“I thought you were a vampire who wanted various things in our area.”
I blinked. His voice was soft, reminded me of BTS's Park Jimin; Korean singer group that I admire. To my surprise, he did not sound scary at all; almost friendly, in fact.
“Area?” I parroted not to understand.
The wrinkles of the exotic-skinned youth deepened.
“What pack are you from?” the young man began to scatter. “How come you are here? Looking for new food? There are only wild boars here. Do you like pork? Where is your house? What is your name?”
I really could not say anything. The question strafed me like a bullet fired nonstop. Excessive parables, but it feels like that. I tried to answer the question as much as possible. I do not want to make this youth's infallibility fade.
“I am… well, I don't know what pack you mean. You mean like the one on the films? And… I live alone with my mother in this forest,” I explained doubtfully. “I was just walking and… no, I
“I guess I have to go,” I said quickly. I foolishly took steps at a normal human speed. As a result, Justin managed to stop me again and get in my way. “Are you a wolvire?” Justin asked suddenly. I looked at him confused. “My name is Bara, not Wolvire.” Justin patted his forehead like he was out of mind because of my foolishness. “I mean ‘wolvire’; stands for wolf-vampire.” “Uh, yeah, that's me,” I muttered like a fool. I just forgot what the mean, that’s all. “You don't know anything about the wolf pack… did your parents keep everything from you?” I almost opened my mouth wide open. This is confusing to me. Is Justin the kind of person who is okay if I tell him who I really am? I decided to take safe steps. “Yes, I just found out about myself a few weeks ago,” I said cautiously. “My parents thought I could live as a normal human being.” Justin snorted. His gaze turned doubtful. “I can
The wolf pounced on me until my body fell and crashed into the forest floor, but that's all. The wolf whined happily and immediately stepped out of my sight as he jumped up and down like a puppy.If I had a history of heart disease, I would have met a handsome angel who was ready to punish me in hell.I looked at Justin from below. “What was that?!”I stood in one light strand. However, the next thing that happened made me regret to standing up. I hope me still lying on the ground. It will be better if I can pass out at once.The black wolf in front of me evaporated like a thick gray mist on a cold morning. In less than five seconds, the misty wolf was replaced by another young man of Justin's age who stood with his hands on his hips. He grinned at Justin and me.I practically slapped Justin's arm muscles and made my palms heat on my own.“Who is he?” I whispered to Justin. “He's just juggling, isn’t he?&r
David grinned. “Didn't you guys discuss about hiding your relationship? Like dating, for example.”Secretly my heart felt relieved. I glanced at Justin who looked as relief as me.“We're not dating, David. We just met,” I said patiently; the effect of feeling relieved. If not, it is certain my voice will go up a few octaves.“And you fall in love with him, either does him.”I wanted to knock his head with dark brown hair so hard.“Damn, can you keep your mouth shut and go all the way from here?” I rebuked.“It's enough!” Justin scolded. “David, don't disturb her.”David laughed. “Oh, what a sweet bird. ‘Don't disturb her!’ A very caring lover.”Justin suddenly pounced forward. His body turned into a black wolf in the air, and when the wolf Justin dropped his friend, David turned back into a black wolf.“Stop, both of you
Only about a hundred and fifty yards we made a jump, Justin and David stopped at a narrow opening with tall trees encircling it. My shoes stepped on the surface of the ground that was more humid than where we were before. “What do we want to stop here? “ I asked in surprise. They said nothing, but David reached into a hole in the bush. I was afraid the young man would peck at a snake, but when David pulled out his hand, nothing happened. Justin took my hand and the three of us retreated to one side of the tree. A second later, the round opening before me collapsed underground. I was shocked and retreated to further back. “Come in.” David jumped into the dark round hole without any hesitation. I gripped Justin's arm. “What does it mean, ‘come in’?” Justin released the grip of my hand and turned to hold it. “The third count, we jump,” he said. “What?” I cried. “One….” “Wait, Justin!” “Two….”
We entered a dark alley lit only by large candles. The hallway was not as long as I thought as we passed by with echoing steps. Uncle Alvaro turned another hallway, then walked for a few meters and stopped in front of a door. My heart was beating as he knocked on the iron door. Nothing happen yet, but, my throat has been blocked by an imaginary stone. I miss Gran and Dad, and cannot wait to ask Mom how she found this base. The door opened, but the person standing behind it was not someone I knew. I looked at her in surprise. She is a tall girl, but a bit chubby. Her shoulder-length hair was black. Her iris eyes are light blue. I vaguely smell the vanilla scent from her body. “Who's she, Dad?” asked the girl. “‘Dad?’” I slipped involuntarily. “Are you David's little sister?” The girl looked down at me. I suddenly felt midget. “Big sister,” she murmured; still watching me. “He's my little brother.” Uncle Alvaro rubbed my shoulder
That night I slept in the same room as my family. Family. My chest was tight when I remember one of them is gone. “Barbara….” I curled even closer to the wall. Mom's soft voice made it even more unbearable. They say Hugo—the man who attacked Gran's house—took Dad's body with him for whatever reason. I had raged at Gran because he did not want to stop that person. “I'm very weak, Bara,” Gran whispered earlier. “I can no longer fight Hugo. He is too strong.” I understand that. It is just that I am still too disappointed, still too hurt in the heart to accept Gran's condition at that time. My feelings are like falling to pieces. I walked out of the shared room feeling frivolous. Mom called me in weakness, but I just muttered unclear to her. “Do you think that I don't feel sad either, Bara?” cried Mom; the tone was so hurt. I stopped, and then turned a little to her. My lips lifted to form a
The intruder was still threatening Arga's head with the same steps as me. I turned my head. “Who are you?” “We go out first,” whispered the intruder. “Unless you want me to say it now with one life for my demon in return.” The way he said it made me shudder. I wring my fists nervously as we arrived at the main room (?)—I don't know what the right name is, so let me just say it that way. What time is it? Why is there no one at all? I stopped in front of the first step to the top. “Just go up, Barbara,” the intruder whispered again. I took a deep breath, and then climbed the steps with the stranger still holding Arga behind me. My back was bristling without being able to hold. A drop of cold sweat fell on my forehead. My eyes glanced at dozens of windows at the high wall of the bunker. Once again, where are they? Why did no one hear our echoing steps at all? I almost gasped when we finally reached the top door. Th
People say we can feel something if death approaches us. People say, the signs will look real and strange to other people. Some say that the person who is going to die is the one who is most aware of it until finally making them try to say goodbye that will look odd in the eyes of the closest person. On the other hand, I did not experience it all. I didn't feel anything strange, the people closest to me were now far away somewhere so that no one would tell me what was wrong with me. My death just came without giving me the slightest glimpse of it. “Hi.” I looked at a girl who was now entering my gloomy “prisoner” room. Sunlight can only enter between the narrow vents above the pitch-black window. I once tried breaking the glass, hoping that the magical power of my vampire or of wolf-shifter could help. The effort was successful, but in the end, it was in vain. I managed to get out of the window only to find me caught again. Dozens of g