"I'm a killer!" I cried out as Gideon hands me a brown paper bag to breathe in. I took in a deep and frantic breath before I can calm my nerves down. "I'm going to be a killer! What the hell am I going to do?!"
"Okay, Aneria, relax," Uncle Stan rub my back and I suddenly felt his magic caressing my skin, the frantic nerves had made loosened my control on my face. "Better?"
I removed the paper bag and nodded. "Yeah."
"Good, now," taking my hand again. "Listen to me, Aneria, you are a very special girl."
"It's not like I heard that a million times," I said heavily. "Because I'm a half-werewolf and half-vampire."
"Exactly! And because you are special you are much stronger and faster than both species."
"But you gave me these bracelets and surely they didn't work when I almost killed someone," I flash the two silver bangles.
Just an hour ago I almost killed someone with my bare hands and it's a first for me to do something so gruesome. I've been trained for self-defense, not murder.
Uncle Stan takes my wrist. "The bracelets is meant to suppress your power but it seems they weren't strong enough. I have to cast a stronger spell."
"So, what's going to happen to her, Stan?" Gideon said. "We can't stay here knowing more of those rogues are after her, and we can't risk the humans knowing about our kind."
That got me thinking. Why are those rogues after me? I haven't done anything wrong or messed with someone that I'll be on the hit list. Knowing these two, they seemed to know what is going on.
"I will have to create a new and stronger suppressant vassal for Aneria and..." Looking at me, I can how worried Uncle Stan is even with a calm look. "I guess it's time for her to learn about the Blood Moon Curse."
"Are you sure?" Gideon asks, eager to protest the topic of which I'm not aware. "I don't think she isn't ready to learn about that."
"You know of the curse?"
"Not exactly, but the prophecy is similar to the story I've heard," Gideon claims. "When my parents were alive they told of an old folktale that tells a werewolf who killed his mate had gone insane during a Blood Moon Curse turned him into a vicious beast in silver-white fur and red eyes the color of blood, who lives in the dept of the Black Forest. It would be used to scare the children that an evil beast will come and eat them if they don't listen to their parents."
"What kind of story is that?" I questioned.
I've watched scary movies but this just seems cliche to be a scary story for children.
"Anyways, it seems that story is related to the prophecy you had mentioned."
"Yes," Uncle Stan rubs his neatly clean shaved chin. "I heard of that story as well. It started after the war between the werewolves and vampires. My teacher's teacher told him the first wizard had witnessed the beast. But he and another had witnessed it."
"Who?" I asked, sitting listening to a story my parents never told me.
"Kragen Monde."
"I heard 900 years ago he went missing and all of his men were slaughtered after the Blood War. Do you think he was killed by the beast?"
"Nobody knows but Kragen Monde was the cousin of that boy's ancestor, Dorothea Crane" Uncle Stan gestured to Izek standing outside.
"Of course," Gideon crosses his chest and huff. "A high-born, pureblood of vampires. The Cranes are highbred vampires born to be knights and serve for Silvercrest and the Winter Family."
"Yes, Dorothy Crane was of many talents and highly achieved as the Silver Knight. She was supposed to marry Idris Winters, the eldest son of Octavian Winters. The Crane and Winters had put two of their eldest to marry each other for the power of both families. But because she was a knight and fought in the war the wedding was pushed back."
"But the wedding didn't happen because she was killed by Kairo Ashe."
Kairo Ashe? Dorothy Crane? Kragen Monde?
Those names sound familiar. I come to know those names but am unsure where I'd heard them from. How come I know those names? of course, Kairo Ashe is somewhat related to Mother's name. She's an Ashe. I probably should ask her about Kairo Ashe. But as for Dorothy Crane and Kragen Monde, I will have to find the information somewhere else. I would ask Uncle Stan since he knows much more of the history of the Blood War but if I do ask will he look the other way?
"Anyways, enough of the history and back to the main topic. Aneria is old enough to learn about the curse and since her powers have started to manifest and become stronger each day that even my powers couldn't strain, she needs to learn how to control it." Uncle Stan shifted in his seat. "The Blood Curse, as I heard from my teacher is a curse that only resonates with a child born of half-werewolf and half-vampire."
"Why?" I asked, confused. "Why is it specific on mix-type species?"
"No one knows exactly. But it started 900 years ago after Kragen went missing. Soldiers from both sides had witnessed a large humanoid creature, an anthropomorphic wolf-life with silver-white fur and eyes the color of blood standing over a pile of dead bodies, and this type of beast appeared under the eclipse as old folks say under the Blood Moon." I can sense Uncle Stan make a face full of worries as he continues and I learned of the curse. "It said the beast is vicious and brutal had no one knows where it comes from an unknown origin. But as soon it saw those soldiers the beast attacked them without mercy. No one can take down the beast and gave the name The Great White Alpha."
It's how I describe my dream to them. I felt a shiver running up my spine. as flashbacks of my dreams start to appear right before me.
I swallowed hard. "So, will I...will I become a vicious killer?"
"No, no, no angel," Uncle reach and brush a hair back behind my ear. "Your parents and I and Gideon will never let that happen."
I feel reassured but the tightness knot in my stomach tells me otherwise. Although I flash a forced smile, I still feel uncomfortable that I will become evil. I don't want to be a mindless freak and kill the people I love most in my life. If an eclipse happens then I don't want to be around.