Unknown Magic (3)
Chapter 1.1

The kids ran forward while Wolf and I held hands making our way to the pack village. The portal to the village was a short distance to which why we allowed the kids to run forward. Besides Wolfs parents were aware we would be arriving here soon, so they would not be surprised to see Junior and Alice first.

Wolf and I walked in content silence as birds chirped above us to crickets giving a harmony sound below. Some of a ground squished with moss giving a cushion feeling to our feet.

“Does the vision still haunt you?” Wolf asked out of the blue. We were now just welcoming the edge of the village.

I took a breath as it was hard to think about the vision. “Sometimes as I still trying to understand the meaning all I see if blood and dark shadows trying to wrap around each other” I replied.

Wolf held me back as he stopped walking, I turned to him and saw his golden green eyes staring back at me.

“What is it that you see again?’

I swallowed closing my eyes for bit and took a deep breath. Opening them up and the world went silent around us.

“It starts with a sword being sliced across my vision with blood. Second later screams from men and women. Then all I see are limbs being piled onto one another as a stream of blood runs down. Multiple deaths keep flashing cross my vision, those are not very clear yet” I repeated the vision again. I shivered as it still gave me chills and fear of something to come.

Wolf studies me and takes me into his arms. “I am sorry, you have this recurring vision, it obviously takes peace away from you” he speaks as I slightly begin trembling. Shaking my body just from remembering a vision. I still remember when I first received it waking up screaming next to Wolf who kept reassuring that night I was safe. At first it was just a dream but when it came back while I was playing with the children, Wolf had to take me away because of my screaming and the children were worried about me.

Every so now it reoccurs but it changes adding more bodies to the mixed but with same theme. Killing. I don’t know what message Nyx is trying to send but something was happening or about to happen. I wanted to stop it but didn’t know how to.

Wolf let go of me and led us to village that bustled with people as they were happy and excited to see us. In the back of my mind I wanted this last, no more wars but peace, but I feel the visions were warning something greater to come. Something we not be able to prepare fore. The wars were just warming us up for something I was even sure about. But I forced that all back to my mind and smiled true happiness as we said hello to everyone and became reunited with our children again.

The building was quiet as it should be, students and teacher asleep in the own safe homes. The building was dark with only one source of light shining down onto his project. He looked down from the railing, watching the figure struggling and tried getting up but hand no strength. She eventually did give up and whimpered. He smiled and now knew the time was right. He descended down the stairs with his feet clambering against the tiles of the floor. The whimpering figure noise became louder as he descends closer to her. He finished coming down as the last few steps and looked down at the half dead figure.

“Please” the voice barely audible, “Please don’t” they choked and whimpered again, “Please, I am begging you,” the figure was heaving for air but he had enough of this pettiness. He showed his palm and spoke.

“Morior” His voice slicked over the words as if they were sweetness to him.

The girl stopped whimpering and laid there motionless as lifeless body, a lump on the floor.

He went to work trying wire to the particular limps trying enough that the wire would cut through the flesh. Soon after every wire was tied correctly and knew they wouldn’t fall. He threw the wires up to the balcony and commanded it to stay there.

The moonlight was perfect lighting even though he hated for what it stood for in other cultures, but he pushed it to the back of his mind. He began climbing the step up reaching the top where only sound now was his feet against the tiles. He centered himself under the sunroof and jumped enough that he landed in the hole. Then began tying the wire to the window. Tying the wire on the other end he took a breath an smiled down at his handiwork. This handiwork was beautiful, best he could have ever done.

A dark smile tugged at his lips, tomorrow it would be displayed and he would feel glory.

“Now time for the audience.”

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