Julian Fernandez. A man in his late twenties who is antisocial, stoic and views relationships as a fallacy. However, his life takes a twist when it's evident that he is caught up in a generational curse. It all begins when he notices that he's the only one who can see a strange tattoo that randomly appears on people. Believing he's going insane, Julian seeks help from friends and professionals. The problem is the tattoos are the least of his worries. There's something more menacing that's after him. It's up to him to know who's the friend..... And who's the foe.View More
For the second time that day, Julian found himself speeding across the road. This time he was making a return to Nancy's home. He grounded his jaw as the car sped along the road. He couldn't believe he allowed Loretta get into his head again. How could he have been so stupid? All the time they were having that conversation, she was stalling him. But another thing confused him. She gave him some pointers. Why would she do that? Didn't she want him dead in the first place. Or was this another of her mind games? He hoped to heaven that she was bluffing and Nancy was okay. But there was something about the angry look Loretta gave him when she made mention of Nancy. He had never seen that kind of expression on her face. It looked like she was about to murder him at that instant.He pulled out his phone and dialled Nancy's number. There was no answer. He tried again for the second, third and fourth time. It yielded the same result."Please be alright, Nancy," He mutter
Nancy put down her novel after closing the final page. She relaxed into her sofa, letting out a huge sigh. She thought of all the past events that had happened. Sam was dead, Cheryl was still in jail, The mayor was dead. It was all too much for her to think about. As much has she hated the mayor's guts, he didn't deserve that kind of death. She hoped Julian would return as soon as possible so they could deal with this threat once and for all. She also found it odd that she found herself playing a huge part in all of this. The more she thought about it, the more she realised she was a huge factor. She was the one who set up the meeting between Julian and Loretta. And right now, She was the same person who discovered the only way to destroy the latter."Maybe it's part of destiny." She sighed, a silly grin appearing on her face. "The lady helping her one true love, her knight, to destroy the dragon. Or serpent in this case. Usually its the white knight rescuing the princess
Julian's grip tightened around the steering wheel as the car sped along the road. He had told Nancy that he was going home. But that was not the complete truth. He would go home eventually. But not at that moment. He had something else in mind. He was going to confront her. His nemesis. He knew who she really was and he knew she was on the hunt for her sixth victim. Then he would be the final sacrifice for that century. But he was not afraid. And he had to let her know that. He had to let her know he was prepared for battle. This was her game ; psychological warfare. He needed to play along and get into her mind. Startle her and disorient her a bit before he finally struck.On getting to the building, he walked past the secretary who was startled by his sudden appearance."Mr Fernandez," She said, jumping off her seat and following him. "This is an unexpected surprise. Miss Torres never told me-""I don't have time for this." Julian snapped, cutting her off.
Saturday came on such short notice. Nancy blinked in discomfort as rays of the sun fluttered through her window and hit her eyes that morning. This was one of the moments that she wished she was wearing her glasses at the moment. She squinted her eyes at the window and turned her head at the other side. Her eyes immediately met Julian's. Memories of their activities the previous night flowed through her mind as she stared downwards at the sheet covering their naked bodies. A small smile appeared as she knew it was worth it. It was her first time after all and she wouldn't have thought it better than to give it to the man who captured her heart from a young age. Pride filled her heart as she compared the similarity between herself and the female protagonist of one of her romantic novels."What are you smiling at?" Julian's voice interrupted her thoughts.She wrapped her arm around his waist and rested her head on his bare chest. Julian ran his hand softly
Julian followed Nancy into the kitchen where her laptop balanced on the table that evening. She sat in front of it and pulled a chair beside her, inviting Julian to sit. He obliged and she clicked on the mouse. A page was shown on the internet. It contained several diagrams, but the one that caught Julian's eye was the symbol. The very evil piece of art he had become acquainted with. However, there was no number with it."Julian, everything that you've experienced recently has it's roots connected in one place. " Nancy said, adjusting her glasses with her index finger.She pointed to an article beneath the diagram of the symbol."According to this article, this symbol is the alchemic symbol of death. This all started seven hundred years ago in Valencia, Spain. A dark and powerful priestess by the name of Malorca conducted a ritual in which seven hundred men were to be killed and sacrificed to open a kind of gateway for the demoness, Meriah." Nancy said, pausing
The news had spread quickly the next morning. The mayor was dead. The news came as a huge shock to the town. It was received with confusion as he had just given a speech the previous day and looked healthy. No one understood the cause of his death which was revealed to be severe burns. No one knew except two people.Julian sat at his desk that morning with anger brewing within him. The news came as no surprise to him earlier that morning before he left the house. After all he had been through, he had come to expect something like that. What made him furious was the fact that Randal never contacted him or Nancy after that day. Julian had called him on his cell multiple times but he didn't pick. Julian clenched his fists. The whole thing was putting a bit of strain on his mind and he needed a relief before he suffered a mental breakdown.A knock was heard on his door, bringing him back to reality."Come in." He said.The door opened and Nancy walked in. As sh
For the second time in her life, Nancy was surprised again as she saw the familiar face of Julian at her doorstep. This time however, he came along with Randal."Should I start getting used to this?" She asked rhetorically, raising her eyebrow at the two men.She moved aside and let them in. Her TV was switched on. It appeared she was watching the news."Sorry about the unexpected visit," Randal said as he sunk into a seat. "But we wouldn't have come on such short notice if it wasn't so important.""I think that's what phones are for," Nancy replied. "You guys could have called or something. I mean what if I wasn't home?"The two men stared at each other."You guys didn't think this through, did you?" Nancy shook her head. "This must really be a big emergency.""Nancy, you can spare us the lectures till later, " Randal said. "We need your help.""Okay, " She replied. "What's the matter?"Julian who had been silently star
Deep within the woods was a secluded area. In that secluded area was a cabin. It was quite small and had two windows at each side with a small wooden door at the middle. In front of the cabin,few feet away, was an old car. In the living room inside the cabin, three men sat around a table, playing cards and laughing. Among the three men was the priest who performed the 'exorcism' at Julian's house. He wore a black tank top and sky blue jeans. The remaining two men were shirtless. One was a bit stout and had short, curly, brown hair with brown eyes. The other was blonde and thin with blue eyes. A pile of cash was stacked on the table in the middle of the trio as they played."I tell you," The apparently fake priest bellowed with laughter. "That guy was a sucker. A huge one to be exact!""How easily did he fall for it?" The blonde asked, wiping tears away from his eyes as he shook uncontrollably with laughter of his own."Hook, line and sinker!" The fake priest cri
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