MATED TO THE DEVIL'S DAUGHTER

CHAPTER EIGHT

Back in Rolax,

Running through the alley, Sam finally came across the house of a healer. Panting, he quickly knocked and yelled “please ……. I need help…….my sister….” He said between breaths, he had a hard time maintaining his composure …. but seeing that there wasn’t any sign of anyone answering the door…. he banged it yet again, harder.

“Who is it?” said the healer. She had been sleeping and was quite annoyed about being woken up at such an early hour and more so, the person seemed quite persistent. She made her way to the door and finally opened it; she was met with the sight of a young man who seemed like he had been running. “ What happened?” enquired the healer.

“ My sister, she is sick and has refused to wake up” panted Sam. The healer could see that the situation was one of urgency, so she quickly made her way into her home, taking all her necessary equipment into her bag. “ Let go and tell me all about your sister’s illness” said the healer. With this, both the healer and Sam quickly made their way to the house while Sam reported to the healer all he could about his sister’s strange illness.

On the other side of Rolax,

Everywhere seemed quiet, which could show that most people were still asleep in their homes…..it was still dark but one could see that the sun was just coming up and the weather seemed cool. Rake was agitated, he had tried looking around for Luke, but if he were to be honest with himself….he had absolutely no idea how he was to contact him. But still, he believed he could still reach him somehow because he remembered that the last time he came, he made mention of leaving a sadung. It was a small bundle of sticks which was tied with red thread…. Though he wasn’t quite sure what it was used for , Luke had made mention that it was to keep any evil away from Diana and his family … he had placed them at the edge of the village on each side …. He wasn’t quite sure if it would work but he felt if he could somehow trigger atleast one of the sadung it could call out Luke. It was a long shot but it was also worth a try….. because indirectly , Diana was in danger and the sadung must be obviously connected to Luke, which meant he would feel it when it triggered but he couldn’t help but wonder about the aftermath of triggering the sadung …it was made by a spell so obviously it might have some side effects, but it was worth it …his daughter needed him.

Finally, he got to the edge of the village and started digging the spot he saw Luke placing one of the sadung in…. he kept digging until he saw it…he quickly raised it up and broke it into two. And with that, he felt nothing until his vision started getting blurry and there was one thought that kept lingering in his mind. ‘ He hoped that his daughter was safe, and that this was enough to call on Luke’ though he tried hard to fight , his mind kept screaming for Luke….asking him to come and not long he saw a figure but before he could look at who it was, he blacked out….submitting himself to the darkness.

In Diana’s sub conscience,

Diana kept running. If anyone had told her that she would ever be in this kind of situation, she would have denied it. She finally understood what fear really entails today, this is her worst nightmare ever….and that was the problem and the most terrifying part…..this doesn’t feel like a dream at all …it all seemed too real , with that thought she fell down …she had miss-stepped and didn’t see the stone in her path and twisted her ankle which immediately affirms her thoughts….this was very real, which also means she could get badly hurt or worse….end up being dead.

Yet, she was still puzzled, she couldn’t understand why that thing was after her…. was she an evil twin she wasn’t aware of ?..... yet all her questions would definitely go unanswered if she died here…her father and brother weren’t here to protect her, she would miss her family and her love, Brad ……she would never be able to tell him of how much she loved him and how she wanted to grow old together. Thinking of all this, Diana broke into tears…she couldn’t take it anymore, she didn’t want to die …she wanted to live and explore the world …she was too young to die ...she hadn’t even gotten her first kiss yet.

Hearing her thought, she scoffed …. she hadn’t expected her to give up so easily. It wasn’t fun when one couldn’t chase the prey…. hearing her scoff…. Diana finally raised her head and was met with the sight of her looking down at her with irritation written all over her face. She then tried standing up, and kept sniffing…. “ what do you want? And who are you?” asked Diana in between sniffs.

She just kept staring at her, “I am you” she said , but this time she moved her lips, yet it was the same answer she had replied to Diana , just like the last time they had the discussion. It was getting very frustrating and annoying to Diana…. She was angry because this was the first time she would feel vulnerable and hopeless… no one had ever seen this side of her because she always kept it to herself…. She was stubborn and was the brave kind, but she always had a lot of insecurities bottled up in herself which she kept them away from everyone, even her father.

She felt it was her ugly side, and she didn’t want anyone to see her weak.

“You are weak” it wasn’t a question; she was stating it like it was a fact and it seemed she could feel an underlying anger under her tone.

And this puzzled Diana more. Why was she angry ?

“ why do you want to kill me?” asked Diana, hearing her question…she couldn’t help but smirk.

“ Only one of us can come out of this alive , only the strongest and you are weak” she said.

Apart from the fact that it was the longest sentence she had ever heard from her ever since she had met her, coupled with the fact she could speak fluently, but that wasn’t what shook Diana the most. It was the fact that she was really serious about killing her and the fact that she looked exactly like her…no one might notice her absence.. what if she took her identity?..

No, her parents and family would definitely know it wasn’t her… But would they really believe that she wasn’t the one? Their uncanny resemblance is quite frightening …she herself finds it hard to believe that it isn’t her, but still….she shouldn’t give up without a fight.

‘bring it on’ said Diana …..and this brought a smile on her face… at least she wasn’t slow .. She had already got the hang of the telepathy between them. It was a pity , she would have to go down, it was her turn now , with this thought…her nails sharpened and she finally attacked.