Decendant of the Moon Goddess

Chapter 10: The Dream

Blaze's pov

Though it is not the first time in my sleep, I am helpless and falling down somewhere, I am still uncomfortable with this feeling, and just like before I want to scream out loud, but my mouth is again sealed, just as it was before and again, darkness surrounded me.

When I woke up, again I was on the cloud, but this time was facing me with that beautiful smile welcoming me again in her world.

"Moon Goddess," I whispered, greeting her with a bow and stand up on my feet.

The softness of the cloud was brushing on my naked feet giving me a giddy sensation, but I cope up with myself from that please and directed all my attention on her.

"I hope you preferring this pack, Blaze." She started.

"Yes, I love this pack. Everyone is so sweet and I feel as if I am home... The independence and safety which I had craved for all my life, all I am getting here and I am so glad you guided me here." I replied immediately without any second thought.

"I am so happy to hear this." She said with a smile, but I don't know why I saw sadness hidden in her eyes as if something was bugging her.

I knew she just did not come in my dreams to ask me about my living, there was something else that was left to me, unsaid. So I asked her,

"Moon Goddess, is something bothering you?"

She knew that I got her, so releasing a deep breath she finally said,

"Blaze, I know you always wanted to live free, without any binds and I had seen that you are liking your new life, but before you get used to it, I thought I should let you know that your birth is a purpose. You are born to serve your kind." With a sigh, she completed.

Those were the lines that I never wanted her to say. She had said many things without pointing out anything. She had explained all my questions which I used to ask her every night when I was locked in my room at the castle or was crying after brutally killing one of my father's prisoners.

She finally cleared them all and the most dreaded way for me.

She said that I can't live my life like others. She said I am still not free and most importantly, can never be free. She said that still I have to watch my each step carefully and the most, she clarified that I am not normal.

I was quite for a while, processing everything. Everything she said was true but I was living in my denial. Suddenly a soft hand caressing my cheeks brought me back from my pity self. When she lifted my face to meet my eyes, and all I saw in hers' was pain, as if she was feeling hurt that was occupying now in my heart. I wanted to scream at her, shout and say, she doesn't know what I am feeling right now but I know, I am wrong and he knows everything.

I know whatever she does has a purpose and there would be a story behind it, but why me? There were so many births at the same time I was born, so why I have to do all the sacrifices.

My sanity was leaving me behind. I knew whatever she chose to happen is good for everyone, but I wanted to be selfish. I wanted to leave everything behind and just want to think of myself this time.

I did not want to sit on the cloud and understand whatever she was saying. I just wanted to wake up and act that I didn't have this dream. I wanted to act normal, that I am no hybrid, I don't have an army of werewolves who are trying finding me and want to take me back to my father where he will use me as a weapon, that I am not scared of all the noises I hear at night or the nightmare in which I am either a monster or used as a lab rat for experiments.

I wanted to be selfish

Selfish...

But I know, nevertheless I try, I will never be able to do so. No matter how much I want to hear the words of the Devil on my shoulder, the Angel always will win at the end. No matter how loud that Devil screams near my ear, that soft voice of the Angel will reaches out my soul first.

By all the conflicts in her eyes, I can say she was feeling whatever I was thinking, and the tears that suddenly gathered in her eyes proved my point.

It was shocking for me when I saw a glistering tear that left her right eye and falls down still sparkling, imitating a star. I just saw a god cry... Not wanting to make her sadder than I did, I left her warm embrace and said her words which I didn't want to,

"I understand."

I finally said those two words which I meant, but earlier, I wanted to act that I didn't, but my sane side knows I cannot retaliate her plans. Though it was my choice to hear her, I choose to do what she says.

With those two words, I gave away my freedom, the dreams I had always dreamed of, and all the planning's I had made to cope up with all the things I missed in my seventeen years of life.

I gave away them all...

"I am glad you did, and trust me, Blaze, your sacrifice will be worth in the end and I will make sure of it." She said.

What an irony, I have to sacrifice my happiness which I never felt. How can I say I sacrificed my happiness when I never got any from anyone and when I start to experience it, it's taken away from me that too with my choice.

Not knowing what to say, I gave her a polite smile and simply wait for her to continue.

"I guess you know that your father would be searching for you somewhere?" She asked.

I scoffed inside thinking of him and replied to her,

"I know he would be screaming at his officials, and the guards who were guarding my floor would be dead by now."

She chuckled at my response and said,

"So, you'd know that he will never give up."

I don't know why, but I had an odd feeling about where this topic was going. I felt as if she was warning me about something.

"I don't understand," I said looking at her expectedly for her reply.

"You are different from any hybrid born, that means there is no history of you. No one knows who you are, not even you yourself." She said exaggerating no and I nodded at her in response.

She was right, I had secretly read all the historical books in my dad's library to know who I really was but end up with nothing but was no history of a breed like me in the history of werewolf specie. That's when I knew I was first to this existence.

"...but your father knows a lot about you. In the past six years since you shifted, he had been noticing small unordinary details about you, so that means he knows more about you than you yourself." She explained.

Of course, he knows more about me then I know about myself.

I remember how every Saturday I had to run laps and do tasks, fight against warriors. That time I didn't know why he made me do that thing but as she was explaining, everything seems to get clearer now.

He used to say it as for my self-defence, but now I know why all the workouts were for. He was training me to be his weapon and was also testing my limits at the same time. I don't know why I was this oblivious to what he does and accepted all the lies he fed me.

He was using me and I let him to. I had assassinated many werewolves and Lycans that could be innocent, just for his sick needs. I felt pathetic being the daughter of such a cruel person, still, I never felt hate towards him. I don't know why, but still, I care about him.

Who needs an enemy when you have a father like him.

Her words were sinking down inside me converting into sadness and pain.

There's nothing I can do to change my past, but I know she'll help me so that I'll not let that happen to me again in the future.

So finally I accepted the truth and with a deep breath, questioned her,

"What do I have to do?"

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Fun Fact:  This chapter is edited more than 5 times just because as there are so many emotions written. Every time I proofread it, I edit sentences, but now finally I am manning up and uploading it, I can't keep on changing lines so here u go.

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