Cursed - Vivir's Reign Book 1

Chapter 1

 The pounding footsteps of Fury, Blade, and Neon entered the camp. They each took part in carrying a boar. Daring resheathed her sword, putting down the whetstone she was using on their cabin porch before greeting them.

"Good hunt I assume,"

"It was," Fury answered, immediately followed by a glare at Neon. Daring wondered what he possibly could have done, but pushed it to the back of her mind. Neon is a useful and loyal member of The Outsiders, same with Blade and Storm, despite their background with The Hunter Faction.

"Well, I'll get out of your way so you can take it to the prep cabin, it must be getting heavy to hold," She backed to the side letting them pass. She did wonder what Neon did to get such a glare from Fury. It's been hard for him to get over the passing of Brook. She knew he loved her, everyone did. She went back to her cabin, picked up the sharpener, and took it inside. She laid her head on her cot. She's been up all day, checking their territories and camp boundaries. She closed her eyes letting sleep take over.

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Her eyes opened, expecting to be in her cabin. She was already planning to run another patrol or go hunting with Fury or Blade but after looking, she realized she wasn't in her cabin. It was her old home in the town. Why am I here, what brought me here? She got up out of her bed and walked down the hall into Nightwing's room. Even after years of not being her, she still knew where everything was. "Nightwing?" she called, opening the door but was surprised when there was no one there. "Mom? dad?" She called, expecting an answer but there was no answer. She heard fighting down the hall. She went to pull her sword, but it wasn't there. She carefully crept down the hall seeing a group of people. Peering around the wall, she could see her parents backed up, surrounded. I remember this day, this was when the Raiders attacked the town! She quickly tried to shoot a bolt of lightning at the Raiders but nothing happened. No sword or Lightning, what am I supposed to do, I have to save them! She heard the door slam, confused, she glanced back at her parents and the Raiders. Who was that? She crept around the corner towards the door.

"Stop right there!" The Raiders shouted. She picked up her pace and started running for the door, but her path was cut off, "You are not going anywhere, not till we say so at least,"

This wasn't supposed to happen. How was she supposed to fight without a weapon or her power? Could her hand-to-hand combat skills get her that far with The Raiders with weapons? The Raider in front of her started raising his sword. Was she gonna die? This is all just a dream, right? What if she died in her dream? However, this wasn't an ordinary dream. Suddenly, an arrow shot through the head of the Raider. They fell forward revealing a person "Fury?" Surprised, it wasn't Fury. "Nightwing!" Wait, our parents! She whipped around, hoping to see them all alive, but just like before, they were both dead and The Raiders retreated. "What is going on?" She looked back at her brother, more confused than ever.

"I'm wondering the same thing," He answered. She glanced back at her parent's lying bodies. She was hoping this time would be different, this time she could change the outcome. She picked up the sword from the Raider that Nightwing shot and carried on outside. As expected, their town was the same. Pillaged and burned by The Raiders.

"You look different," Nightwing realized. She stopped and looked at him.

"You too. Not only are we stuck in a dream, but we're our younger selves again,"

"Wait, that means–" Nightwing tried to shoot an ice spike using his power, but nothing happened, "I don't have my Ice Power. Do I at least have the healing power you gave me?"

"I don't think we have our powers at all," Daring replied, "I don't even have my lightning power,"

Even more confused, she saw a smaller figure before them. She was cloaked.

"I don't remember this," Nightwing spoke.

"Me neither, is someone else trapped here too?" They carefully walked towards the figure, slowly, "Who are you?" She shouted, "Why are we here, how are you here?"

The figure chuckled, sending confused glances between her and Nightwing. "I'm not trapped, I'm the reason why you're trapped here, my name's Vivir, leader of the undead army," Behind her, were shadows of hundreds of zombies. Daring stepped back. There was no way they could take them on, not without their powers at least.

"Don't worry, we don't have to fight now," Vivir added, "we can fight whenever you just find me in the real world,"