The Blue Moon's Prophecy

Chapter 2 - 'He'

Chapter 2 – Lavender’s POV

I can hear even more gasps around me. But before I can really register what kind of decision I just made, I can hear a pair of heavy footsteps enter the room, walk straight to my bed and lift me up in the air. I can feel being taken down the stairs. But I’m still really tired so I can’t think very clearly anymore. The last thing I remember before falling asleep where a few moments of walking through the rain and being laid down with my head on someone’s lap. As soon as my face makes contact with his lap, I can feel the same tingles that I felt when ‘he’ held my hands, so it must be him.

This time was a dreamless sleep.

I’m eventually woken up again by a door being opened and being lifted up by the man on whose lap I’ve been laying the entire ride. It’s also now that I realise that I still don’t know his name.

Anyway, I feel him lifting me up and carrying me inside a huge building. I still have my eyes closed, but I can hear the men’s footsteps echo through the big room. I’m being carried multiple floors until we eventually stop in one of the many rooms this house probably has. ‘He’ puts me down on an extremely soft and comfortable bed, covers me with a blanket and sits down next to me. ‘He’ leaves his hand on my shoulder and I don’t know why, but it gives me a very reassuring feeling. And I also feel myself going unconscious again. To the most peaceful sleep so far.

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I’m standing in the dark forest again. Before me, about 20 meters away, stand a little girl and a guy. The girl is probably about 5 years old, has beautiful dark blond, shoulder-length hair and really intense hazel eyes.

The guy must be about 22, has hair as white as snow, a skin just as pale, and the most blue eyes I’ve ever seen.

After standing there, just looking at each other. The guy takes the girl’s hand and walks over to me. He put his other hand on my shoulder and begins to speak: ‘Hello Blythe, you probably won’t know us anymore, but we need your help. You need to come find us! Help us out, we really need you!’

After he said that, he and the little girl slowly started to fade away. And I was left all alone in the forest again. Until I heard rumbling in the bushes…

And the beautiful black wolf with the silver eyes stepped out. He walked right up to me and started to sniff me. I don’t know why, but I wasn’t scared.

After some time of sniffing me, the wolf must have found nothing to hold against me and apparently saw no reason to either attack or hate me. Instead he started to wag his tail and jump around me in a playful manner. Eventually he calmed down a bit and sat in front of me, tail still wagging his tail. ‘Hello mate.’ Said a voice.

Huh, that’s weird. I thought we where here alone. Who’s here with us? I started to look around me, but saw nobody. Am I becoming delusional? ‘No, don’t worry. You’re not delusional.’ Said the same voice. ‘It’s a mind link. It’s a way to communicate without actually talking.’

‘Well now that we can talk to each other, wat’s your name?’

‘Names are not important.’

‘To me they are. Otherwise I’ll always have to call you wolf. ’

‘Have you seen me before then?’

‘In one of my other dreams. I was being chased by some sort of shadow creature when you saved me. You fought the creature and scared it away. You saved my life.’

‘Oh, how are sure that was actually me?’ He asks me. Your eyes. You have a very rare eye colour.’

‘I have to go.’

‘Wait, I still have so much more questions to ask you! Don’t go! PLEASE DON’T LEAVE!’

But to my despair, just like the young girl and the guy with the white hair, the wolf starts to fade. And when he’s fully gone, I feel myself waking up again.

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I can feel a warm ray of sunshine on my face. It’s actually quite pleasant. I’m still laying on the soft bed I was laid down on before I went to sleep. And I must say: after being so long in the dark, it’s really starting to annoy me. I want to be able to see again. Don’t know  what, but I’d like to be able to at least see SOMETHING before I die.

And I haven’t thought about it much, but I’d also like to know where my memories have gone. That’s when I remember the man who sat next to me when I fell asleep. I try to pick up any sign of him with my senses, other than my vision of course. That sense is probably the worst sense to trust right now.

I hear a door open, but it doesn’t sound the same as the door in the hospital. I also hear voices talking. One of them is from the mystery man and the other is from a girl. She’s probably around 20 years old and his voice is hard to place. ‘How is she? Can I see her?’ She asks. He doesn’t answer the first question and responds to the second with, ‘Later, when she’s awake.’ Then I hear the door close and some more complaining from the girl who’s now stood outside of the closed door. ‘He’ walks up to the bed and sits down next to me. He takes my hand in his again.

My eyes shoot open. But I immediately close them again, because the sun is still shining on my face and my eyes haven’t seen light in a while, so it takes longer to adjust to the light. When I open my eyes, I finally get to see the guy who dragged me all the way out here.

He has tanned skin, short, straight black hair, light blue eyes and a scar running all the way from his right eyebrow to the left side of his nostril. He’s actually quite handsome. But as soon as he shows me his playful smirk, I know I’ll never tell him. He brings his face closer to mine. When he’s about 10 centimetres away from my face, I push him away.

Who does he think he is?

‘Who are you? Where am I? What do you want?’ I ask.

‘Hold on tiger.’ He says. ‘One question at a time. First: You should remember who I am. Second: you are at my place. And third, I want… to be… friends with you.’

‘No you don’t. I don’t know what you want, but I do know that, that’s not it.’

Darius shoots me a dangerous look, turns around and walks away. He even locks the door behind him. I’m left in the room alone again. I look at the clock on the wall on my left. It’s half past eleven. I can’t leave the room. I’m stuck. Part of me starts to regret the decision I made in the hospital to come with him. At least there I knew I was save. Here, I’m not so sure I will be. The other parts of me, know that this was the only right decision that could have been made. I had the opportunity to save a whole hospital full of people and I took it.

With a lot of effort I manage to maneuver my body to a sitting position. From how I’m sitting now, I can look out of the huge window on my right.

The view of the forest outside is breathtakingly beautiful. I can see the road we must have driven on to get here, the trees growing on the bottom of the hill and the cute little village a few kilometers away. It looks a bit like a fairy tale: peace full but magical, with a hint of mystery.

After staring to the window for about 15 minutes straight, I decide that it might be a good idea to scan and examine the room I’m staying in.

It’s a very luxurious, very big, modern and bright room. With a beautiful color scheme of white, black and a light tone of wood. I’m sitting on the king size bed against the back wall. Across from me is a really big sliding door. On my left is another door, probably leading to a bathroom and a walk in closet.

On my right is the huge window and another (this one is made out of glass) sliding door leading to a balcony.

Right next to the bed are standing two nightstands.

I lean over to my right and open the upper drawer. Inside lay a couple of books. One is some kind of study about the human brain and the other one is about werewolves.

I decide for the book about werewolves. It’s very interesting. It’s talking about how and when they shift. And then there’s also some stuff written about ‘the moon goddes’ and a few chapters are talking about mates.

After about an hour of reading, I can feel myself getting tired again. I put the book back in the nightstand and curl up in the sheets, thinking about Darius.

He’s a bit of a shady person.

It’s clear that he doesn’t want to tell me what he wants from me and that he also doesn’t like to share personal information. I don’t know if I can trust him yet. But, since I’m stuck inside HIS house, all I can do is have faith.

I’m trying to fall asleep. And even though, I’m tired as hell, sleep won’t come to me. It’s starting to get dark outside.

~time skip~

It’s past midnight already. I’m lying on the bed, motionless, but still awake. I close my eyes again, in a hopeless attempt to fall asleep. Instead of staying awake something really strange happens:

I can feel my soul leave my body in way that if I turn around, I can see myself lying on the bed. I’m not dead. At least I don’t think I am. I this is what it’s like to die, then I’m dead. I however still feel alive and start to float around, away from my body. Through the wooden sliding doors and the hallway.

As I float down the stairs I can hear someone speaking. I’m too far away to be able to make out the words that are said. But It’s clear that whatever is said, is very important. Darius responds: “I don’t know yet, ok? I don’t know how I’m going to fix this.”

What needs to be fixed?

Has it something to do with me?

Are they going to use me?

I start to panic. Is this why they put me in such a luxurious room? Is it because they need me to be in good shape for them to be able to take from me whatever they need? It doesn’t make any sense.

If I needed someone for something, I’d make sure they’d be in the worst condition possible. Because they’d be too weak to fight back.

As I’m thinking all of this, I can feel my soul being sucked back to my body, like a magnet. The closer I get the stronger the pull becomes.

When I’m back I can feel myself opening my eyes.

I’m still not sure if I can trust Darius. And what I heard tonight only confuses me more.

The rest of the night I spend lying awake in bed. Thinking of all the possible things that might happen tomorrow...