The Universe of Luna: Hunted to Die, Chosen by the Enemy

The night I turned eighteen… I died. Not in the quiet, peaceful way people talk about in stories. Not with someone holding my hand or whispering goodbye. No. Mine was loud. Cold. Terrifying. And the worst part? The person who came to kill me… was someone I trusted. “Luna, stop!” His voice cut through the storm like lightning. For a second—just a second—my body almost obeyed. My legs nearly gave in, slowing, wanting to turn back. That voice used to mean safety. It used to mean I was okay. But tonight… it sounded like death. I ran faster. Rain slammed against my skin, soaking my dress, turning it heavy and useless against my body. My bare feet slipped on the muddy ground, stones cutting into my skin, but I didn’t stop. I couldn’t stop. If I stopped, I knew exactly what would happen. “YOU CAN’T RUN FROM THIS, LUNA!” His voice was closer now. Too close. My chest tightened, each breath burning as I pushed forward through the dark forest. The wind howled through the trees, branches scratching against my arms as if even the forest was trying to hold me back. Or warn me. “You promised…” My voice broke as I whispered it, even though I knew he could hear me. “You said you would never hurt me…” Silence. Just the sound of rain. And then— A low, cold laugh. “That was before I knew what you are.” My steps faltered. No. No, no, no. I shook my head as I kept running, but something inside me cracked. That sentence—it didn’t just scare me. It hurt. “What I am?” I shouted, my voice trembling. “What does that even mean?!” “Stop running,” he said, quieter now. Closer. Too close. My foot caught on a root hidden beneath the mud. And just like that— I fell. Hard. Pain shot through my knees and hands as I hit the ground, the air knocked out of my lungs. For a second, I couldn’t move. Couldn’t breathe. This is it. Slowly… I turned. He stood a few feet away, rain dripping from his dark hair, his expression unreadable. The same face I knew. The same eyes I used to trust. But something inside them had changed. There was no warmth left. No hesitation. Just… emptiness. “Get up,” he said calmly. Like this was nothing. Like I was nothing. I pushed myself up slightly, my hands trembling. “Tell me what you mean,” I whispered. “What am I?” He stared at me for a long moment. And then— “You’re a mistake.” The words hit harder than the fall. A mistake. Not a person. Not someone worth saving. Just something that shouldn’t exist. I let out a shaky laugh, even though my chest felt like it was collapsing. “That’s not an answer.” “It’s the only one you need,” he replied. “Then why didn’t you kill me before?” I asked, my voice sharper now, anger breaking through the fear. “If I’m such a mistake, why wait until now?” He paused. Just for a second. But I saw it. Something flickered in his eyes. Hesitation. But it disappeared just as quickly. “Because tonight,” he said, stepping closer, “your power awakens.” My stomach dropped. “Power?” I repeated. “I don’t have any power.” “You will,” he said quietly. The air shifted. It wasn’t just the storm anymore. Something else was there. Something… wrong. “And when it does,” he continued, his voice almost gentle now, “you won’t be able to control it.” My heart started racing again, but this time it wasn’t just fear. It was confusion. “What are you talking about?” I said. “I’m just—” “You’re not ‘just’ anything, Luna.” The way he said my name… It didn’t sound like he knew me anymore. “You’ll destroy everything,” he said. The words hung in the air between us. Heavy. Impossible. “I don’t believe you,” I whispered. But even as I said it… something deep inside me stirred. Something I didn’t understand. Something that scared me more than he did. He took another step closer. “And that’s why you can’t live.” My breath caught. This was real. This wasn’t a threat anymore. It was a decision. He raised his hand. Slowly. Deliberately. And for the first time— I felt it. Death. Not as an idea. Not as a fear. But as something real. Something coming straight for me. “I’m sorry,” he said. But he didn’t sound sorry. The moment stretched. The rain slowed. The world held its breath. And then— The sky broke open. A blinding silver light tore through the darkness, crashing down between us with a force that sent him stumbling back. The ground shook violently beneath me. The air exploded. And something inside me— Snapped. Pain hit me all at once. Sharp. Burning. Endless. I screamed. My body lifted off the ground, suspended in the air as the light wrapped around me like fire. It felt like something was tearing me apart and putting me back together at the same time. I couldn’t breathe. I couldn’t think. All I could feel was power. Too much power. And then— I heard it. A voice. Not his. Not mine. “Luna…” It echoed inside me, deep and ancient. “You are not the mistake.” The pain intensified. The light grew brighter. “You are the beginning.” Everything went silent. When I opened my eyes again… I wasn’t lying on the ground anymore. The rain had stopped. The forest felt… different. Still. Watching. He was still there. But he wasn’t alone anymore Another man stood behind him. Tall. Calm. Dangerous. My heart skipped. Not in fear. In recognition. I didn’t understand it. But something inside me did. “Who…” My voice shook as I spoke. “Who are you?” He stepped forward slowly, his eyes never leaving mine. Dark. Intense. Like he had been searching for me. “I’m the one who was sent to kill you,” he said. My chest tightened. Of course. Another one. But then— He took another step closer. And his voice dropped. “…but now I’m the only one who can keep you alive.” Everything inside me froze. Nothing made sense anymore. Not him. Not the power. Not the way my heart reacted to someone who should have been my enemy. I swallowed hard, my mind spinning. Trust him? Run? Fight? I didn’t know what was worse. Staying… Or surviving. If you were Luna… would you trust him or run? 👀