“This is just fruitless.” Cassandra kicked the empty air. Her shoulders were hanging low and the looks on her face portrayed the frustration that was welling up in her stomach. Bola on the other hands was biting his nails and avoiding eye contact with anyone. He hugged himself leaned on one of the white wall, still trying to assimilate the shock and the naked truth.“Does that means the prophecy is useless?” Gareth asked. His eyes shifted from Bola to Cassandra. His hands were buried on the pocket of his coat and nothing painted a picture of uneasiness around the him. Even the lines on his face was straighten out, making it difficult to read the neutral expression.“No, Gareth, it means that we have borne a prophecy that had only foretol

“I heard you the first time. What I still cannot comprehend is the fact that you want to keep Gareth on the shadow. Don’t you want to tell him you are his mother?” Vera’s shoulders dropped but she said nothing, so Bola continued, taking that as a good sign.“I mean, he has been searching for purpose and meaning to his life. That was why he stole the prophesy in the first place. He is looking for something to give to the Emperor. Something to please him, so as to be accepted back into the cohorts of the Cavalier. And now here you are, his mother.”“Please,” came the soft words of the Watcher, “This is not easy on me too. But I will tell him eventually. On my own terms.”

Bola wiped the tears from his own eyes, not able to hold them back any longer. Seeing the reunion between the mother and son made his chest ach. He just could not shut the doors of his emotions as his mind flashback into the past, in that night when his whole family was destroyed by the children of the night. His clan had been so weak to defend themselves. They had been so powerless.“Here,” Vera’s word brought his wandering thoughts back into his body. She had was holding a small book in her hands now, a book which she gave to Gareth.“It contains my memory.” Vera smiled and parted Gareth’s cheeks, leaving a smear of red trail on them.“Please don&

“This is ridiculous.” Richard chuckled, “The funniest joke in the history of the empire.”“You are a coward Richard. And your strength Is in your tongue. The only thing you are good at is staring up strife among brethren.”“Is that what you think,” Richard flared and hurried up to Gabriel, but the other children where just in time to hold the two from ripping their throats apart.“Richard.” Ginika said, and all eyes turned to him. “I don’t care if you hate me

A sweet air bashed Abigail’s face when she finally walked out of the burning hallway. The metal bars shut behind her, leaving her and the other children at the mercies of the crowd and their frenzy. The walls of the arena were high, more than thirty feet away from the dust and sand.“Now what?” Dodo asked as she steady her hands on the pan. Her composure was laudable, and it made Abigail want to run into her arms. The girl was showing no sign of weakness or fright. It was as if she had anticipated all the event and knew what would happen.“How long can you last out here, Victoria.” The voice of Olivia came fluttering with the numerous screams of the crowd. The mockery in them was annoying. The girl was acting as though she had everything under control.The metal door at the other side of the arena opened, and some six boys came jogging out of it. They were also Vesslers who had come to transition. Unlike the girls that were given pans, the boys held the sword, spears, shield, and other