Chapter 8: 'Visitor'
As soon as they had all lined up, it was obvious at first glance. Every Alpha, every arrow point; the beginning of each formation; …black hair.
I REFUSE to believe that your HAIR color could possibly have so much of an effect on your life! I mean, come on I’m not even a LIGER! How could I possibly be the Alpha of a Liger group?!
‘If you’re not a Liger… how can we hear your thoughts?’ A young man’s voice echoed in my head.
My eyes grew wide as I turned to see who had spoken.
No one had.
…typical.
‘Who are you..?’ I asked hesitantly through my thoughts, feeling completely mental.
‘Look to your right.’ A woman’s soft voice concluded in my mind.
I turned; but saw nothing of consequence.
“Your OTHER right!” A young boy screamed out loud from the opposite direction; making random people jump. It was difficult to figure out who exactly could hear me. I guessed the Ligers could, but it seemed like a couple of the other groups seemed a little too clued in as well.
I turned around to see the Liger group staring at me while chuckling amongst themselves.
I turned to Rezon, only to receive an exasperated look, along with a pair of rolling eyes.
“Alright everyone!” I called; trying to get people’s attention. I desperately wanted to know who was in my head. As they turned towards me I gave my first command as an Alpha.
‘Raise your hand if you hear this..' I said in my thoughts, hoping it wouldn’t blow up in my face.
Simple… yet still a command.
I looked up to see all 9 Ligers, including Rezon, holding up their hands, along with Quatica, Brianna, and….
Someone farther back; I couldn’t see their face. It was getting too dark, and the person was hidden behind the large ‘flock’ of Vampires.
“There… in the back.” I said, pointing to the unknown figure raising its hand. “…Who …are you?” I asked out loud, making everyone turn in that general direction.
“Me?” A low, quiet voice asked out loud; I didn’t recognize it at all, and for some reason, that made me nervous.
“Yes, I ...think so.” I answered it tentatively, “Would you mind stepping forward?”
From the shadows, behind the Vampires, a man stepped forward in a dark cloak; while he lowered his raised hand, another figure made itself known.
Whimpering in fear, my mother stood there, eyes wide as she stared at her captor.
“Hello little Rain.” The dark figure greeted, throwing his black hood off, revealing a face I knew only to well.
Standing not twenty yards from me, was a creature I hated, a creature I had feared, a creature …a creature that had stolen my best friend, Sira; and done only God knows what to her.
I felt a red haze come over my eyes as I stared at the figure I had wanted to kill since the moment I saw it; turning everything I saw crimson red.
A terrifying roar erupted throughout the entire campsite, while the whole meadow seemed to shake with the essence of its power.
I turned to see Rezone, completely morphed, with two pairs of fangs; exposed …and ready to kill.
But no, I wanted to kill it. As foolish as it seemed; I had begun to feeling stronger and stronger, every since I was told about my destiny. It was as if telling me was all it took for me to change; that should’ve worried me. And yet at this point, …I didn’t care.
All I wanted was the creature that had dragged Sira away from me... to die.
A threatening snarl echoed throughout the meadow; sounding a little too feminine to belong to Rezone if you asked me. I turned to him, realizing with a sudden jolt of fear, that I was the creator of that menacing sound! He was staring at me through wide, Liger eyes, sizing me up.
I looked down, only to find something that would have made me faint… if I could have.
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