My Mate is a Traitor

Before I tell you my story there is something you should know. I am not a casual heroine that is lovely, good, devoted, charming and ready to save the world. Actually I am quite opposite. I am merciless, treacherous, deceitful and sly. In your world I would be a perfect villain. So if you expect a sweet story that would touch your heart you should better try another story or you could be disappointed. There are only two things perfect and good in my life and those are my two sisters that I love more than anything. My sisters are perfect and awesome and I would even die for them if necessary. They are the reason why my heart is not filled with darkness. They still hold me on the right path. Now you are surely interested who I am. Let me introduce myself. I am one of the three ancient fate Goddesses. To be precious I am the youngest one and the most dangerous. I am the one that measures the thread of life allotted to each person with my measuring rod. Yeah, I know it sounds boring but I am the one that would tell my sister when is the time for someone’s death. Honestly I am not as powerful as my older sisters. Those two are stronger and better as me but that's fine. If I want to protect them I have to be exactly who I am. I was never jealous at them. Even when they looked better as me. They both are stunning beauties but me? I look like I wasn’t their sister at all. With my red flame hair, moss green eyes and peach blossom skin, the other Gods considered me as a creepy. Of course there were many of them who wanted to be with me just because I wasn’t usually beautiful but I saw their thoughts. Each of them just wanted to use me for increasing their prestige. Yeah I haven’t mentioned it before but each of us, the three Fate Goddesses were born with special ability. Mine is mind reading. It took me some time to master this skill (almost five hundreds of hundred years) but now there aren’t many people who could be able to hide their thoughts. Actually there are only two - my sisters. Only they knew how to hide their thoughts, but they never used it. They didn’t have to because we were always honest to each other. My oldest sister is Clotho. She is the clever and the awesome one. Clo was the one that makes threads of life from her distaff onto her spindle. She is the one that decided on how hard each life would be. Her special ability is to see the true nature of one’s heart. She knows every time what to do even in times when others couldn’t find any solution. Clo is charming as our father the Erebos, the God of Shadows, the father of all shadow creatures. With her dark night hair, dark midnight blue eyes and dark chocolate skin, Clo was the most interesting from us. Every time when she showed up everyone looked at her with admire. The funny thing was that she never noticed that. I tried to tell her once how the others were looking at her but she didn’t listen to me at all. There was a reason behind it. She was too scared to believe someone again. She didn’t want to be disappointed as the last time when her first and only friend left without any explanation. Therefore she kept distance from everyone even from us, her sisters. This bad experience lead to her change. She started to be as our mother. Cruel, merciless and cold blooded but I knew the truth. She wasn’t really bad. She was just protecting her heart by trying to be like our mother and she wanted our mother's acknowledgement. She wanted to be loved by our mother. Clo still believed that deep in our mother's heart it could be found a little bit of love. But I knew the truth. Our mother's heart was dead for long ago and there was nothing that could change it. When I was young I thought that our mother was awesome. I was like my sisters. I admired her. After all she was the most dreadful and powerful Goddess, Nyx the Goddess of Darkness. The one that everyone was scared of. The mother of the most terrible and hateful creatures - the cold vampires. She is beautiful and as a kid I wished to be like her. Awesome, powerful and unstoppable but soon I found her real self. From the beginning she tried to do everything to separate us or even worst she tried to fill our hearts with jealousy and hatred. But we always thought that it was for our good because our world could be cruel and tough. We even thought that it was some kind of test to find out whether we stay inseparable. So even when she tried really hard to separate us, we sticked together behind her back. We loved her and admired her, but once when I mastered my skills I saw her hidden thoughts and in that moment everything has changed. I saw that she wanted just to use us. She was too greedy, and she wanted to have our power. She wanted to control every being, mortal and divine. She wanted to be above the gods and goddesses and with this power she wanted to rule the universe. That was the reason why she hated us as much as we loved her and even more. She just had to pretend that she was our loving mother because that was the only way how to control us and to control the fate as well. She hated the fact that we, her children, were more powerful than her. For her we were just bugs, and she didn’t understand how it was even possible that such little monsters were granted to have such incredible powers to create and control the fate of every living being. Yeah, you heard it right. For her we were just monsters. Even the vampires, those hateful not living creatures that were born from darkness were her lovely children. Maybe this was the reason why I hated the vampires so much. If someone just mentioned the word vampire in front of me I immediately changed to the furious Goddess. But for our mother they were precious because she created them and she could manipulate them as she wished. They were perfect children for her. Instead of us! We were just a mere tool that she wanted to use to get what she wanted but no matter how hard she tried she couldn’t manipulate us. I tried to tell my sisters many times how our mother actually was but they didn’t listen to me. So I kept it for myself and I secretly watched her. Besides Clotho there was also my middle sister who was part of us. She was the best of us and she is called Artropos but we used to call her Arti. She was our better half and totally awesome. She was not just clever, stunning and beautiful but little bit crazy and rebellious. She was trying to catch the attention of our mother because she really missed her but our mother hated her the most for this and she was always scolding her. Our mother hated her because she looked like her. The one who would not know them would say that they are twins because Arti looked almost identical as our mother but she was like light and our mother like dark side of the coin. They looked identical but Arti had long white hair, crystal blue eyes with yelow sparkles instead of black hair. I thought the only reason why she didn’t have admirers was that she was too unpredictable and as I said time to time she got crazy. But when I said that she was our better half I meant it. She was the cutter of the thread of life. She chose the manner of each person's death; and when their time came, she cut their life-thread with shears. She could also create, influence and change mood and feelings. As I mentioned before my sisters were awesome and I loved them so I tried to protect them no matter what. But this time it could be really hard. Each thousand years is one of us chosen to live without any powers as a human in the human world. The reason is simple. We should stay there und find out how the world has changed and to see how fate realy works. It sucks! They sent us there as humans but we still had our memories so we knew that there were possibilities to change things but we could do nothing. Just to live in hell and when the time came we were called back. I already forgot how many times I was down there but every time it was terrible. Not because I was in the human world without any powers but because I couldn’t protect my sisters from there. There is only one thing that I am afraid of. I am afraid that once I would lose my sisters. So every time when I should leave them I feel like something might happen and I couldn’t be able to stop it. This kind of feeling that you don’t know what happened when you are not around is the most fearsome feeling that I ever had. I hated to leave my sisters but this time it was my turn to go. In this situation I hated to be the one of the Fate Goddesses but there was no chance to escape. At least I thought so. So if you are still interested I will tell you a story of Lachesis the youngest of three Fate Goddesses. My story!