Fallen Moon

Chapter 09: Lunar Ball (Part 02)

The lights of the grand ballroom started to dim directing everyone's attention toward the stage. Lord Grimm and Lord Alexander both took their places at center stage. "It's time," Raven took a deep breath to settle her nerves. The singing competition was just about to start. She needed to head backstage to prepare. Just as she was about to leave she felt Lycan's hand take hold of her arm.

"Be sure to bring us that trophy Raven." Lycan ran his finger down the side of her cheek. Her eyes followed the direction of his. His view was centered on the trophy that rested on a table in front of the stage.

The trophy was made entirely out of platinum. On the left side was the sculpting of a vicious vampire, on the right, a gruesome werewolf. The two of them were glaring at each other with their fangs bared. The vampire had a ruby heart in his hand, the werewolf held a sapphire heart. Both hearts appeared to be cracked as if it had been crushed. It was quite the trophy, a perfect representation of the war.

"Don't worry," Jayson placed his hand on Raven's shoulder. "Those leeches don't stand a chance against our girl Raven." He encouraged her. "Just get out there and show them how it's done." He punched her arm lightly.

"Yeah, you got this." Jay gave her thumbs up. "Claire told me that you used to be a famous singer. So, this should be a piece of cake for you."

Raven wasn't about to be foolish enough to dismiss her competition. She had to compete holding nothing back but to be honest. It wasn't the trophy she was interested in. She just wanted to be onstage again to feel closer to the person she used to be. She missed the life she had as a human. As sad as it was to admit. That stage was as close as she was ever going to get to having that life back.

"Is everything okay?" Claire placed her hand on her sister's shoulder. "Don't tell me you're getting stage fright." She laughed. "This is your thing. This is what you are good at, remember?" Claire smiled.

"It has nothing to do with nerves," Raven's eyes remained on the stage. "I should go, I wouldn't want to keep Lord Grimm wanting for his champion." She walked through the crowd making her way toward the back of the stage...

"The competition must be starting," Ziek's eyes shifted toward the stage. "I'd better get backstage." He started to leave but stopped himself. "Before I forget," He walked up to his date, Selene. He gave her a quick kiss on the lips. "A kiss for luck." Selene turned her head. "Oh, come on, you know I had to."

"Yeah, well," Selene crossed her arms. "Just be sure to get out there, kick that werewolf's ass and bring back that trophy. So that way when you get back," She traced a line down his chest. "We can celebrate."

"Celebrate huh?" Ziek pulled her to his side. "I'm always down for a little celebration but what I'd really like." He smirked. "I'll tell you later. I wouldn't want to upset your brother." He kissed her cheek.

"Oh no," Brandon laughed. "I don't care what you guys do at this point. Sis," He draped his arm on Selene's shoulder. "If Ziek wins this trophy. You gotta give him a present. That's just how it goes. Right bro," He held his fist out. Ziek pounded his fist. "So, get that trophy and get that reward. By reward I mean," He winked at Ziek, Selene kicked Brandon in the shin.

"Damn it," Selene yelled. "That hurt," Ziek laughed. Brandon smirked. Diamond armor does have its advantages. "You are so lucky I'm in no mood to kick your ass. Otherwise," She pointed at Brandon. "You know what I'd do." She shot him an evil glare.

"Yeah, I know." Brandon patted her head. "I love you too sis." He smiled. "Ziek, what are you waiting for? Get out there and win us that trophy." He replied with a nod heading backstage with his guitar case in hand...