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About two and a half dozens years ago, Humans, Specials, and Creatures signed for the Great Peace to halt the wars between them.
Many weren't happy about this action but they had to abide by the rules. Humans believed that Creatures should be banished from the lands, Specials felt they deserved all the control, while some creatures just wanted to raid towns for whatever they desired.
However, due to this agreement signed by the leaders of all three factions, peace reigned—until a prophecy was cast.
A wizard, by the name Azrael, had pronounced a prophecy. The contents of this prophecy had angered the Specials and Creatures, while most Humans rejoiced.
And it is rumoured that in their fury, the elders had eliminated Azrael through means unknown to any, and after years past, everyone had come to believe that the Prophecy would never come true—until...
In the small town of May's Weather, night had descended. The cold wind tugged at the dresses of three women as they ventured away from their home guided by the light of the moon illuminating their path.
A faint breeze blew past, rustling the bushes around. The sound of it bringing fear into one of the girls' heart, she began to second-guess their plans.
Her brown eyes judged the cart they were approaching; her guts warning her with a feeling that something wasn't right. "Can we really trust these people?" Katrin timidly voiced her concern to her sisters. "Their cart doesn't look... professional."
Malissa, another of the girls, rolled her eyes at Katrin's worries. Don't worry Katty. I'm sure we can trust them, one sip of their potion and you'll become just like us. Don't you want that sister?"
Katrin pondered the offer before nodding eagerly. She had always yearned to be like her sisters—Specials. As the town bell prepared to toll midnight, her lifelong dream, at least for as long as she could remember, was finally within graps. All she needed to do was reach that cart.
Two men sat outside the cart, their drunken slurs punctuating the air occasionally. Their voices were loud, sending shivers down Katrin's spine, bringing back her doubts. She turned to her sisters who were looking ahead with unwavering expressions.
Noticing them the men approached.
"Is this the girl?" one of them asked. He possessed a muscular frame, a scar tracing from his left eye to his right cheek, his harsh gaze dissected Katrin's form.
"Yes, it's her," Malissa responded, pushing Katrin forward.
The man grunted with a nod, gesturing for the girls to come with him. The other man, leaner with a bald head, followed behind.
They reached the rear of the cart, where the lean man knocked on the door in a coded pattern. "They've arrived," he announced before stepping back, allowing the cart door to creak open.
A frail woman emerged hopping out of the cart. She had gray hair cascading over a hunched back and her yellow eyes peered from beneath her purple hood, assessing the girls.
"Which of you young ladies wishes to become a Special?" she rasped.
Katrin raised her head slightly, meeting the woman's gaze. "I-It is I." She whispered and surprise flickered across the woman's face. She opened her mouth to speak, but a glance from the men cautioned her to be carefull.
She raised her hands to take Katrin's, locking eyes with the young girl. "Are you absolutely certain about this?" she inquired, glancing at her sisters who stood behind.
For the third time that night, Katrin began to reconsider her decision again, but an impatient sigh from Malissa broke her through her thoughts. "What's wrong with you old hag? We came all this way. Let's just get on with it."
Katrin shook her head before nodding "Yes. I'm sure." The old woman held her gaze for a second more before she sighed, retreating into the cart momentarily.
She reappeared with a small metal cup in her hand, in it was a dark liquid that simmered in the moon light.
"Here, drink this," she instructed, passing the cup to Katrin. "Once you do, it will only take a second before the effects take course."
Katrin examined the purple liquid with caution. The smell of it really strong, like burnt roses. But, could it really be that simple? Would one gulp of this liquid transform her into a Special, just like her sisters? She could finally fit in to her family.
Without anymore hesitation, she brought the glass to her lips, closed her eyes, held her breath, and emptied the contents into her mouth, swallowing hard.
The moment her lids opened, weakness overcame her; she lost her balance and slumped, but just before she hit the ground, the scarred man reached out and caught her, pulling her into his hold.
"What happened to her?" her other and younger sister, Ruth, inquired with concern, she tried to move closer to Katrin but Malissa held her back, "Calm down, Ruth. These people are professionals, they know what they're doing."
Though her words were meant to reassure Ruth, her expression hinted her own uncertainty. "Hey, old lady, what's wrong with her? Is she dead?"
The old woman moved to inspect Katrin's body, before she answered, "She's fine. The potion just has her temporarily paralyzed. It prevents her from struggling or trying to escape."
Katrin's eyes peered around, confusion etched across her face. She tried to lift herself up but she couldn't feel any part of her from the neck down. "What's happening? Why can't I move?"
A menacing chuckle from Malissa at Katrin's plight passed through the cold night air. "You're so naïve and gullible Katty. A potion that turns you into a Special? Did you really think that was possible?" She laughed, approaching her immobilized sister. "Remember this sister," the way she called her sister sounded so sarcastic "you're either born a certain way or you're not, you can't change that." her laughter dies down as she turns to the men, disgust evident on her face. "She's your responsibility now, do what you want." The scarred man nodded, lifting Katrin into his arms and carrying her into the cart.
Katrin's back hit the wooden floor hard but she didn't feel anything, she didn't even feel herself fall, she tried to sit up but nothing responded.
Tears were already pooling in her eyes, hope fading. Just then Ruth's worried voice reached her ears, through the slighly opened door "Wait!"
A sigh of relief escaped Katrin's mouth, hope filling her heart from her sister's intervention.
Ruth was the nice one, and although she always went along with Malissa's evil schemes, she never crossed certain lines.
Ruth turned to Malissa with a pleading look. "Malissa, I'm not sure about this. Aren't you going a little bit too far? What will mother say when she discovers Katrin is missing? What will you tell her?"
Malissa scoffed, she had already considered that. "We'll tell her that she ran away; with a man or something. Besides, it's too late now. I've taken the money, it's a done deal."
"But..."
"No 'buts,' Ruth," Malissa warned. "Unless you want to take her place, you'll move your legs and come. with. me. Now! let's go." Ruth cowered down, yielding to her sister. Her gaze apologetic as she glanced back at Katrin before she turned away, trailing after her eldest sister.
Left behind, Katrin laid immobile in the cart, she watched the old lady climb into the small spaces and after a whole she heared the sound of wips and horse hooves moving on the stony road.
She wanted to cry but the tears went leaving, only a frustrated sigh left her lips as she was whisked away to a destination only fate knows.
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