Avelina"Dad! What's happening?" My body froze in place as the chilling scene unfolded before me, blood painting the floor.The intruders showed no regard for their victims, callously shooting anyone in their path. By their actions, it seemed as if they were on a hunt, treating these human beings as nothing more than prey. Everyone around us was falling lifeless, to the ground, every second, a body was dropping on the floor— shot dead.Those who had tried to shift mid-air were shot dead too— With a barrage of bullets ripping through their bodies, tearing flesh and shattering bones.Oh no...."I...I don't know," Dad's voice trembled as he fumbled for his concealed weapon, his hands shaking, "I need to find a safe place for you.""Ezekiel, what the fuck is happening? Didn't you comply with their demands?" Luca, a close friend of my father, rushed towards us. He maneuvered through the hail of bullets."I did, the deal was sealed. I have no idea who these individuals are," Dad exclaimed fr

AvelinaThere were rustling sounds of old leaves and squeaking rats, accompanied by a pungent odour, so vile it jolted me out of the deep darkness that had consumed me. My entire body ached, likely from lying on this unforgiving, rock-hard surface for what felt like an eternity.I managed to sit up, my muscles depleted of any strength. My movements were slow and laboured, hindered further by the putrid stench that seemed to intensify as my consciousness returned. As my eyes adjusted to the dimness, I surveyed my surroundings—a cell cloaked in filth and layers of dust. The limited visibility made it difficult to discern anything clearly, but I could hear an unfamiliar sound that almost...resembled the heavy paws of some monstrous creature.My heart raced within the confines of my chest as darkness enveloped the entire space. I was afraid of the dark.A bone-chilling shiver slithered down my spine, not solely due to the extreme cold that permeated the air, plunging temperatures below the

AvelinaInfront of me, stood....My father's murderers.Matteo Augustus stood before me, tearing apart the rogue's body in two with his bare hands and extended claws. Blood splattered across his face, yet he remained unfazed by the gruesome scene.Another growl pierced the air, emanating from a second rogue approaching from behind. But before it could reach us, a chilling laugh echoed through the chamber, a familiar one. It was Dante Romano, who seized the rogue by its neck, his claws tearing it apart with brutal efficiency. The creature lay in two severed halves, its spilled organs staining the filthy floor.I watched in horror and disbelief.Why were these two murderers here to save me? Before I could piece together any semblance of a plan, a primal scream erupted from the depths of my throat. Another rogue approached us. But before I could even register the anomaly, Matteo sprang into action. He lunged at the rogue, seizing it by the throat and hoisting it aloft with unnerving eas