A RITUAL/ A STILLBORN

C1: A RITUAL/ A STILLBORN

A female stood amidst the ruins,blood, few corpses and beaten people her eyes blazed in two different colors she had a flame mark on her forehead which glittered.

She fought effortlessly with her sword in its sheath,

She used her bare hands, emitting from it with a single movement of her hand large numbers of her enemies fell,

more charged on including her own people and the other kinds.

She didn't bear the intention to kill but to beat them to stupor but some died who couldn't bear the strength of her sacred powers.

She wasn't tired at all fighting thousands, instead her breath remained steady.

Her blue robe which had red designs which were shimmering one could spot its light afar danced as she attacked on all sides.

She had only one thing in mind, she would rather fight till they let her prove her innocence than to surrender to a false accusation.

Staring at the throngs of armies she could recognize two-thirds of her own kind, but then no one would believe her.

a red haired girl laughed slyly behind her.

“Sister, admit your wrongs and evil deeds, you killed those crestlanders including your own kind, everyone saw it and yet you are still fighting” the red haired girl said, her hands folded under her chest fluttering her fiery wings.

She wasn't listening to the red haired girl.

Her attention was on the armies she had drained two-thirds of her energy fighting for three days without rest, unless she unleashes the sacred forbidden power and it will kill everyone present.

“Sister are you tired already, you should surrender yet you choose to do this, you’re getting weak and if you unleash the most sacred power he will hate you forever”

The red haired girl taunted and the other girl frowned but then he would believe her and never betray her right.

Just then a young man appeared before her gracefully his eyes were icy blue just like his long hair he shook his head displeased.

“Love stop please” he said his cold eyes fixed on her his words more like a warning.

her eyes bored into his “Z do you think I did it as well” she asked her eyes searching for answers in his.

“it was seen by trustworthy lords and nobles, just stop fighting when you know they are saying the truth, why don't you surrender and face lighter punishments”

he said firmly his words like blade stabbing her heart she opened her mouth but she couldn't form the right words her heart felt truly betrayed

“i.i.i was framed Z why don't you believe me I thought you were wise, see through this facade”

She said as tears dropped from her eyes the spots they fell froze and scarred as well her focus still on him, she didn't know when the red haired girl threw a fireball at her.

it was too late to deflect it nor dodge it when she saw it from the man's eyes,

She spit a handful of blood and turned throwing an ice ball on the girl in a lightning speed, Z sped up to the red haired girl holding her up,

“stop her before she goes berserk and use the forbidden powers” the red haired girl said weakly and in defence he growled.

“I warned you” he said his cold blue sword flew from its sheath on his hand and flew straight through her chest.

she clutched it whispering a ‘why’ "is this truly my fate” her heart was shattered both physically and emotionally her tears dropped freely till she disappeared and turned into two balls of flames flying away.

A young lady wiped her tears as she stepped out of a pond.

Her dress soaked as she sat on a stone chair.

“This is so sad, she was great yet she died like this, forsaken and betrayed by her loved ones, I wish I can help her”

The young lady said to another lady whose hair was silver, glittering as they cascaded down to her waist, her hazel eyes filled with tears.

“You can, but there is a prize and it might be a heavy one, I don't think you should try it,” the white haired lady said, her green eyes slightly narrowed.

“I want to help her, she deserves to live and to be loved” the hazel-eyed girl said firmly.

“Are you sure about this because there is no going back” the other lady asked and the hazel eyed one nodded.

“I am sure if it, I have made up my mind already”

“Fine as you wish, let's proceed, I will have to summon her essence” the white haired one said, her green eyes glowing as she held a crystal muttering a few incantations.

After the ritual the hazel eyed lady left the room and the mansion taking one last look at the mansion which had a bold writing on its gate ‘Diviners Residence’.

She sighed “I'm going to miss you friend” she said and left.

TWO YEARS LATER

BATHOR KINGDOM

a young woman laid on the bed as she held onto hanging ropes, her belly big and round.

She stuffed her mouth with a piece of clothing as she pushed with all her might, strands of her chocolate brown hair stuck to her face as she closed her hazel eyes .

The midwives froze as they held the baby, cutting the umbilical cord, each gasping In awe, the baby was a beauty, her face round and pouty lips.

The midwives smiled.

“ My lady, she's a beautiful baby girl” the oldest said to the young woman.

The other noticed the child wasn't crying, she hit the baby slightly but no wails, the third midwife placed her finger on her nose, no breath, no heartbeat, her blonde hair slowly turned to white.

“A dead baby?” One asked and the other shrank back.

“With white hair, a dead child with white hair” the second midwife muttered in disbelief

The young woman carried her dead child weakly as she stared at the beautiful baby, while one of the three midwives ran out.

Soon a cry was heard, it was the dead child, she cried loudly as she opened her deep blue eyes.

The midwives screamed and ran away, leaving the mother and child behind.