The Prime: Augustus

I once asked the heavens,For this curse that don’t make sense.My shadow makes them more tense,Making me the monster at their expense. -G-==- Silence was something Augustus craved. Yet he rarely got it, not when his six brothers were all present at the dining table as they munched their meats. All were trying to talk at once and no coherent words reached his ears, grating his nerves even more. Just when he thought he have the peace he was longing for in his lifetime, fate seemed to challenge him once again. As if the curse running inside him was not enough joke, another tragedy lurked at the corner. The Moon Goddess must have been testing him, maybe mocking his patience. He didn't like it. Not one bit.The seven Raganzo brothers had been inhabiting Earth for quite sometime now. If Augustus would count it, adding all the years since he was born, then he w

Seasons changed but the stories remain.Still drawing us like monsters on a chain,We’re forced to hide util we don’t have to feign,But sooner I know we will rise and reign. -G-==- It was nearing dark when Chessa remembered that she was supposed to look for her I.D. card. Crossing the hallway again, half-running toward the registration room, she smiled as she turned the knob, relieved that the door wasn't closed yet. Lucky her. She scanned the floor, thinking she might have dropped it but the it was clean and neat. Walking toward the booth, her feet was forced to a stop the moment she heard voices."I'll do what I want. You can't make me leave." The voice sounded way too familiar.There was a commotion then, like a body being dragged, forced into submission. Chessa turned to her heels, trapped whether to look for her I.D. or flee the

 Winter’s upon us, we shiver and we’re cold,Storm had its way in life that we cannot afford.This now, we vow to never break our accord,To live as seven and fight together with our sword. -G-==-Chessa had her legs pulled up against her chest, hugging it. Her bed was wide enough for her, six pillows surrounding her. Even as a kid, she liked her bed swarming with pillows, soothing her panic of being alone in the dark. But now that she was all grown up, she became good at being just by herself. She didn't have a choice, anyway. She was alone at her studio-type apartment, unable to push back the fleeting moment with Augustus at the Mulvar Chamber. Had her best friend Sun knew what happened, she would freak out and would have told her to take advantage. Especially to a stunning guy like him.Stunning? She mentally kicked herself. She s

 Cold blood in our veins, hunger we can’t satiate,Day by day we face ourselves and see the hate.This gift of ours, the curse that always radiate,Deep within us, we only destroy but never create. -G-==- “Sadraka?” Gin repeated, staring at his brother. “The Caster? The one who put the curse on us? That Sadraka?”Augustus firmly nodded, discarding the thick book on the long table as he started to pace their mansion’s study area. He pulled Gin inside the room, wanting to confirm his theory about the black band he saw Chessa wearing. He suddenly felt an itch to snatch it from her.“G, do you know what you are talking about here?” Gin stated, his hand inside his pants pocket. Obviously, he was astounded. “Whoever have that ring means that person is from Sadraka’s blood