It is almost morning and Luana stands at the gate that guards the vampire city. She was now wearing her fighting gear of black pants, boot heels, and a brown leather jacket. Her hair was worn up.
Before her, several men stood with glowing cat eyes and fangs out. Their faces have the tribal identification Werecats are known with, stripes.
She grabbed two long swords from her back, one on each hand, and swirled them.
"Let's say we strike a deal, cats. You get outta here and I'll spare your lives or we do this the hard way." Her mouth twitched and her eyes were expressionless giving out an air of confidence.
"The only deal we shall strike, Luana," she heard a voice call out from behind the men and her face looked frightened. He walked up to her front and tilted his hat like a cowboy. "Is about the treasure."
"Shelbrooke?" Her voice was shaky as she saw the man with a deep-cut scar running diagonally across his face.
"Long time no see, my Lady." He smirked. "I've waited this day for a long time."
With that, his fangs shot out and his eyes turned into a cat's. He drew out a long sword and flung it towards her but she was faster as she dodged the weapon.
Some of the cats shrilled and ran after Luana to fight her, while the others turned into huge cats and jumped over the wall into the city. Luana was getting weak and so she had no choice but to call for help. As she turned to run using her vampire speed to the palace so she can alert the army, Shelbrooke cut her with his sharp sword, causing her to fall on her face. Blood splattered across the floor. Not just hers but other cats whom she had fought with and had had a taste of her thirsty weapon.
The only thing she heard was Shelbrooke's footsteps towards her. She felt him place his booted foot on her head.
"I've always wanted to see you beg at my feet as you gasp for breath. You and your father are the reason why I became this way." He ran his index finger across the scar on his face. "You both forgot that an angry lion can never be prevailed over. Today is not the day, Luana. I still want to watch you quiver," he pressed his boots on her face harder before releasing her.
"This isn't over Shelbrooke!" Luana managed to say.
"Ooh! But it is already. I have my men all over your city already. With time, we will strike!" He laughed harder before disappearing into the darkness.
Luana passed out.
The sun is in its best form as it shines over the South Jungle. Working hand in hand with the calm wind that dances over the grasses like one who is listening to her lover's serenade. Over the lawn, good-looking wolves stand at attention with Azrael standing before them and giving commands.
On the other side, the royal siblings move about giggling as they move to go to the breakfast room. They pass by the guest room where Zeidan stands by the window overlooking the garden that leads to the forest where he had first met Lyne.
"Your highness, what bothers you?" He heard one of his men, Bran says. After Wikh, Bran is the second closest. Although he is four years older than the young soldier, he seems to confide in him better than the others, including Wikh.
His golden hair was trimmed at the edge and made to sit across his forehead with wax laid over them. His face looked younger than his age.
"I'm just worried about her," he stated, hands deep in his pocket. His eyes not leaving the trees that spread out in a beautiful sequence.
"Who?" Bran inquired.
He turned to look at the boy whom he has taken to himself since he found him on the streets beaten to a pulp by a group of boys whom he later found out are his brothers who find it satisfying to bully him. He had picked him up and trained him to be a soldier so he could stand up for himself.
"Lyne." He answered after releasing a deep breath.
"She is so soft-hearted, I wonder if she can ever be able to cope with my lifestyle. I'll have no other choice than to let her live her life."
"Whatever it is you think she is feeling or passing through, just know that there is only little you can do to help. The rest lies in her hands."
"You're right. I know what to do." He walked outside after checking his wristwatch that stated the time was 9:03 am.
"I think it's time for breakfast." He strolled out of the room while Bran sat on the edge of the bed, looking around the room lazily.
A few minutes later, a messenger ran in panting as he held a paper in his hands.
"Bran, we are in serious trouble!" He said almost breathlessly while Bran stood up abruptly.
"What happened?"
"The...the Werecats! They've taken a hold of Vampire city. Read this!" The messenger gave the paper to Bran who collected it and tore it open.
"I hope you'll answer me this time. The Werecats are around the city. They will attack anytime from now. Hurry up and come with the army." Bran read out aloud.
"The King needs to hear of this," he muttered almost to himself.
"Hey, freak!" Lyne could hear her brother's voice behind her as she walked through the hallway to the breakfast room.
She rolled her eyes and stopped in her tracks.
"It's only a matter of time, Lyne. Calm down." She whispered to herself assuringly.
"You're going to the royal breakfast room to eat like royalty like you're even one." Reb chipped in as she clapped and laughed. Others joined in.
She turned to give them a reply.
"I hear people who call themselves royalty are supposed to learn how to bridle their tongue and behave appropriately, not like riff raffs." She retorted much to her siblings' amazement as they all gasped.
"You're calling us riff raffs?" Charles asked as he walked up to her and pushed her on the forehead. In fear, Lyne looked down.
"Hey! I'm talking to you. If you're as brave as you tried to prove, why don't you repeat that nonsense you just said." Giving her a resounding slap that sent her cheeks burning like a flame, he continued to say.
"Your mother left you alone in this world and we've been generous enough to give you all the basic things that you don't even deserve. Food, shelter, and everything. Yes! Everything your mother couldn't give."
There was silence for a while before Lyne raised her head to look her brother in the eyes. Her eyes were now red with tears. Her lips quivered as those words hit her heart like a sword.
He just mentioned her mother's name saying she couldn't give her all she wanted. But he is right. If her mother had been alive, maybe things would have been different but she cannot give in. Even if this will be the last thing she will say to reply to her obnoxious brothers and sisters, then so be it.
"At least she left fighting to her last breath," she replied, tears burning her eyes. "Your mothers cowered in the cave claiming to save your asses. They weren't warriors enough. I lived all my life without a mother's care. You all can't live a day without your parents. No battleground is as fierce as living as an orphan. Yes! An orphan because I have no mother or father. I'm alone and I've been fighting alone. None of you stubborn pigs," she pointed her finger at Charles and the others.
"None of you can ever survive it I'm sure."
Charles's hand came up again to attack her and she flinched closing her eyes and expecting it to land on her cheeks but was surprised when she didn't feel anything. Opening her eyes, she was shocked to see Zeidan holding Charles' hand.
"Don't you dare!"
His eyes were turning black already in fury and it made her stomach churn in excitement. She has never seen anyone stand up for her, two times in a row.
Everywhere was silent until Bran came running towards him.
"Your highness, we've got more important issues to resolve!"
Zeidan was still staring into the other man's eyes, his hands almost crushing Charles' arm.
After another moment of silence that was uncomfortably awkward, Bran spoke into his ears, and immediately, Charles' hand was released.
"What?!" He exclaimed.
"Those bastards are testing my patience," his voice now sounded like thunder.
He moved to walk past Lyne and she thought he was only going to walk past her but was surprised when he grabbed her hand and pulled her towards the breakfast room. The others followed him.
Styx sat down in the center of the breakfast room, a newspaper in front of him.
"I'm marrying your daughter tonight!" Zeidan called authoritatively causing the others to gasp and sending Lyne's heart into a spiraling condition.
Lyne looked up at Zeidan. She wasn't ready for the marriage yet as she hasn't fully prepared. Looking at her father with a plea in her eyes, she was shocked to hear him say so at such short notice.Styx raised a brow. "I was not aware you would be interested this much. You must want her badly."A flush colored Lyne's face, but then it occurred to her that all the wedding arrangements only fall on one reason, to get an army. "I don't even know how to prepare for this. I'm worried sick about this. How do I tell my people?" "You need not worry about a huge ceremony. I'll ensure I give her the best celebration once we get to Vampire city. What matters is I fulfill my part of the agreement." He gave her hand a slight squeeze. "My city is in trouble. Please, let me marry her tonight.""You have my consent." She could hear her siblings mumble behind her. Part of her was jumping in excitement as she would now be free from their teases and bullying. Zeidan observed her from the corner of his
The moon descended in its glorious form, and all other sky objects were beclouded. The jungle roared only with the melodious beats that follows the rhythm of Lyne's heart as she stared at herself in the mirror in the room where she sits to dress up.Outside on the lawn, the wedding ceremony is going on. By the right-hand side close to the palace, the royal siblings all sit in their beautiful clothing while their father sits on the throne, his face holding a sly smile like a fox that has just caught its prey.On the other side, some guards stood there, watching the whole activity. Beside them, the drummers sat. In the front of the palace itself, there is an entrance temporarily made, covered by a thick golden curtain that indicates where the bride will come in. While a red carpet of six feet length is spread in front of the entrance, Zeidan stands at the other end, expecting his bride. Beside him Akeila stands, holding a scroll in hand."We welcome you all to this glorious..." Akeila s
A sigh escaped Zeidan's lips as he stepped backward. His hand bled as he held the knife hardly by the tip and looked down at his new bride who looked ignorant of everything going on.Poor Lyne. He thought.Everyone has stopped walking around."What was that for?""What was what for? You kissed me." Lyne thought he was talking to her since his eyes are still locked with hers."I wonder how much freaky magic you can do." Charles' voice made Lyne turn towards him. "So many powers but you can't even fight your people."Lyne looked at Zeidan and her face caught blood dripping down his hands as he held it. That was when it dawned on her that Charles had thrown it at them while they were kissing. She covered her mouth in shock, tears rolling down her cheeks for two reasons. He just risked his life to save hers and he looked like he cared for her."You even had to settle for less all because you need an army to fight your little war. How cheap of you." Everyone including the Alpha is quiet,
Luana's eyes shot open as she rose from the bed sharply, hands clutched to her chest. Her breathing was ragged. Checking the skies, she realized it was morning already. The sun wearing a full robe as it lazily sucks up the wetness of the ground.Rolling out of the bed, she parted the curtains in her room, allowing the reflection of the sun inside. She sighed before going to take her bath and get ready for the day.As she moved to take her bath, she passed by a long mirror and stopped to check herself."Wow," she smiled satisfactorily at her reflection as if she has just won a medal."I can't wait for Zeidan to come and place a crown on my head."Puffing her chest and straightening her back, she gave a fake wave and acted like a Queen."My Lady." She heard someone call but she ignored it and continued what she was doing."My Lady, we need your attention."More silence. Chloe was beginning to get uncomfortable as she watched Luana display in front of the mirror ignoring her calls."We n
"What's the problem now, Gorge?" Shelbrooke called out as he sat down in his office, cleaning his knife with a piece of cloth.Gorge walked in hesitatingly."We have about four hundred and eighty soldiers right now."Silence enveloped the room, same as the stench of cigarettes and coffee. Gorge cleared his throat and continued."Four hundred and eighty-foot soldiers, two hundred archers, and twenty warriors.""And your strategy?" Shelbrooke blew air on the knife now sparkling clean."We...um...our strategy...""Speak up!" His voice startled Gorge, causing him to jump."You have a problem with English now? You speak French now?" "No, your highness. Our strategy is in place. Our foot soldiers are taking over the whole entrance of the city and around the walls. Our archers will be on mountains and warriors will go in to take the Onyx...""Our father's heritage," Shelbrooke muttered, licking his lips. "With the Onyx, not only will our technology improve, our lives will also improve. We'
Luana felt something sharp and heavy hit her hand. She lost balance and the sword fell from her hand causing her to crouch to waist level. The whole recruits murmured while some laughed inwardly.Although she knew no one among the kids could dare throw the rock at her, she also noticed the stone had come from an angle behind her. Looking back, she wasn't wrong and her heart skipped a beat.The sound of rushing feet and horseshoes hit her eardrums but none was eye-catching as the beautiful woman that Zeidan carried on his horse. She didn't think twice before knowing that was the girl they both planned to use. But something was off. This wasn't the description he had given or heard about the rejected Princess of the Alpha Styx.Screaming as she rode on the horse, with the wind blowing her golden hair, Lyne held a couple of stones, one of which she threw at her. What a nice shot. Luana thought. But Zeidan should be paying attention to her.When their horse reached where she stood in fron
As the evening sun set, Zeidan led his horse around one tree, then another, and into the clearing that spread out."Now we're there." "And where exactly, is this place?" Lyne asked softly."It's an old destroyed building of course." He slipped off his horse and wrapping his arms around Lyne's waist, helped her down. He tied the horse's reins to a tree.The huge red brick structure glowed under the orange, tiring evening sun. Having part of it break down with a domed roof supported by what pillar was left of the building. It rested on a base three feet high like a half-eaten cake with red-colored sugar frosting on a plate."That I can see." Lyne followed behind him, her hand in his. "How stupid of me not to have known. My past life is practically just like this building. How can I not relate to this?""You do need to forget about that." Zeidan squeezed her hand passionately. "You are with me now.""Will it make it better?" "Of course, it will." She still has that question lurking in
"I still don't understand why you are this mad," Styx said as Charles sat on the chair opposite him in the courtroom, eyes blazing like the sunset in the dark room."You don't understand? Dad, you gave our worst enemy our army. You didn't even think about the consequences." His voice boomed in the room."We had an agreement...""That's what you keep saying. Of what use is the Onyx to us?"Charles took a bottle of drink that had been on the table and threw it against the wall. Styx could only watch his first son well up with fury and rage burning inside him. If there was something he knew about his son, it's that there is nothing he could say to convince him."What do you mean of what use is the Onyx? You do know this is what we have been after all these years. With that beautiful treasure, our lives will be better. Think about the powers we will be able to possess. Multiple powers just like the vampires."Styx tried to explain, excitement rising in his eyes. Charles still looked uncon