Face-to-face murder

[The next day]

DASHA POV:

To replenish my body, soul, and mind to this whole cannibalism domain thing I went outside taking in some oxygen. I was standing outside watching a field of roses in the garden withered (almost crying).

Two years ago I was being kidnapped by cannibal men, and now I'm kind of a time traveler with a bunch of cannibal men again.

"Am I going to wither here too?"

(Sat on the ground, hiding her face with two hands)

I will live and survive this time and world perhaps, I have no one leaves behind and nothing back then, there must be some reason I'm here. A motivation is what I need, then I turned back and bump into this man from last night deeply staring at me, you want to eat me or something?

"You, I don't even know what to call you."

"Perhaps you should call me father, then I'll give you two infants, not a joke."

Flirty eyes and sexy voice WHAT A MANIAC!

"Seriously, who are you?"

I asked, looking at him from head to toe. At this time, I can clearly see his face, beautiful features, wearing this velvet coat with a name Novel Cheiatro more handsome than the celebrities I know, a living fiction. He told me that I must change now, for we are going to Cheiatro Academia.

When I went to my dark room, I saw this green medieval dress, probably a sign that I must wear it, so I immediately change putting small roses designed pin on the right side of my hair. Not ready to be called Nova at the moment. Outside, a dark carriage is waiting behind my friend Camp.

"Hey, good morning." I softly said, smiling at him.

"Dasha, mistress of stone-cold heart who became a butterfly like persona the carriage is waiting for you my lady," he formally responds, I know it's a joke.

(Rolling her eyes).

We passed through shiny blue river, lots of oak trees can be seen everywhere.

Camp: You're safe here with us Dasha, nobody will dare to enter the gates, Novel and I will protect you.

Me: Protect me from what? (raises her eyebrows).

Novel: Don't be bothered by him scared girl.

Novel interrupted, said I'm scared? If I'm going to be scared, it's because of you two being mysterious.

Novel: Why are you calling her Dasha brother?

Camp: She just change and said that she would feel better if we call her by that name.

[Second gate opens]

After an hour Cheiatro pavilions are visible, only a few people lived here wearing velvet coats and dresses. We arrived at the stone part of the palace with comfort and luxury. People seem to bother me because their faces looks like terrified, are they afraid of me or them? Cheiatro brothers.

They told me that this land was ruled by the cannibal King himself but he was mysterious and can't be seen by anybody. The people in here will be serve as their food anytime. Yes, people are like slaves and been sold like meat in the marketplace. I feel sorry that I can't do anything about it, I'm just a mere human like them.

By the way, I haven't seen Novel since we've arrived.

Camp: What an entrance.

He's holding my wrist (picking a piece of rose on the ground). There's only few people here at this big mansion-like school connected to the Cheiatro Palace. Students look like princesses in their own clothes.

THIRD-PERSON POV:

Dasha: Camp, have you heard about amnesia?

Camp: Who is she?

Dasha laugh so hard, for she just remember that they are not modern people.

Dasha: It's not a who, amnesia is a condition of forgetting who you are, what do you like or all about you, I have amnesia Camp.

Camp: That's tough, but I prefer this kind of you, lively and lovely. You can just ask me if you want to know about something, I know few things about you.

Dasha: Why don't you tell me all of them, Prince Camp.

Camp: Hmm... First, you're Nova Fedorova from Fedorova family in Eastern Europe, you're the only daughter of Jean and John Fedorova who loved you so much. Our King brought you here with us, which I don't know why. You're empty and do not care but however, I've seen hope which I was right having you here with me alive and change.

Dasha: That's like a historiographical literature of me, I appreciate that Camp and I promise that I got your back, we're friends.

(Cheerfully smiling while tapping Camp's shoulder).

Cold wind suddenly felt.

Novel: Who cares, bla bla!

(Novel inserted passing at their center, which dropped Dasha's hand)

Dasha: Why does Novel be in here?

Camp: That's the one thing I don't know.

(They followed him entering the classroom).

Minutes later, a dark hair woman with red dress came in holding a feather pen. Madame Olaya Ferrari 28, their master that study dances and romance has arrived. Right, I'm the only human in here, I must behave myself.

Madame Olaya: Class meet Prince Novel Cheiatro, he decided learning here with you starting today together with Lady Nova Fedorova.

(Inviting Novel to come in the front)

Novel: Bloody morning. (Two hands on his pocket).

Victoria: That's the first Prince of Cheiatro.

Mary: My heart beats so fast to this man.

Maria: He's strange, but I can feel his strong presence.

SOMEONE'S POV:

I heard that my old traitor friends specifically Cheiatro boys, and that killer Nova went back to school as if nothing doomed happen after what they did to my poor little sister. I will make them pay by killing them one by one, putting their dead body in front of everyone soon. Furthermore, I remember all those horrible things like yesterday.

*flashback

I saw this beautiful lady with red hair that I haven't seen before, one beautiful food.

Novel: I know what you're thinking, but unfortunately you can't, she's my friend.

Prince Novel said looking at her too thirsty. I don't know how they keep her alive after smelling those drops of blood from her vein. She can be a delicious soup. He let me in, as well as my sister, we're an ordinary cannibal who ate to survive like vampires unlike the Cheiatro's which were pure blooded who are stronger and can control their hunger than us for they have ancient cannibal blood begin more than 2800 BC... Cheiatro Kingdom was so powerful and outsiders didn't even know that it is ruled by our kinds. I saw my little sister listening at that woman playing some boring melody and went upstairs, my sister followed. (Sound of glasses crashes). Camp went to check it out, something just hit me hard, and it's definitely Novel since it's only the two of us left downstairs, then I have no conscious. When I woke up, I hurriedly went upstairs to check on what's happening (footsteps). I saw that woman bleeding, bitten in the hands with two small fangs-my sister. (Looking at the window) "My sister..." helplessly beheaded by Camp, thrown away in the well then he looked at me Novel, (trying to run as a fast as she can) they blocked her,

"Your sister chooses this path,"

Furious, Camp quoted putting his hands on my neck so that I can't breathe.

Novel: Stop Camp, we're nothing like this, I will compel her.

Only pure blooded cannibal can compel the ordinary ones. They let me go, forgetting about that murder and only remembering that my sister has been taken away by the river, guilt that keeps on haunting me. How can I remember? I'm not sure why exactly.

Why did they even protect that woman, maybe she's the cure for our curse. I must have her alone.

I will kill her just like what they did to my sister, face-to-face murder.