Beyond His Evil

Chapter Forty Six

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The Present

Kira's POV

I opened my eyes, and frowned in confusion as my eyes moved around.

Where the hell was I ?

And it all came back to me, the bathroom, the healers at the forest , and now ... I looked around me, I didn't even know what to describe the place I was, because there was nothing to describe. There was nothing around me, no color just blank space.

I sat up. God, please not again.

"Hello ?".
My voice echoed, no one responded.

"Look, I'm really really sorry for what the vampires did to you. I'm sorry", tears rolled down my cheeks,"No one deserves to die the way you guys did, but it has nothing to do with me. Just please I'm begging you all, take me back ", I pleaded.

I waited for anything, any sound, any pop of color, I got nothing.

I sighed. They had made me live the other hunter's death, I had felt all her emotions, I had felt her pain, not just physically but emotionally. Her child had been ripped out of her womb, she was assualted, beaten, I had lived it all. It was something I wouldn't wish on my worst enemies, and definitely something I couldn't live through again.

I didn't even know when I started crying violently. The vampires were evil, every single one of them. Anger filled my lungs, I could still remember the name of their leader ... Zethar. The same vampire Devon told me he was working for, the one that wanted me. If ever we were going to meet, even if it killed me I would end his life. I wiped my tears, no one deserves to go through that kind of toture, no one deserves to be killed so cruelly.

This was the reason I hated God and his Demi gods. They were up there in heaven, doing absolutely nothing. God had created the healers himself and couldn't protect them ? He sat up there, and watched them suffer and die in the hands of the same beings they were created to conquer.

What was wrong with all of them ?

I wept more. I was a healer, the healer the prophesy spoke of. The one that shall bear the gift of life and death. I stared at my hands, my weak hands that had never killed or fought a single vampire. And now I turned out to be the most powerful hunter on earth ?
What kind of sick joke was this ?
Why was God toying with my life ?

I screamed, and somehow the image of Devon flashed in my head. Not the Devon I knew, the younger Devon. He was there, there was no way I could mistake him for someone else.

He had ... He had taken the pain of the woman. He was the only one that was gentle with her, the only one that felt sorry for them. I didn't want to admit how that made me feel, what it did to my heart.

"Kira ", an angelic voice called my name. It was the kind that lured you in, that made you want to listen to it over and over again.

I looked up, and stared in awe at the woman in front of me. Her beauty was unmeasured, I had never seen anyone as beautiful in my life.
She had really long black hair, the darkest I've ever seen. Her skin was smooth, and even. A lot lighter than mine, and had this glow that made her look ... Unreal. Everything about her was unreal.

Who was she ? And why did I feel like I knew her.

She sat beside me, and faced me time stopped. She was perfect. Her eyes were an intense blue, and they drilled straight to my soul.

"Who ... Who ... are you ?", I stammered.

"I go by many names ", was her reply.
She stretched a hand towards me, and wiped my tears away with her thumb, "Don't cry Kira ".