The Hybrid King, The Rise of the Kingdoms

Chapter Two

[P.O.V Zyston Woods]

Smelling the fresh autumn air. Blowing through my truck window while driving back home. It has been seven years since I was last home. This entire time, I have been traveling around the world. Training and finding alliances for this upcoming war. The reason I have come home is that. My elder brother has contacted me. Telling me I need to come home for it was urgent. Informing me that our enemy. After all these years, has resurfaced. 'Stupid damn Witch Hunter, he's always causing trouble. His like dirt underneath my feet.' I thought to myself. 

The Witcher Hunters were created. To help maintain the creature's society. To make sure that they put the evil creatures down. And the moral creatures weren't over populating. But as time went on, they lost their way. Causing a civil war with us moral creatures. The creatures that were there that night of battle. We slaughtered all the Witch Hunters. Except for one, he got away.

Driving past a sign saying Dark Wood Fifty Miles. Three miles from the sign on the left-hand side was a dirt road. Taking that road was nothing but forest following it. At the end of this road is a nice driveway leading to a mansion. Painted all white with stone siding running along the bottom. With some black shudders around the windows. Pulling up in the driveway, turning off my truck. Getting out and grabbing my duffel bag out of my back seat. 

A woman with black short hair. That spikes in the back and bangs to her chin. Deep green emerald eyes. Five feet and eight inches in height, white skin, and perfect curve body. She runs towards me and jumping into my arms. Making me drop my duffel bag to catch her. Her legs wrapping around my torso. Squeezing me in a bone-crushing hug. Putting her down on the ground. She stood there, checking me out.

"Damn, it has been a long time since I last saw you. You're looking mighty sexy with that facial hair." The woman says teasingly. While her fingers raked my beard playfully.

"What about you? Finally, you have come into your woman's curves. You're no longer a chubby girl." Replying to her with tease. The woman hugs me again. This time, it wasn't bone-crushing. Placing her head on my chest, whispering, trying to hold back sobs.

"I missed you, my twin."

"I missed you to Katrina." Pulling her face back using my thumbs. Wiping her tears away. Smiling at her, she smiles back. Taking each other by the hand. Using my other hand to grab my duffel bag. We walk to the house.

Walking into the Foyer, a huge dark wooden staircase greets. To the left is the dining room, and on the right was the living room. Walking up the stairs and turning left. Down the hallway were a bunch of doors on the left wall, and the right wall was made of glass. At the end of the hall was a dark wooden door. Turning the golden handle, walking into my room.

A huge king bed sat in the middle. With black and gray silk bedding. Next to it were some bedside tables with lamps on top. The left wall has a balcony door with a small living room area. There was a walk-in closet and the bathroom on the right side wall. Two bookcases next to the bedroom door and dark grey carpeting.

"Where's Vincent?" Asking Katrina while placing my duffel bag on the bed. Taking a seat on the bed with Katrina sitting next to me.

"He's out taking a run. We will see him later." She replies.

"Surprised you are not with him."

"That is because I wanted to see my twin and maybe?..." Looking at Katrina's face, she had this up-to-no-good-look.

"I know that face, and the answer is no." telling her sternly.

"You haven't even heard what I have to say yet!" Standing up, crossing my arms on my chest, looking at her.