Evening, Mortals. (Gwd, I love saying that XDDD)
Well, I´ll begin where I left last night, the night of the 27th of November I met my father, and let me tell you he was anything from burned.
To my surprise, my father belonged to the Southern Blood Coven and not only that, no, he was their leader. So on the night of the 27th he came bashin in, looking for my mother.
My coven was an excentric one, they didn´t fight, left that for untamed vampires (thats how they called fighting covens) and lycans so my fathers coven sliced through them rather easily.
I occupied my mothers quarters so when he barged in searching for her, he only found me, shaking in a corner thinking this was another of the leaders rage attacks and that he was coming to take it off on me.
"Who are you? Where is Emerya?" he asked. I looked up at the stranger, finding him oddly familiar. "I-I am E-Emerya..." I babbled more confused than scared.
"Do not lie to me, you ar-" and then he looked at me for the first time. The gray eyes of the Southern Blood Coven he had himself were looking back at him, while my mother´s long purple hair covered parts of my face. "Your mother´s name..... what was your mother´s name?" he asked kneeling next to me and brushin the hair off my face."Her name w-was Emerya...." I answered timidly. His face gained a grayish tint and he lowered his eyes, slumping at my feet.
"S-she´s dead.... Isn´t she?" he asked. "Y-Yes... I am s-sorry...." "Why do you ask for forgivness, child?" he asked without rising his face to me. "I-I killed her... w-when I was born, I mean..." I said ashamed and sorrowful, lowering my head too.
Suddenly the door to my room flew open again, this time the leader of my coven, Flanagan came rushing in, he was my mother's father.
"You, dog, kill that vampire in front of you!" he yelled to me. I was used to killing, but this stranger seemed so familiar that I would not dare place a finger upon him, so I simply slouched down and started shaking and sobbing, knowing that he'd beat me for not obeying later.
"Dog?" the strangers voice was harsh and cold, "Dog?" he repeated. "You killed Emerya and you dare call her child a dog?" he said standing in front of me, protectively.
"It is not my fault, you were the one to doom her to her death, Ithel, you were the one that burned her body with this inpure child." I looked up with surprise looking at the stranger. "F-F-Father....?" I asked, my voice low but hopeful.
"We both know, Flanagan, Emerya was too strong for dying giving birth..." the stranger's... my father's voice sounded dangerous, he crouched baring his fangs at Flanagan.
"Those were the rules, Ithel, she chose her destiny. I coul-" "THATS ENOUGH!!" my father growled. "You let her die and treat our daughter, your grandchild like a dog. I'll have your blood!!" my father said as he threw himself towards Flanagan.
I was paralyzed watching them fight with fangs and claws. All the information still running through my brain, I still couldn't believe it.
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jejeje i think i let myself go, so Im stopping it there tonight
sleep tight, and beware the darkness
Ghost
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