Gates of Annika

Chapter 2: Maiden of Death

Long ago there lived the Chrisus. Titans blessed with power by Yahweh. They were meant to protect the humans and guide us as we shall evolve. They were the pillars that taught us all that we need to know all that we ought to do to be holy. But then the Chrisus were blinded by power and turned against their maker they caused havoc subdued humans destroyed their lands enslaved us.
But there rose a Chrisus holy and clean
Her name was Annika, she defeated and killed her kind she sacrificed all she had to ensure that humans were free.
Touched by her actions, Yahweh granted her powers of divinity
The Five Epistles.
The Lion's crown of Authority
The Sword's will of Justice
The Olive's vine of Peace
The Dove's wings of Liberty
The Scroll's ink of Guidance
Annika slayed her kind to the last. She stared neither child nor mother, she granted liberty unto humanity, she brought peace to their lands, she enforced Justice on the evildoers, she gave guidance to the humans and Authority was in placed in our hands once more.
At the end of the battle, Annika slayed herself to end the race of her kind. A selfless leader was lain to rest at her temple. This temple was established to her loyal followers and they became an indomitable nation.
Although all had gone back to normal, people loathed the deceased ones. They hated the Chrisus for all they did. Though Annika sacrificed herself, some humans believed she did what she did for her own selfish interest.
Though the Chrisus were long extinct, humans still loathe over them. They burned multiple of their temples, they nevertheless spared the temple of Annika as gratitude of her sacrifice.
Annika, the once beautiful chrisus became a large nation evident by kingdoms far away. Kingdoms began to envy the prosperity of the humans who lived by her temple.
Interesting how humans easily forget the good works and sacrifice made by a hero. The continent turned against Annika claiming that they were as well the same as the vile and extinct Chrisus.
The Epistles became gates that would protect the kingdom at all cost. With the gates came the division of power between the guardians of the gate.
While all went well within Annika, outside the peaceful nation. People were killed slaughtered and murdered for being able to perform some supernatural abilities. These people were tagged as the descendants of the Chrisus and were to be sentenced to death. Those who were deemed useful were kept alive as slaves.

Oona stood in front of a large mirror, she stared at the plain white gown she wore. It has a square shaped neck and long sleeves that covered her hands. Her hair was styled in a half braid and a low ponytail. She looked like a ghost or one could say an angel.

"We're done milady" the older maid bowed behind her. The woman had no resentment in her heart for the young child. To her the princess was a victim of circumstance and she believed that killing her would set her free from this suffering.

"Thank you" Oona whispered "you may leave" she picked her white net veil and covered face with it. She hated herself for what she was about to do. That's what she had always been.

"Princess Oona" she turned to the knight who stood at the door. "It's time to go"
"Okay"

............

"AHHHHHH"
Clashing swords fill the air in the field. Smokes and flames engulf most part of the battle field. Goans and shrieks of men who take their last breath.

"Makaryoki garubi sora" a man stood on a hill which was far away from the battle field but could still be seen clearly. He wore plain white clothing and his face as well was covered. In his hand was an odd looking pot filled with thick blood.
Oona sat in front of the man, her eyes were still blindfolded and her arms and legs were bound by chain. Her back was stained with blood completely soaking her white gown.
"Kado ki jurah" he continued to chant odd words as he moved the pot in a circular motion above oona's head.
After performing the ritual for a while, he stopped "bring the virgin"

"No please don't kill me I beg you" the virgin screamed at the top of her voice. Her white robe got slightly dirty due to her endless struggling. Two hefty knights dragged her towards the ritual.
"Please I beg you my mom needs me I can't die"
The lady was placed on the floor beside Oona facing the sky. Her hands and legs were pinned to the ground.
"You monsters" her pleas gradually turned to curses. "How dare you? You'll all she miserable death, I know you will"
Oona turned to the woman with pity and guilt painted on her face. She couldn't see the woman's face but she could already tell what was about to happen.
"Let me go, let me go you monsters" the lady struggled more when she saw a sharp dagger in the hand of the main clothed white completely. "Mommy, someone help me I beg you" tears flowed down the woman's face. "I don't want to di..."
She couldn't complete her sentence cause the dagger had already pierced her chest and heart. Her body shook violently, the dagger released some black thick looking gas that gradually covered the woman's body.
"We're done" the man said and his men left the dead woman who looked like a dried up corpse. "Oona stay with the body and ensure he takes it"