Daughter of the Damned

***in the present world***Mira's POV -" You mean nothing to me! Nothing! "That was exactly what Braze told me. In the middle of a hall room full of people. As if that was not embarrassing, it was supposed to be the day he was officially going to announce our relationship. Ah! Stupid me. I had even done my nails for the occasion. Guess I would just have to work an extra shift to get over that expense. Hanging around with boys, looking for their attention, those were the last things on my already over saturated mind. I had a dog and two cats to feed, work as many shifts as I could, part-time, to collect my future college fees. I had a mother to take care of who still thought she could climb Mount Everest with severe spondylitis . I am leaving out the part where I had to study and also try to fit in my new environment. It was over a year ago that I changed schools, yet the students never saw me as one of them. Probably because I was a scholarship student and my family did not have a

Mira's POV -" Mira, do it properly. I should be able to see my face in each of them. They should be shining. "I rolled my eyes . She should have all her mirrors replaced with these pots. She was obsessed with her utensils. She was the latest inclusion in my woe list. This was my fifth day, working in that corner motel. The pay wasn't that good but I wanted to work because only that way would I be able to be somewhere till my school got over. I couldn't kill my mother by telling her that I had made up my mind to not go to that school anymore. Not after the humiliation that Braze made me suffer. I had no idea how I would react if I saw him again. Would I break down crying again or would I kick his balls? I had to make up very spicy excuses to satiate my mother. Luckily, she was out of town when I was knocked out in that handsome boy's house. The offer was very tempting but somehow, I managed to trigger my stupid morality and ended up not taking the money. Let me correct myself.

*** in the other world *** The waves of the Southern Seas were unusually loud and high. They had turned crimson in the sky, mimicking the hue of a triple moon. But they could not overshadow the shine of the rare beauty, the Southern Star. It was up there in the sky, just as was prophesied. It was a breathtaking view, but all that the onlookers could feel was fear. They were not timid creatures. They were mages. Human-like creatures with unimaginable supernatural powers. Their powers varied according to their clan and the techniques that they developed after birth. The rise of the Southern Star in the sky, along with the triple moons, was the beacon for the drumroll. It was an indication that the never-ending war between the tribes was finally coming to an end. A supposed happy affair. Alas! That was not the case. The end of the war would mean that some would gain superiority over others. That was a concept alien for the power-crazy mages. They had gained immortality a very long time a

Xen's POVI found myself standing in a narrow, desolate alley, trapped in the clutches of my subconscious. The darkness engulfed me, suffocating and overwhelming. The air was heavy with an unspoken threat, sending shivers down my spine.With every step that I took, the sense of foreboding intensified. I could feel the unseen eyes peering at me, lurking in the shadows. The silence was broken only by the distant echoes of my footsteps, echoing like a haunting requiem.Suddenly, a flickering streetlight came into view, casting macabre shapes on the cracked pavement. It illuminated an object, nestled on the ground. A blade. Its steel glimmered malevolently, reflecting my mounting fear.Driven by an inexplicable compulsion, I reached out to touch it. As my trembling fingers made contact with the cold metal, a surge of electricity coursed through my veins. The room was shrouded in darkness, save for the faint glow of the moonlight slipping through the blinds. I gasped for breath, my heart

***present day world***Mira's POV -" This is it then... Mamma, take care of yourself and don't worry. I will give you a call when I land. "I hugged her so tight that I could have crushed her frail frame. What was more amazing was the force with which she hugged back. It was ten times rougher and tighter than mine. She was fighting to hold back her tears. And so was I. It was my first time staying away from her. It was my first time going away so far. After the last round of announcements for boarding, I had no option but to hurry my way towards the entry point. They let me in after checking my documents. I was shown inside the craft with a smile. I settled down at the window. And stared out of it, watching the big wings which were about to carry us all. I looked around. It was a crowded space. People were trying to get to their seats, arrange their luggage, and tuck in their babies as the air hostesses went about helping everybody. It was a long and exhausting flight but we final