Chapter 4
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“Don't hurt a hair on them” a man said, striking me unconscious with a pin he spat from a flute.
I woke up tied to a pole with a silver chain. I was completely helpless and couldn't break the chains.
Our kind was weak to sliver and sliver could harm us greatly.
I felt little effects of whatever I was tranquilized with.
Looking around I found myself in what looked like a lady's chambers.
So a fair lady dressed in white walked in, she wore feathers on her feet and fangs of different animals seemed to be her necklace.
She was beautiful as the sun and her aura filled the air, each step she took closer to me looked like she carried a wind. She sang a melody that weakened my defenses.
I swam in her grace and lost my self will.
A soft voice echoed “you shouldn't be here,
Your species have been believed to be dead.
What you seek lies blood on the path, you have been warned" she said as she went to sit on a mat at the center of the room.
Soon a man came in and announced to me that I should be dressed for the ritual, cutting my chains loose and bounding my legs instead.
“ What ritual?”I ask l, collecting the white garment he offered me.
Your friend has been found worthy and pleasing to our fathers and she will be slaughtered tonight at full moon.
“What? Slaughtered?" I pounded to understand what I heard.
“The lady will see that you are bathed and dressed. You have been found worthy of being our master's mate , after the slaughter, you will go in with our master"
Those words struck hard as I heard them.
“No sir, you have the wrong person. You can slaughter whomever you want but why should I mate with someone I don't know, I am not even of age yet"
“It has been decided" he turned and left, ignoring my words.
“ Father, I should have stayed home…” I cried with tears rolling down my eyes.
~ An hour to full moon ~
I had been bathed and dressed up for the ceremony.
My heart skipped a beat as time drew near. It was a full moon and being under 18 we couldn't transform into our wolves self yet.
But our senses will be heightened and without our divas we would be very vulnerable.
The lady earlier who seemed to be a witch judging by her aura instructed me to follow her.
Witches were extinct creatures but if I was right then there was a lot I was quite to discover
She placed a veil over my face. I followed her to the assembly.
Men were already dressed in animal skin coats.
At the end of the gathering was a huge throne, the lady took her seat and I stood behind her.
I saw everyone rise as a huge barbarian walked in. He was bare on the chest with a spare in his right hand and many scars on his back.
They had a frightened gaze, I didn't dare look twice into his eyes. Everybody had a sense of fear for him, this fear gripped me fast.
He sat on the throne and he commanded them to bring me forward.
I was led to his feet and struck to my knees by one of the guards
“Raise your veil so that I can behold your face" he
Ordered.
Without hesitation I did as I was told. He smiled at me looking pleased.
With a wave of the palm I was taken back to my stand.
The drums went off and guards dragged 5 individuals into the gathering. They had bags over their heads counseling their faces.
The master stood to make a speech,
“ The gods have seen Worthy candidates to fill our bellies with,
We will feast and drink blood tonight" a cheers came from the crowd as he finished.
With a wave of hand their faces were unveiled.
A blind boy was first unveiled, then Constance was next, the third person was revealed to be my diva Sammy.
The shock caused chills to run through my body. I gave a worried and happy smile
But Sammy wore an angry look fixing her eyes straight to my direction.
I raised my hands to wave in my little moment of excitement but then my body stiffened as I turned to see the fourth unveiled.
We had striking resemblance, she was as identical as I am.
Long beautiful hair, same feeble eyes, outstanding pointy nose.
Our eyes locked and our gaze didn't wither, she seemed as shocked as I was.
I could sense a lot of unhappiness and hate coming from her.
The sight left the master uneasy.
He halted the fifth unveil. He stepped down and moved closer to the girl with the same face as mine.
He became furious.
He then ordered for the fifth person to be taken back and for the ceremony to start .
It was almost full moon, Drums beat began and the witch stepped forward and started a ritual dance after which she drew the blood of each person to be sacrificed into a bowl with a slit on the palm.
She moved towards me and slit my wrist too. She whispered to me “your fight has begun” she then placed the bowl over an altar and continued saying some rites.
The ritual was complete, it was time for the slaughter.
The fourth girl was to be first. I watched her being dragged to the alter.
His sense of fear overwhelmed me. At that point I felt all her pain. It seems as if we were one body.
It was already a full moon. With the unbearable surge of emotions and pain everywhere darkened. I could see through my nocturnal lens.
The blade was welded against her head. I saw the blade go upward into the air.
Without thinking I ran towards the girl, immediately I touched her, I felt myself channeling all her fear.
I channeled fear and hate into the crowd, soon an internal commotion set in. Everyone was at each other's throats. The men began killing themselves.
I saw Phillip charge towards the man with the blade striking him down with a spear.
I set the girl loose of the chain by pulling them apart.
I pulled the sliver blades apart for the first time. Sammy watched in surprise.
Soon I freed my other colleagues including the blind boy.
The witch grabbed me and put a bracket round my wrist.
It was a blood bath, I watched as the master defended himself against his men who attacked him. We both locked eyes and I gave him a dead look before turning away.
Philip set fire on their shades and we fled out of the town.
The moon died and I felt weak and fainted.
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