: Sometimes you have to lose everything

..... Three years later...

Another person's point of view:

Dreams.....I did not have dreams, not since I was fourteen.

While other little girls closed their tired and restless eyes to see mystical worlds of fantasy I did not.

No when I closed my eyes I was always pulled back to that place, A terrible memory that just wouldn't let me go....

I was once again standing in a small clearing surrounded by trees of orange,green and yellow. I'd look up from my bare feet that were covered in dirt to a sight that would forever haunt me.

I stood on the tree line looking at the entrance to my home, the only place I knew, and it was now engulfed in flames. Screams of the people I loved fill my ears as I forced my legs to move and hide, a small and unfamiliar voice in my head told me that I couldn't help them all I could do was help myself ....

I could see a group of what looked to be very undead soldiers in black clad armor coming out of my clans underground home,their armor shining from the light of the flames, their skin and faces looking more like mummies that had been risen to do someone's bidding then any race that I had been taught that existed, their armor looked old and historic as it hung from their twisted bodies. Along with these knights that terrified me, there were these sickly and rotten,human-wolf like creatures walking on all fours like feral dogs, with a insatiable hunger in their eyes that made me tremble.

As they marched with what was left of my clan in symbol covered chains , they unknowingly drew closer to where I lay hidden. I could see the sickly dog men were covered in rotted and matted fur with chunks of flesh missing like feral and mange cover hyenas. Their mouths were filled like a sharks with razor sharp elongated teeth, and they seemed to be wearing masks made of human flesh that hung loosely on their faces.

The undead knights on horses began to issue orders in a tongue I didn't understand, and the unfamiliar voice once again sprang into my head telling me that they were looking for someone and to remain hidden at all costs. They yelled and pointed to the sickly dog like men,As if to issue orders to find what ever was avoiding them,then they turned leaving a group behind dragging my clan deeper into the woods with them as they left.

I remember hiding deep in a old oak tree afraid of what they would do if they found me..something inside me telling me that the thing they were looking for was me ... whimpering to myself I knew that I had to stay hidden for now my life really depended on it ...that was until I saw her.....

A weird and unfamiliar tingling started to spread from my stomach to my chest as this humungous and beautiful midnight black wolf with amber eyes came streaking towards me in a full sprint...

I wanted to cry out,to tell this beautiful creature that one of the black knights had already noticed it and was in Pursuit but before I could let out even the smallest of whispers, the soldier had thrown a silver tipped, wooden , hand-carved,symbol covered spear he was carrying and it went through the wolf's back and out its chest.

I threw my hand over my mouth afraid I would let out a noise and this monster would find me to ,my body began shaking violently as the fear took over my senses.

A few feet from me the beautiful wolf began to change, its bones cracking and breaking loudly, echoing in my ear as the bones shifted into place until what once was a gorgeous wolf now lay a girl in its place. She lay naked in a human form that was so beautiful it was took all my breath away. The only blemish on her caramel skin that I could see was the silver tipped spear going through her back And coming out in between her perfectly shaped breast. The soldier trudged himself over to her with a sick smile pastured on his face as if he was proud of his catch, saying something that made the girls face twisted in confusion.

" Vich lycan oldnus. ? " the armored undead stated over her body looking at something I couldn't see then after a few seconds the grin seemed to wane from its decaying face as it yanked the spear from her back and another soldier appeared from the ruins and seem to be replying to what it had said

" Etu vita vich lycan crests"

( she is lycan .. the forsaken don't want her ... she a threat but not what they are after ) ... the voice stated as it forced its way into my head once again, a voice I really wasn't familiar with or even understood where it was coming from but was compelled to listen to for some unknown reason it felt like this voice belong to me somehow..

Right when i was sure they would end this beautiful creatures life, I began to feel this crushing pain in my chest like I feared just the thought of this girl dying more then I did the death of my clan, more then I did the death of my self. The crushing pain turned into a panic as I waited for them to end her in front of me then the undead soldier that the voice had called one of the forsaken all of a sudden turned to leave her there as if the voice in my head was right they didn't want her she was just in the way.

My body felt the strange tingling sensation again and my heart raced as my eyes rested on hers and I noticed her hunter green eyes turn to amber embers and back to green while looking at me.

Her gazed was focused and determined as the light in them began to dim and then her eyes trailed away from me ... I could only think at that moment how I didn't want her to stop looking at me that the lack of her gaze left me empty feeling.

I trailed my eyes to focus on what she was now looking at ,I saw her green eyes lock into the white stag I had caught for my clan moments before my village was attack. I was startled when I heard her angelic voice let out a small chuckle and felt her eyes look back towards me ,more blood appeared on her carmel skin with the laughter that escaped her plump and crimson lips

(( she is still breathing ... We have to do something ...))

I once again heard the unfamiliar but familiar voice push its way into my racing mind. I could feel the tingling warmth return and this time with a vengeance. It continued to spread through my body like butterflies feeling me up and threating to take flight taking me with them.

My legs unbeknownst to me began to move towards her, mustarding a courage I knew that was not my own and before I knew it I had crawled from my hiding place and to her side.

Her long straight black hair was so black that it was blue and was laying so it covered her breast like a sheet and her green eyes began to look more and more lifeless as every second passed . I took her hand in mine and felt a shock almost electric shooting up my arm causing the butterflies to swarm and rage in my stomach.

The wound in her chest was massive..... my body once again began to shake violently as the emotion that I felt finally took over me ... I knew this pain couldn't have just been my own , as I held tight to her hand I knew that somehow I was also feeling her pain, her fear and her sorrow ...as I was just about to break down and cry I heard the voice again.

(( we can not let her die ... we can not ....)) a extreme heat began to over take my body and the swooning feeling of butterflies replaced by a burning pain that began to spread through me until I thought I was going to explode from the amount of pain and then .....

* bang * bang*bang

" wake up number thirteen it's dinner time..."

The banging of the guard on my cell door woke me for my dream , causing me to roll directly into the wall of the cell I had spent the last three years in and bite down on my lip. The blood now trickled down my chin almost like red paint against my pale skin.

I looked into the darkness of the stoney cell, to see a metal door at the other end of the room. As I continued to stare , without a warning or waiting for me to acknowledge the bangs that had just awoken me, the small window on the rusted metal door slid open and a tray of what looked like rotted slop or stew and a soggy bread roll was thrown in,then the window was slammed shut again leaving me to my thoughts.

Only the echoing of crying and screams of pain now brought me fully back to my surroundings. I clenched my chest and could feel my heart slowly return to its normal rhythm,wiping the blood from my lips I took the tray and sat back on the straw mat that I called a bed.

(( still here ...)) I sighed to myself as I adjust to sit with my back against the cool stone wall of my cell...

After the dark knights took my clan ,they brought us to the land of the damn as it is call by everyone who has seen it , it was a place located in Greenland, a icy and almost dead place hint it's name.

They marched us into large iron made gates of a metal fortress . I remembered thinking to myself this had to be the place the devil called home when hell got to hot.

Once we had all entered the gate it slammed shut behind us ,The dead knights then One by one lined up the children in front of a large stage metal stage with a single block of wood and a basket on it .

After forcing us to sit on our knees with blades to our throats they then one by one made us children watched them as they would take one of the adults pull them on to the stage and ask them the same question over and over again.

" where is the one that you refer to as the crone of your race ?"

As if to commit one final horrid crime against our people , the questioner would then behead them if they didn't answer or simple didn't know the answer to this question and he made sure to do this right In front of us children.

My heart began to ache and scream out as they pulled the last adult of our clan onto the stage.... the healer of our people and the last person who could possibly answer them ...my mother .... she stood defiantly on their stage her chest puffed out,her silverly blond hair blowing in the wind, and blood dripped from her forehead down to her Celtic tattoo on her cheek.. The headsman smirked as he turned to her ,her blue eyes locked on to him with hatred I had never seen in her.

" where is the one call crone give this person up now and stop the blood shed of your people "

My moms eyes trailed over the kids in front of her and landed on me,I saw the hatred melt away and her eyes soften as a small yet knowing smile crossed her face , then her eyes snapped back to her questioner.

" you will not find the one you seek, you never will ... prophecies given by the moon goddess can't be broken your kind ..your king will fall ... and they will fall by the hands of the crone and her mate ...." She stated calmly her eyes then shifting back to me as a malice grin began to spread upon the executioners face replacing the one of shock that a been there only a moment before.

I watched petrified as he force her to her knees and place her head on the bloodied block were all the others had died before her. I quickly pushed away the blade from my throat and jumped to my feet but was knocked down to my knees once again with a hard punch to my stomach, taking all the air I had in my lungs doubling me over in pain. I lifted my head to see the amusement on the executioners face as he place his foot upon my moms back holding her in place on his chopping block.

" Mama !!!! No !!! Majka !!!" I screamed with all my might as the soldier who hit me placed his boot on my back to stop me from squirming and hold me in place, then grabbing my hair and pulling my head back to look at the scene in front of me . I felt as my body began to burn feeling like a fire had spread over me and I felt the painful sensation spread threw my body once again like it had with the she wolf, I could feel the pressure build inside my body and just as I felt like I was about to burst in to flames ,I looked up at my mother holding the ground tightly under my hands still trying to pull myself free to get to her , I saw her eyes water and she smiled " look at me Ryu .... you have to stop.... " her eyes still soft as she spoke and my body began to quiver

"just look at me everything is as it should be ....."

moraš svratiti do slatke djevojke .... ili su svi koji su umrli umrli ni za što ... moraš se smiriti, vidjet ćemo se opet u sljedećem životu."

I felt the heat and pain leave me as if her words had doused a flame In my soul my mother rarely used our native Language of Croatian but when she did I knew to listen , her words where still echoing loud in my ears ..

((( —you have to stop by the sweet girl .... or everyone who died,would have died for nothing ... you have to calm down you are stronger then you know , we'll see each other again in the next life.—)))....

and I watched as the headsman's axe went up and then came down with a thawap, I remembered her head made a sickly sound as it rolled into the basket, leaving my heart broken as I began to sob uncontrollably into the dirt I was pinned to.

The soldier who had me pinned turned to the one who just killed my mother.

" what do we do with the ten children that are left commander?"

The excutioner then let out a sickly laugh, as his undead orbs landed on my sobbing face.

" sell them or kill them they are no longer a threat,i will tell the king " he then turned and spoke in the foreign language to the troops behind him.

Just like he had said the ten children of my clan that were left were then sold into slavery all eventually separated from each other , I was bought by a vampriss named Cecila as well as three other older kids ranging from 16 to 19 I watched as each one of them died until I was all that was left, alone in a steel cell waiting for my turn to do the same.

Breaking a piece off of the soggy roll that was given to me with my supposed dinner, I watched as the only companion I had made snuck out from behind the straw in my room.

" Good timing Felix we have soggy roll and a month old stew for dinner "

The small ferret like creature took his small hands and rubbed his small face. I silently laughed at his reaction.

I had found Felix a week after I was bought by the vampriss,He was in a small satchel on the body of dead elf that had been in this very cell that I now called home, and by chance when they drug the elf's body out to throw me in they had left the satchel by accident . I had realized after they slammed my cell door shut and I began to cry to myself that I wasn't alone because he crept from the bag in an emaciated form to comfort me and he had been my only friend since.

I passed the small piece of the roll to him and he took it with a disgusted look and began to nibble at it.

" no point in making that face you know that we can't get anything good to eat here your highness " I said to the small creature as I ran my hand down the fur of his back. He was a lot fatter then when I got him,though both of us were still skin and bones. His tri-color fur was dusty from the straw we laid on.

I slid the tray back on the door seal and sat back down letting out a long breath.

* bang * bang * bang*

I narrowed my eyes at the cell door as felix quickly hid in the straw, I saw the tray disappeared threw the door's small window as more banging followed.

* bang *bang *

" thirteen turn around and place your hand behind your back then place them in this window now" a loud and very gritty voice of a guard called out to me.

I did as I was told knowing,if I didn't what ever they wanted would also come with a beating or even worse, it would give them a reason to toss my cell and possibly find Felix .

As I stuck my wrist threw the cell window I felt Cuffs clamp around them and the small amount of strength leave my body as the silver began to slightly burn into the flesh it sat on.

(( damn it ....rune handcuff .. always with the rune Cuffs )) I thought as the metal door clanked unlocked and then swung open.

The screams of people in pain became louder and the large flashlight of one of the two men that stood in military uniforms in front of me cause me to squint my eyes, to try and adjust to the light

" fight time thirteen ... " one of the soldiers stated with a sly smile on his face as he took ahold of my arm yanking me forward to stand in front of them.