The Dark Moon

Chapter 1

black crystal orbs stared back at me. Her eyes as dark as the deepest bottom of lucifers soul, it just represented the colour of her soul. Her long dark hair flows down her shoulders and ends at her waist line. Graced with a chocolate tanned skin I wonder, I wonder why she’s graced with long thick eyelashes. Thick full eyebrows? Hair as thick as the forest? A slim slender body frame? An oval face? Full shaped pale pink lips? Why?

“Demons are beautiful so that they can lure and deceive their preys. You don’t expect them to come in their full hideous structure do you?” a flash back of the words spat at me came running to me as I stared at my reflection in the never ending flowing stream in disgust.

“I am an abomination” I muttered. Tears welled up in my eyes but I didn’t cry. I just can’t cry. Crying means weakness and I am not weak. .. I heard little movement around me and in a flash, my dagger was out and thrown in the direction of the sound. on hearing the sound of my dagger hitting a tree with a thud, I turned to see a hare stuck to the tree with my dagger in its tiny little throat as blood dripped from its head. I snapped my head away and looked at my mother’s grave.

I call it grave cause I don’t know what exactly I should call it. I mean, she wasn’t given a proper burial…..crap that. She was not buried at all. Don’t be surprised. She gave birth to a demon so she couldn’t live in peace.

Anger built up in me as I remembered the pain, suffering and everything I went through. My mother decayed, birds perched on her, preys fought to get their own share of the meat.

The villagers think I was born to torment them right? That’s what I’m going to do.

My heart beat is increasing gradually due to the unstoppable anger rising in me. Steady breath escaped my lips as I began to run towards the hill?

With my bow and arrow tightly strapped at my back, accompanying it with a sword attached tightly to my waist and two incredibly strong daggers made from uranium in my boot. I began to climb the hill steadily until I got to the cliff.

I stood at the cliff as the breeze swirled heavily and the clouds darkened. A flash back of my father saying I should never trust anyone or let my guard down came rushing back.

After the death of my mother, a man named Ezekiel took me in. I immediately took him as my father. He strived hard for me to live an awesome life...Let’s just say the villagers weren’t too happy about that. So they made life really difficult for him.

No one would buy from him neither could he buy from them. at the end of the day, we moved from where we stayed and moved closer to the forest. There and then, I became best friends with the forest. I loved it. The calmness, the perching of the birds, the struggle of all animals, the survival of the fittest. So.. I made a friend. I call him Bunnie. Well…cause he’s a bunny.

I can hear him when he is speaking to me. At first I thought I was crazy but after being lonely and neglected from the world for 18 years you would talk back to the bunny.

Ha! ha! I’m imagining what type of expression would be on your face.

“ what the hell! Did she just say she talks to a rabbit and they have conversations?”

Did I get it? Is that’s what you’re thinking about?

Well anyways, I’m not lying. It’s the bitter truth. It as true as…..uhhh I don’t know but it’s just true.

Sighing, I pulled out my arrow from its strap and readied myself to shoot. My gaze became sharper like that of an eagle, then, I began to shoot my arrows one by one until they were exhausted. Then, I went down the hill only to find a pile of dead animals everywhere. Birds, hare, lizards and others lying on the floor with my arrows plunged into their chest.

I sighed in satisfaction. I didn’t miss, all my arrows are plunged into the heart of animals.

“Oh come on! I’m losing all my friends daily!” I hears Bunnie voice boom in my head.

“Just get new friends” I said I began to pull out my arrows from the animals.

“Ugh. At this rate, I’ll be friendless in a month!”

“Never. You have me” I said flashing him a million dollar grin as I saw him uncover his location which was a bush obviously.

“Pish. You’re always moody. I can’t cope with that all the time!” he whinned. Something I was used to a lot

“You got no choice buddy. Your presence is running my mood. Why are you here?” I asked in annoyance as I strapped all my arrows.

“See what I said” he said and did a thing that looks like him rolling his eyes.

“That’s disgusting Bunnie, stop it.”

“Shut up” he said as he hopped to my feet

“Father says you should get back home now. There’s news for you and don’t ask, I don’t know what it is”

“I wasn’t going to ask” I snapped

“Sure you weren’t” he said sarcasm dripping from his mouth or should I say in my head. One thing to know about Bunnie is he is never affected by my mood swings.

“Whatever I’ll see you later” I said as I began walking away. After a few steps I heard a silent voice “it has begun.” It said

What has begun? Shaking my head to get rid of unnecessary thoughts I entered my father’s small house. We are both content with it. Something not too extravagant because we didn’t have enough money for that but it served as a home for us, as shelter.

“Dad…” I called over again and again only to be replied by total silence.

He should be in the study. I thought as I walked to the study and found him there.

“Dad, Bunnie said you requested my presence” I said as I snatched an apple from his table.

Sighing, my father relaxed in his chair and adjusted his glasses before looking at me.

“I received a letter from the king” he said heaviness drowning his words as a frown etched his face.

“What does it say” I said with anger dripping from my mouth. For my father to frown it means it’s not good.

“You just turned 18 Roe.” He said as he took a heavy intake of breath, stood up and went over to pour himself some water

“And …” I said not really understanding where he is going to by telling me I just turned 18.

“ I believe I thought you better than that Roe. Use your head.” He said with slight irritation in his voice

This isn’t good. I thought as I watched my father slowly and saw that he is pissed but over what? I’m eighting….so what? I thought as I tried to whack my brain

Sighing again, my father took his seat again in his rusty chair that began to rock immediately.

Wow! This must really be big for him to sigh twice in less than five minutes.

“Tomorrow, you will be attending the auction.”

“What!” I shouted not believing what I heard

“You’re of age. You’re 18 Roe”

“But…”

“I’m afraid there’s nothing I can do” he said as tears blurred his eyes but I was too numb to react. How could I forget the auction! I growled in my mind.

“What if I don’t get chosen...?” I asked but was greeted with silence. Of course I knew what would happen. I will be turned to a slave for the rest of my life. Banned from freedom forever.

In case you don’t understand what’s going on, here’s an explanation.

There are five Venors

REOBELL city

PUNDIT city

EMERLAND city

ALMOND city

BRACKISH city

I live in reobell that which you already know. The most successful venor is Pundit city. The land of dreams. In this universe, dragons are our slaves. Some years ago humans and dragons lived peacefully together until the death of Queen Angela.

She had a special connection to all the dragons. She could control them all and the world was beautiful then but after her death, all things changed. They wanted to avenge their master but after king Kelvin took over the throne, he enslaved them all.

You are probably thinking there’s no way there could be able to e*****e dragons. I understand you but King Kelvin injects every new born dragon with mercury. It weakens them and they are unable to fight due to lack of strength so they just obey orders.

But because of the mercury in their blood stream, they end up dying faster.

Some years later, all venor came up with dragon lords that could be able to tame dragons and use them to fight against their enemies. Soo.. a man named Neil came up with a theory that any child that will be a dragon tamer would be known at the age of 18 by touching the egg of an unhatched dragon egg.

If it hatches under the touch of the person, then the dragon becomes theirs and the person immediately becomes a dragon tamer. The ones who the eggs didn’t hatch in their hands are considered useless so they are turned to slaves.

But the dragon tamers go to an academy popularly known as “ Dragon Tamers Academy” the dragon tamers are trained there but only twenty graduate as a dragon tamer no matter how many they are. The rest who didn’t make the first fifty students ends up being guards for their venor.

Out of that fifty, five out of them will be crowned dragon lords. One from each venor making up five.

Dragon lords are higher in status than council members. They are the next to the king but they really don’t stay away from each other. The five dragon lord are always together wherever they go and they act as one. So that’s all I think you need to know for now.

“We should hope for the worst.” My father said and I rolled my eyes. Typical dad. Expect the worst so that nothing gets to you or surprises you.

“I’m an abomination. I don’t think they would mind if I don’t attend their little party” I said annoyed.

“We were sent a letter by the king. Go get ready Roe, you leave tomorrow.” He said as a tear dropped from his eyes. He is trying so hard to be strong for me.

“Dad” I called out as I walked towards his creaking chair and knelt down to look at him in the eyes.

“Whatever happens dad, I love you.” I whisper as my image became blurry due to tears

“I love you too” he said as the embraced me for a huge hug.

“And besides, you’re my daughter I didn’t spend all those years training you to be a slave understand? I expect a dragon tamer from you. You are capable. I trained you.” He said haughtingly. I laughed and looked at him from the embrace.

Now, that’s my father.