into the gruesome details, I'll decide to spare that factor. But I did have a pretty good childhood considering my life. I had amazing parents, a mom who was as warm and kind as any human being. She was perfect in my eyes. She'd sing to me when I was upset, she'd always sided with me even if I was in the wrong, and she always protected me. My dad was amazing as well. He always made me laugh even when I didn't want to. I loved that man with my whole heart- just like my mom. And yet they were taken from me.
One night, when we least expected it, a rival pack had come to take me and eventually kill me. This had happened multiple times before but we were always two steps ahead and ready for it, but not this time. This time my family and I, my three brothers, mom and dad, and I were enjoying our time together. It was a night that seemed like every other but I sensed that something was off. But due to the position I was in, I didn't really think much of it.
And to this day I wish I had.
Through mind-link my father was told that a pack had made it through the border and were headed to our home. Him being the Alpha, he had his own home not too far from the pack. Our pack is strong but the pack against us was stronger and we were able to get through our best warriors.
My father, as any Alpha, commanded my mother, brothers, and I to hide as he went out in battle. And as any mate would, my mom wouldn't let him go out by himself. So they put us in a room in the attic, away from the turmoil and went out and fought. My dad easily turned into a wolf and was successful and stopped the advances to our home. My mother was using her powers as a witch against them. If it weren't for them being my parents, I would've thought it was the best fight to see. But only being ten years old, I was nervous to see the outcome. Because deep down, my unsettling feeling only grew.
And I was right.
Almost in an instant, when my mom and dad seemed to be winning this battle, they both fell. It was weird, it was quick, it was incomprehensible. I remember seeing a strange bright light overcome over the fighting and once it was gone, my parents were on the ground, looking near death.
They had somehow managed to grow nearer to each other throughout their pain I imagined. My mom held my dad's dying wolf corpse in her arms as she was holding onto her own life. She was able to heal people along with the many attributes she had and I believed that she was trying to heal my dad. But all you could hear, with our advanced hearing, was my dad whimpering in pain and my mom whispering to herself.
I couldn't make out what she was saying entirely, due to the fact that my brothers were screaming in anger and hurt. I would've joined them but I was too much in a daze. Tears welled up in my eyes as I watched them, knowing that it was my fault for them being in that predicament.
As my brothers continued to grow angry, I saw her look up at me through the attic window. She smiled softly in her state and continued to whisper something. It was muffled but I believed that she said "Protect them." And them being my brothers.
It wasn't until moments after that that she dropped her head, dead. I felt my world crash but I still felt numb. I had looked over to a figure walking to the house, taking in the scenery of dead bodies. I knew for a fact that it wasn't a man or woman of our own but one from the rival pack. They were still looking for me.
And something told me that even though they were looking for me, they would kill my brothers at first sight. And I couldn't let that happen.
With my lack of witchcraft and wolf training, I didn't know what to do at that moment. But I knew I had to do something- anything.
To this day I cannot remember what it was that I began to mutter to myself or what truly happened. I remember calming my brothers down to not draw any more attention, to hear what was going on downstairs. And we heard the footsteps of this stranger giving his/her to us. And the closer they got, the more I began to mumble to myself.
And once the door opened...
That was it.
EmeraldI can never bring myself to fully remember what happened after the stranger found my brothers and I. All I know is that we made it out alive. And from that day, they hated me ever since. I was locked in this room, away from the pack, away from civilization for nine years. And nearly every day, every other day if I was lucky, one of my brothers would come and say how much of a disgrace I was. I never truly knew who it was that came, I was too much in my own sorrows to know for certain. All I know is that I never once got to leave this room. And my only communication was Debra, the only person who actually felt sorry for me. Who didn't think my parents death was my fault, even though she was possibly the only person who thought that. After their death, amongst the pack, my brothers had told them that I was kidnapped and never to be seen again. Reasons for why no one ever really came looking for me. And surroundings packs didn't know why my parents actually died, just to protec
EmeraldAfter Debra left from tending my wounds and feeding me to gain strength, she soon left to continue her duties in the house. I was in the house my parents were given when my dad became Alpha and my mom Luna. It was passed down from his father and the one before him and so on and so forth. Generations of our family had lived in this house and here I was, up in the attic, only experiencing one portion of it.I was left to my thoughts for the rest of the day, until the evening when one of my brothers would come up. It was the same every night, or- if lucky- every other night. They'd usually skip two days out of the week I suppose to yell at me and then turn into an eventual beating. I never truly listened anymore because it was all the same. I just wish it could be that way when it came to the abuse. Though I experienced the same pain everyday, my body had yet to grow accustomed to it. But I handled it like I didn't feel anything. Because if I cried it would only get worse. But
AnonymousOnce Trent left the room, locking all four locks, he was soon heading downstairs quickly to clean up his bloody hands and shoes. He was fuming, livid. Him always being the one to lose his temper quickly amongst his two brothers. Once he was out of sight, he made his way to the door, unlocking it with a bobby pin. It was hard no doubt, but it needed to be done before anyone found out. He had seen them come in and out of this room for years, no one being the wiser that Emerald was being held in there. Everyone thought she was dead. When he got the forth lock unlocked, he pushed open the door. But something was different this time. He expected to hear her slow heartbeat, as he had previous times before. But he didn't hear anything. That quickened his motions and went further inside to find her on the floor, looking lifeless. It wasn't for the lack of audibleness from her heart, he wouldn't be so nervous. He knelt down in front of her and began to shake her lifeless body.
AnonymousAn hour and a half.That's how long it took before he began to see anything that could potentially be Malena's home. For the past hour and a half all he saw was trees and darkness. But as he was nearing the border, he soon found a small cabin. If it weren't for the smoke coming out of the brick chimney, he would've overlooked it. Not smelling a definite scent, he made his way to the cabin. Balancing Emerald in one arm, he knocked repeatedly on the door for someone to answer. His heart was pounding, hoping he found who it was he was looking for. He heard movement coming from inside and eventually the door opened. A woman who looked to be in her late thirties opened the door. She was stunning. Couldn't be any taller than 5'4'' but with her petite stature, she was drop-dead gorgeous. Her cheekbones were highly accentuated, her luxurious black hair tumbling down her waist, her lips plump. She was petite in her stature but no doubt men and women could feel intimidated by her.
Emerald"Emerald," said a soft and clear voice. I didn't remember anything. But I knew what I felt. And I felt free, absolutely free. I didn't feel pain, I didn't feel guilt whatsoever. I felt... alive. I don't remember the last I felt like this, if ever. I heard my name continuing to be repeated. By the same soft and angelic voice. It reminded me of my mother and thought of her brought a mental smile. She yearned for the voice of her mom, her gentle touch, her angelic like laugh. Everything. "Emerald," said the voice again. "Mom?" she asked groggily but hopefully.Opening my eyes, I was met by a bright light outlining a figure of a woman. The figure looked a lot like my mom but the more I adjusted to the sudden setting, the more I realized it wasn't her. This woman was flawless. Long luxurious hair, golden tan like skin, face that bore no wrinkles, acne, dark spots- nothing. She was gorgeous. I grew confused as to who she was, where I was, why I was here. "Ah so many questions I
Anonymous He had left not too long after Emerald began to breathe. The sun was beginning to rise and soon his pack would wake up and notice his absence. It wouldn't be long before her brothers would notice that their sister was no longer there, but he had more time till they discovered her missing, unlike them discovering he was gone. Malena was left with her, looking over her restlessly. When the sun had fully risen, she began to sense her awakening at any moment. She knew that Emerald would be confused as to this being the first time she's been out of captivity for nine years. She expected it and was mentally preparing herself for the countless questions she might receive. After heating herself some water for her tea, she put the kettle on the coffee table along with the two cups. Not long after she placed the cups down, Emerald gasped out of her sleep. Malena, who was sitting on the coffee table pouring the hot water in the tea cups, faced her, looking at her calmly. Emerald's e
EmeraldFor a brief moment, it was still in the darkness. I didn't feel anything. I didn't hear anything.Just still. But then a feeling from deep within my body started to make a presence. It was small at first, and almost went unnoticed. But it grew. It felt like it was taking twists and turns and overall felt weird within my body. It wasn't excruciatingly painful but it wasn't a good feeling either. It somewhat made me gasp as it took over my body and seemed to consume me. I couldn't stop it even if I tried. Just when the feeling seemed to become worse, there was a warming effect that instantly went throughout my body. It felt calming and relieving. And just like that, I was back in Malena's living room, looking at her. "You alright?" she questioned. I nodded my head. "Okay good. How well is your sense of smell?""Uh pretty good I'd say," I responded. "I'm able to smell the rotting egg salad in your fridge."Her eyes grew wide. "I completely forgot about that. Well okay then,
Emerald mentally sighed to myself as Malena walked to the front door. I wanted my questions fully answered, not vaguely and through some riddles. What was wrong with having legitimate answers? As I continued to be deep in thought, I soon heard my name being called. Tearing my eyes away from nothing in particular, I turn my head and see Malena standing there with another woman. The woman was beautiful, not surprising me one bit. In ways she looked a lot like Malena, as if they were related somehow. "Sisters?" I questioned . Her friend grinned. "She's observant," she says. Yep, definitely sisters. "I'm Jemma, it is an honor to meet you.""So I've been told," I say, standing.Jemma looks at Malena confused. "She doesn't know," Malena said softly. Or at least she tried to speak softly, my werewolf hearing prevented that. Jemma's eyes somewhat widened but nevertheless she nodded. "Are you ready to go?" she questions. Nodding my head, I stood and waited for her to go to the door so we