The Ancient Warrior

Aira's Farewell

Evanora held herself. She was in great sorrow. She has lost three daughters already. How much pain may Mayari cause her? How much pain would she ever dare to hold? Her children, they had just been reborn. Why would the ancient one be awake from this moment when they can rule? But that didn't happen. Just like the last time they wreak havoc on Earth. They were stopped by Mayari. She alone defeated them. Sending her entire family in oblivion. That was her compassion for them. Putting them in oblivion to make them realize that they still have time to change. Yet all the years they have been there, they have focused themselves on wreaking havoc again when they would be set free. Never have they thought of turning to the other side. Now this, the ultimate price. The price of non-existence.

Wearing the clothes of the person she just ate, Aira made her way towards the information desk of the City's Mental facility. She was strikingly beautiful with her ash-blonde hair. Her eyes were dark blue and her skin was pale. She may look like a white lady wearing an office uniform but still, she catches everyone's attention. It's not every day someone like her would visit the facility.

"Good morning." Aira greeted. There was no smile on her face. Smiling was forbidden for her. She even hated the word.

"Good morning, Miss?" The tiny nurse said. Her eyebrows met in the middle.

"Lisa Fox. Dr. Lisa Fox. I'm here to see Dolores Santiago. I believe she's a patient here."

"I don't remember any instructions about Dolores' having an appointment with a doctor. Let me call someone to justify this mistake of failing to give me the instruction." The tiny nurse said. She was eyeing the beautiful woman carefully. And felt envious of her beauty. 

"Please do," Aira said, leaning close to the tiny nurse and held her left hand on top of the counter.

For a moment, the tiny nurse felt her blood pressure rise. Her heart was pumping so fast and she was in a rage that she wanted to kill whoever comes her way.

"You're angry at Raymond? For ditching you away and had an affair with another nurse? Why don't you find Raymond and cut off his penis? He deserves it, right?"

"Yes, Oh yes. He deserves to be punished!" The tiny nurse said fiercely.

"While you go find Raymond, give me Dolores' room key."

The tiny nurse went to the key box and handed Aira the key. Aira rolled her eyes upon receiving the key from the nurse and took her pace towards the underground rooms. The rooms where they put all the very wild patients and have been scheduled to be executed via mercy killing.

Dolores senses her daughter's presence outside the door. The keys were rattling and jingling as it was being pushed on and pulled off. Dolores stood in amazement as she waited for the door to open. She saw her fourth daughter standing there. She was ravishing in office attire. Her long ash-blonde hair was now hanging at her back. Her dark blue eyes were staring at her intently.

"You could have been easily destroyed this door, Mother," Aira said in an angry tone.

"Oh, Dear Aira. I have lost my strength over the years. I am so glad to see you."

"Okay, Mother. Whatever. Let's go."

Dolores came near to her daughter and hugged her tight. But Aira just pushed her away. Aira was not the kind of daughter who goes sweetly sweet with her parents. She's in constant rage, even for no reason. She was unthankful for all the nice things she has.

The mother and daughter duo came out of that room and made their way toward the exit of the building. The other prisoners in the underground cells were shouting hysterically, calling out for Dolores to let them go. But Aira insisted on living them there and rot.