Story of Death

Learning about Cassery

Josies POV

As I woke up i was instantly met with a blinding light. My body sore and i felt....numb. My throat felt dry  and it stinged a bit."What happened?" My voice was raspy and heightened a bit. I was feeling strange. Where was I? What happened last night? All these questions popped into my mind."Oh Josie thank god your awake." At first I didnt recognise this feminime voicd but as my vision focused and my throat stopped throbbing I recognised it as my mothers. "Sweetie are you okay?" You could sense worry in her voice." Why wouldnt I be?" Thats when i took in my surrondings. I was in the hospital." Why am I in the hospital?" "Last night you came home with your neck severely wounded." Thats when i remembered. The wendigo    Dylan      Me being a banshee.Your mum looked at you sadly."Sweety,I dont know how but you broke your ankle and it was twisted. Also,some people heard a scream and they thought it was you. Who did this?"

She looked really worried." No one mum,i was probably just sleep walking and i tripped and fell." I said nonchalantly. She just looked at me. I felt like she was looking into my soul for answers. After her little glare shd left. I just sighed.

Third Person POV

As soon as Ms.Cavanaugh left Dylan rushed towards Josies room. He was suprised when he saw the girl trying to stand up. Key word: trying.

"What are you doing?" She was obviously unaware of Dylan presence which made her jump and almost fall. Fortunateley Dylan using his quick reflexes caught her and put her back on her bed. "You should rest",he said,"Your a strong one" She saw in his eyes an emotion that resembled pride,yet,it wasnt it. It looked like his eyes were full of sorrow,and at the same time pride and happiness. She couldnt quite understand that though.

"What happened last night?"

Dylan knew that Josie was smart and observant. He also knew that he couldnt hide the truth for too long which put a frown on his face. He liked being mysterious and unknown. But this girl could read him like an open book. But he couldnt quite understand her though. She was an enigma to his 168 year old brain. Yes,he was old. He was old because he belonged to a family of skilled hunters. Hunters whose mission is to track down the predators in the supernatural world. And kill them. They were like a Wikipedia of the supernatural,yet banshees were always an enigma. They werent predators,but they werent prey either. They were helpers. Hunters like Dylan stop aging when they are 18. Talina princess of the light in Apoldium culture created special warriors to protect the people from the damned beings. Those warriors were named Hunters if Light or 'Holys' for short. It is said that they could summon weapons and armoury with just their imagination. Now,the Casserys were the first Holy families. Their original family name being Caterra which meant Star in ancient Apoldium language Borysian. There were two other,now long gone, families. The Dranders and Fronteras which meant 'Moon' and 'Sun' in Borysian. Every family had special skills. While the Fronteras had power to control temperature of any being they pleased, Caterras were able to manipulate any supernatural mind,but the vampires mind. Dranders always had a gift in making objects. Their specialty was the gift of sound. They were similiar to sirens except they used special instruments only they could play. Those being, the Arnallas,godess of life,harph and Drentals,god of fire,flute. The harph had calming effects,while the flute only caused chaos. The Dranders and Fronters were destroyed by their ego and greed. It wasnt a secret that they were enemies. Talina fought to make them in harmony and make them respect and love each other. But humans are corrupted beings,their greed is in such amount its impossible to reach it. One day a Fronter found the Drentals flute. At first he didnt know that,so he began playing. A Drander heard him and took the flute away from him saying it was his. Greed took over the young boys as they began fighting each other of who shall posses the flute. At the end the Drander won. He immedietley started playing. Then chaos happened. The whole village burned within the fires of mans greed. It was burnt within the flames of selfishness and selfabsortion. Eventually Talina was able to stop the fire but not the fight. Evry single Fronter and Drander died. Every baby,child,adult and elder died. And that day in Apoldium is called Day of Grief. As everyone in Apoldium grevies in a sacret way created by the now infamous Casserys. Everybodg mustnt be selfish for over a minute or they would be thrown away for 2 days in the dungeon. Somehow people started acting nicer until pure harmony touched the peoples hearts and souls. They became selfless and carefree. And well free.

A/N man that was exhausting. Sorry for any wrong spelling im writing on my phone and sometimes instead of space i click b or v and yea...... anyways i know that this is probably confusing but this is Dylans origins. Btw sorry for spell mistakes in the lasr chapter at least now u know why. Bye my little banana stealing muffin flavoured cheesecakes. See you soon <3
-Marls