The World of the Primary Eyes

Chapter 3

"What do mean?", I ask.

"The mix of red, blue and green makes white. Red is for Vampires; Blue is for Werewolves and Green is for Humans. The mix of the Red ones and the Blue ones gave birth to the Magenta which is the Vamp-Wolf Hybrids. The mix of the Red ones and the Green ones gave birth to the Yellow which is the Human-Vamp Hybrids. The mix of the Blue ones and the Green ones gave birth to the Cyan which is the Wolf-Human Hybrid. All the Red, Blue and Green ones had a different source of Magic. White ones were the ones that possessed magic which was the Witches.", she says.

"It's too much to digest.", I say getting confused.

"I understand. I was once too. All you have to do is watch out for the eyes. See your eyes are green because you are a human. I'm a Vamp-Wolf Hybrid so my eyes are magenta. Sebastian has Red eyes because he is a Vampire."

"What about Luke. His eyes weren't red. It looked Greenish."

"He probably hasn't fed for a while. It happens when Vampire doesn't drink blood."

"I knew the world was different but this was far from what I expected.", I say.

*knock*

It was Luke. He had brought a marble pot. I look into his eyes. He looked so much like a human.

"It's your parents.", he said giving me the pot. I take it. I open the lid. I saw the ashes of my parents. Accepting this was hard. I look at Luke. He nods as a goodbye and disappears.

"You can get through this, Ivy. Trust me", said Trixie.

"Yeah...", I said. I must prepare myself for the upcoming pitiful words. I don't like this. I don't like this at all! Tears start flowing. I can't help but feel hopeless. My reason to live is a cow? I don't want to live. Living is so boring. I wonder how those bloodthirsty monsters enjoy living for so long.

"I wish their life gets ruined.", my thoughts slipped through my tongue. "Shit!"

"I can help you with that."

"No. No, I didn't mean it."

"You didn't mean it?", asked Trixie with an angry face.

"Yeah... I don't want anyone to ruin their life. I'll suffer. It's fine."

"What the fuck? IVY! Your parents just died! Your parents were murdered! And you're fine? What is this? Do you feel no anger in you?!"

"I'm angry but I...", I stopped. I don't know what I feel. It's the first time I'm feeling this emotion. The feeling of loss of family. Am I supposed to feel angry? I do feel remorse but I shouldn't wish for someone's ruin. But I want the emperor to be ruined.

"I don't know!"

"I feel so guilty that I came here. I feel partially responsible for your parents' death. Only if I didn't come here Sabastian wouldn't have come here. And your parents would have been alive. It's totally normal to wish for his ruins. For his death!"

"But...", I said getting scared. This isn't right. This doesn't feel right. But my family died on the brink. I am a blank sheet without them. "Trixie... I don't know!", I said starting to cry.

"It's alright. Don't just the tears flow away, girl! You have to become strong. You have to kill that blood-sucking demon. We have to do it together! He killed your parents so he should die!"

"Yeah...", I said. I want him dead. I guess this is the feeling. The emperor has to Die.

"I have an army to help us. We are not alone."

"What do you mean? Why would they revolt?"

"Sebastian and Julius must die!"

"The werewolf emperor too?"

"Julius is also a murderer, Ivy. Trust no one in this world. These people will do whatever they want to without two fucks to the innocent's life."

Trixie took me to their hive.

What she said was all true. So many people were at war. One of the other's life was ruined by the emperors. I slowly began to learn to fight. Listening to the stories of other warriors made me realize that I was living in a matrix made by Sebastian and Julius.

Half a year passed. My hatred towards Sebastian did not decrease. Every day I'm reminded of the day my parents died. I want to kill him. But... I'm scared. I do want to kill him but thankfully I never came across him. The fear is still there. It's not that I'm scared of death but I'm scared of the person who killed my parents. I'm scared of the dominance that he exhibited. He had everything under control as if he knew everything. It scares me.

At times on my way to the market to get groceries, I sometimes came across Luke. Luke had brown hair and beautiful green contacts. It has to be contacted. How can he survive by not feeding for so long? All of his movements were so delicate and perfect. His every movement looked planned. He exhibited this gentle aura. People around him liked him. Though Trixie hated Luke she was still good to him. But he was not a good person. That was for sure. He gets rid of every step that Sebastian and Julius made. He provides wealth to the kingdom and yet he does all these other chores. It's as if he is indebted to the royal family.

I often took glances at him. He too did the same. We often stared at each other. I took into account look at every detail. How can someone look like him? Most of the supernatural are usually good-looking but this was different. Something about Luke was irresistible. Though I told him not to cross paths I secretly wished to meet him every day. Not to talk. But just to observe what he does. I wanted to get to know what he truly did. Somewhere in me desperately wanted to talk to him but I knew I shouldn't. He is my enemy.

Something felt wrong that day. The weather was bright like any other day. But something was not right. I could sense something different from the inside of me. I didn't want to go out that day. But I had to. I go to the shop that I usually visit. Take the usual. When I stepped out, I was petrified.

What in the world is that?!