WARNING!! THIS SCENE CONTAINS SLOW AND PAINFUL TORTURE
The air was chilly and dangerous. Everyone sat down saying nothing at all, probably thinking of how they were done for and waiting.
Waiting for their death.
"If we're going to die, let's get to know each other better as fellow slaves". It was Jayson. The one who was nonchalant and cared only of himself and didn't give a damn about what people thought or said about him. He believed in first impressions and was a pessimist . Lucy had noticed those qualities in him, but had said nothing. For him to say something like this left Jacob surprised.
"Well, if y'all keep looking at me like this, m ga rapu ya ( I'll give up)", he said, shrugging.
Ling brought out a penknife and cut herself. "What the hell are you…". Jacob started to say but stopped.
"I'm Ling, I heal and I can seize your breaths. But it might take a while to heal because we're surrounded by silver", she said and shrugged.
"Jayson, I control the elements", he said, his eyes as dead as his thought of his nearing future… death.
"I manipulate minds, you know me already, Jacob"
"Drella, I can multiply and I'm fast", she said and they all looked at her waiting for something but she just smiled and shrugged.
"I'm useless"
"That's the only thing you could amount to", Jayson said. "Jayson!" Drella cursed and he rolled his eyes.
"He's right, I don't amount to anything"
Then silence came upon them once more like the darkness leaving each to their own miserable thoughts, but Lucy was thinking, how could she not be useless. She needed to find a way out!
***
Iris was dragged by some werefoxes in the mud, her body dirty, tired and smelly. She was dropped on an altar as her head hit the stone, she grimaced. "Shit!" She cursed spitting on the ground. She was bound hands and feet and was as tired as a dead lion. From a distance, she could hear the slight thud of a deer as it raced home, probably having that feeling that evil was looming.
A live dog is better than a dead lion.
"You could say your lady words, lad"
"I trust my friends", she spat out. Cordelia laughed. "Friends? Or you mean slaves. They're somewhere safe for now. Surrounded by silver and won't come running to master like they always did ".
"Magic needs to be destroyed!" She said, smirking evilly.
11:00
The moon is full and bright, by twelve midnight, it was going to turn red and bloody and the ritual would be complete.
Suddenly, the blue moon gathers behind her while the silver Crest and Dark armour clans were caged with silver because they had refused to be a party to the evil before them. They had found out her evil intent and would not agree with it.
Cuando el reloj marca la
medianoche, sangre y rojo son la. luna y la noche y así como la maldición podría levantarse también podría sellarse…
(When the clock strikes
midnight, blood and red are the. moon and night and just as the curse could be lifted it could also be sealed... )
Cordelia said and smiled looking at Iris sinisterly. "Your curse could be sealed forever and that means you'd turn to stone and so do your filthy slaves!"
She walked towards the other clans and smiled.
" How ignorant could you all be? The evil standing, laying before you, I mean and you refuse to see it. I've hunted her down for years and I'm a blood moon away from achieving my sole purpose", she said and wet her lips.
"She thought I was playing all Jeffery Deaver on her, but little did she know I'm way beyond her expectations. I let her run, chased her down, let her create five strong surviving slaves because this is the only way to stop this evil. And now with the rising of the blood moon the ritual would be complete. Viva la palabra de verdad.
(Long live the word of truth)"
"Long live the word of truth!" The blue moon clan chorused as Cordelia spat at the other clans.
She took a knife and sharpened it. "I hope you like pain", she said to iris who was trying to focus, but her head was a whirlwind. "Where did you learn such fluent Spanish?" She tried her best to sound okay.
"Learnt this particular incantation so well you might think I'm Spanish", she sat and smirked.
Cordelia pressed the top of the knife on iris's skin and dragged it and it began bleeding. Iris screamed trying to hold herself. "Bastard!" She cursed as Cordelia laughed.
She put it on her other hand and did the same. "This blood isn't enough to fill the moon!" She said laughing sinisterly as if she were possessed entirely by another spirit… one that possessed psychopaths.
Then she took out a razor and made dangerous but thin cuts on her face. She screamed but didn't move because it would only make the matter worse.
"You knew your fate, Iris of morhan. You knew it would be as miserable as your mother's, yet you tried knowing you would fail", she said looking at her, her face dark, eyes glinting in the darkness with devilish excitement and her lips in a smirk.
Cordelia turned to the people. "And this goes for all who oppose me, my intentions, my reign… anyone who underestimates the feminine power of the blue moon clan would face a miserable fate!" She screamed and the air became rather too calm and quiet.
"As I was doing"
Joseph was worried, he didn't care about himself or his fate, but about Lucy. If she wasn't with Iris then she was in danger. And then the pieces were fixed together. How stupid of him not to know why they were that close, Iris had bit her and she had become her slave. And that was why they were after her, the blue moon and why she was almost close to the wolf's wedding venue. The thought of it brought fear into him, the thought that the woman he cared about was either in danger or dead.
He was going to make sure she was safe. Silver caged or not!
Cordelia smiled at the blood and looked up, the moon was turning red, the time was almost here
11:52