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© 2015 by FHRELL CEE . ALL RIGHTS RESERVED
Hey guys. I am sooooo SORRY that I haven’t update for such a long time. I know it’s been a month since my last update… and I’m really sooooory. But things happened in real life, and well, I can do nothing about it. SO yeah, here is a short update for now.
The last two chapters will follow soon. I will also include one character named from my readers in the next chapter as promised.
NOT PROOFED READ! SO MANY ERRORS!
23) Whisperer – Niall
Liam’s father was strong, he fended so many attacks, but they overwhelmed him, those witches. And soon he lay wasted on the brick floor of the tower, with burns from the fireballs they hurled at him.
“Now, now, we should get started or we’ll be late for the Bloodmoon,” Methuselah smiled moving towards the table, towards me.
I struggled trying to break free, wishing I could escape, but the effort was futile, the iron clamps were far too strong for me.
“Struggling will only make it more painful,” the witch towered over me as she touched my naked bulging stomach. “But then again, having your stomach ripped apart isn’t actually a pleasant feeling.”
And I felt a stinging on my stomach. I panic and my breathing got faster as I saw a line of blood flowing from my opened flesh. She cut me, she seriously did cut me.
“Stop!” I cried. “No, please stop,” I begged but she wasn’t listening. She continued to cut me up using only her bare fingers and her sharp nails.
No, what’s going to happen to my babies?
“Stop!” I shrieked as I felt lightheaded and my eyes started going heavy on me. “Please,” I felt warm tears flowing from my eyes as her hand sunk inside me pulling something out. “No… not my babies…”
“Got you,” she said with a nasty smile on her lips.
The last thing I saw before everything turned dark was a crying child being held upside down above my opened stomach.
“No… this can’t happen. I won’t let her hurt them.”
“Niall, wake up, Niall,” I heard a beautiful familiar voice. It played sweetly on my ears that I wanted to sleep more, unlike what she wanted. “Wake up Niall.”
I knew her. I’ve heard her voice before. I’ve never thought she would talk to me once more.
“Niall!” She called again, so I opened my eyes.
“Hello Niall,” a voice came from a shining being that shimmered so beautifully but not painful to look at. She didn’t have a definite shape, just pure light of warmth.
“Am I dead, goddess?” I asked
“No, my Niall,” she answered. “You are alive, still, but not for very long. But I can help you with that, if you let me borrow your body once more. Let me inside your vessel, so I may heal you.”
“I am glad to serve you as always goddess,” I answered. “I give you permission to enter my body.”
[flashback]
“I give you permission to enter my body,” I bowed at the light that appeared floating at the dead oak near the cliff. It’s a historic place where my predecessors trapped the Eltysta vampire in their deep slumber due to the fact that whatever was done to them, they remain living or more specific, undead.
“I thank you child,” the goddess said as her light came near me. “But speak not about this to your fellow druids, for this has to be done without their knowledge.”
“As you command,” I answered her. We were told the goddess would if needed be talk to a druid, and only a druid, so I felt so blessed that she had come to me.
“Danger comes, in this time of peace, and so I shall do the necessary precautions to avoid great destructions,” she whispered at me before I lost consciousness.
“Goddess, why?” I asked with tears flowing from my eyes. “Why did you make me lie to the elders and to my race about the attack? Why did you make me tell them that it would be in a week, when it would actually come sooner?”
I had witnessed my body walk without me controlling it after I granted the goddess permission to it. And I saw myself lie to the druid elders about a prophecy.
“I told you Quill, danger comes and I am only doing the necessary precautions to avoid great destructions,” she whispered at me before I lost consciousness.
“But how can making me lie to the elders and other druids be precautions to great danger?” I asked confused. “Wouldn’t it be more helpful to tell them the truth, so we could prepare.”
“You misunderstood Quill,” the humans are not the danger. “They are too weak to become dangerous to the world in totality, but your people… you are very powerful.”
“So?” And my eyes turned wide as I realized it. “Goddess?”
“I am sorry Quill,” she told me. “But it is for the betterment of the world. As someone who was created to maintain the balance, I know you would understand.”
“But goddess,” I reasoned. “Have we done something wrong?”
“No Quill. You druid have lived to my expectations, that is why I am doing this. I do not want you all to be corrupted so I am taking you back, into the great cycle, into my realm, where there is no suffering and pain.”
“But who will do our job?”
“Quill, I am doing this for your sake. The world is corrupt and soon it will also corrupt you. I’ve seen it, the future that is most probably to come.”
“Can you tell me goddess
“It isn’t pleasant.”
“I will endure.”
“Druids had fallen and had given judgment to other creatures, deeming them to be unworthy. And so the whole world was at war.”
“Can’t we prevent it?” I asked.
“No Quill, it had already started.”
“Quill, why?” Rhiannon asked me. I knew she had also seen a vision similar to mine, and she knew I had lied. “Why did you tell us the wrong day Quill? You’re the best in seeing the future so it’s impossible for you to get it wrong.”
What should I tell her as an answer?
I opened my mouth but closed it again. I felt like a fish out of the water, with my mouth opening and closing without words coming out of it. I wasn’t used to lying so I wasn’t sure what to say, especially since the goddess pretty much forbid me to tell the truth.
“Follow me Rhiannon,” my mouth said moving on its own. My body had moved on its own as the goddess took over. I watched my body walk to the dead oak near the cliff.
“I shall reveal myself to you,” the goddess said and the blinding light appeared. This time it appeared like a shining silhouette of a woman. “I am, she, whose power is divine,” she said and she floated above the dead tree.
“Goddess,” Rhiannon muttered, her jaw dropping in awe, in front of the divinity before us.
“This is my will Rhiannon,” she said. “You’re death shall be written in the history of men.” [end flashback]
I thought she would never show herself again to me, because I failed, because I lived. Or did she plan for me to live?
“I did plan for you to live, Quill,” I heard the goddess’ voice. “This is part of the future I had planes, but there is more Quill. So first I need you too just sleep, so I could continually heal your body.”
“Yes, goddess, It is my honor to obey,” I said but then I remembered the children. “Goddess, can I make a request?”
“I will make sure that the children will be safe,” she said before I even spoke of my intentions.
“Thank you!”
23.5) Whisperer – Zayn
I still remembered that time when I was young when Quill told me to never come in the surface again. I knew he would die that time, but I didn’t really follow his command. And I saw everything from afar. I’ve used my water scrying to see how things went in the war. And I have seen Quill die in Azval’s arms.
But I also saw something else. A woman, after Az went off Quill’s house to save Rhiannon, appeared near quill, translucent, and her lips murmured something, before Quill’s body disappeared into figments of lights. And the woman changed form. The woman transformed into a soldier, an attacking roman soldier.
I followed watching the soldier when it joined others and attacked Az. They then captured Rhiannon and violated her body. The woman who turned into the roman soldier also joined in violating Rhiannon. Until Az had got freed and killed them all, including the transformed soldier.
Rhiannon then run away and cursed Azval, but what they didn’t see was the dead roman soldier turning back into a woman and disappearing.
I continued to watch as Rhiannon curse Azval, and then I saw a silhouette of the woman behind Rhiannon. Her lips were moving as if saying something, as if telling her what to do.
And then the water I used for scrying turned black and I could see nothing. I tried scrying again, but I could see anything that was connected to Rhiannon and Quill, or even Az.
So I followed what Quill had told me. Go under the water, and never surface again. Well, I did, until I heard from Puck that Quill’s reincarnation had been born. And so I followed him, and befriended Niall.
I continued swimming fast until I saw the castle gates of our kingdom. Atlanta lies in the deepest water, surrounded by a magic barrier and can only be entered by three gates, one of which is exclusive for royal blood.
My sister stood in the gates, waiting for me, with armies of merman which I estimated reached almost a thousand.
“Brother,” Ariel kissed me on the cheeks as the gate opened. “Father awaits in the throne room,” she said as she escorted me, passing ranks and ranks of soldiers.
“Father,” I kneeled in front of the throne of my bearded father holding his trident. “I humbly request your help with a quest I am about to embark, a quest to save a druid, one of the race to which we are indebted a long time ago.”
“The druid elders once told us to stay away from their wars,” father said which I knew was because of Quill. I knew he had talked to my father about not getting involved with the war to hide our existence.
“But I believe this is this is the time to repay the druid for the help they gave us when the Eltysta vampires nearly killed us all due to the rare sweetness of our blood,” my king father stated. “Thus I give you, prince Zayn, the command of a thousand mermen, led by two of my strongest and most trusted generals, Yuki and Jhaydee.
“Stan up son, and meet your generals.”
A woman with long human legs, covered in golden scales and yellowish fins on her ankles kneeled behind me. Her yellow hair flowed with the water as her head bowed.
Another one, a boy who looked not younger than fifteen kneeled behind me. I faced them and saw a glimpsed of the boys blue irises before he bowed his head.
“They may look young but they are strong, and they have special abilities,” my father said and I trust his judgment.
“Stand up, everyone,” I said and the two stood up. “We shall meet the faes, on land and rescue the last druid,” I said as I moved in front of my army. “Be ready, we will leave in an hour,” I commanded.
“Brother, do you really have to do this?” Ariel asked me, as she entered my room. I was in my human form, wearing my armor. All our men were told to be in their humanoid form because the battle would be in land.
“I have to save Quill,” I told her and she nodded.
“Quill,” she said his name with longing. “How long has it been since he had been here… I couldn’t even remember his face now.”
“I will invite him here, after this,” I said.
“I will be waiting,” she told me kissing me on the cheeks. “Brother, I hope you come back to us. Don’t be a victim to death like how some of our siblings had been during the war with the Eltysta.”
“I don’t remember the war with the Eltysta, but I know I will comeback.”
“That is what they all said,” she said and tears started to fall from her eyes. “That was what my husband said,” she sobbed. “But Eve Eltysta killed him, sucked his veins dry… and now she’s just sleeping in some dark dungeons. I hope she dies.”
“Who is this Eve? Is she the leader of these vampires?”
“Yes,” Ariel said. “She is most evil of all,” she said as she waved her fingers in the air. “I was one of the three person’s tasked to watch them as they sleep, to know if they started waking up. This is her,” a picture appeared on the water in front of her, just like when I’m water scrying. And then I saw something that made my heart started beating so bad.
I saw a woman sleeping in a chair which looked like a throne. And that woman, she was the one who visited Quill’s dead body. She was the one who was whispering on Rhiannon’s ears.
“Have they ever moved? Have you ever seen her move a finger?”
“No, never,” Ariel answered. “She was cursed; she’s in a very deep slumber.”
“But, what about her abilities?”
“Why are you asking me that?”
“Because… I think, I think Niall… Quill is in danger.”
|| Stay tuned for more
I admit this is rushed. And I do apologize with that, but I really want to put something up for you people. Sorry for the mediocre (or poor) update. I will make it up to you. I promise.
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