The Runaway Huntress

CHAPTER 15

     "What?" Her voice was unbelieving. Melisca thought Lorna was the one who ended the life of one of Jethro's friend. But having heard it from the girl that she wasn't the one who did it, thoughts came up from her mind that maybe she was with the wrong person.

     Yet she had seen her with the syringe and even injected one on her too. So how was she not the killer?

     "It was my partner. I was the distraction and he was the killer." Lorna just answered her thoughts.

     So, she had a partner in crime. "Where is he now?"

     "He's long gone before the wolves found their dead friend's body."

     "How did you know they were werewolves and they were there at the same time?" She still wondered how they had come to know about them. Surely humans can't detect anyone with their lack of super abilities. Only one thing can come up in her mind.

      "We have our source. And even I doesn't know where it came from."

     Right, they, of course, have their mastermind. Their leader could be something for having such a basis of information. The wolves were fucked up already, someone is a bane in the group. But that's their war to conquer, for she has her own.

     "Why a partner? Can't you kill on your own?" She had let her tongue spat too much boldly. She should learn to just shut up then.

     Lorna from behind her went still having heard those words. "I chose not to when other people can do the work."

      "Are there others like you? And what's with the syringe by the way? How did you formulate the poison?"

     "You'll find out in time. If you can prove your loyalty and dedication to our purpose."

      "And what is that purpose?"

     "To remove the existence of powerful monsters in the shadows of the Earth."

      "Doesn't that just sounds pitiful and insecure to other beings?" Her tongue got the best of her again.

      Lorna laughed at what she said. "You don't have to question everything. Like why one of them killed your family. Simply because they are monsters. Born predators."

      Melisca's face turned sour. Somehow, the girl was right. They are just the way they were. But loyalty? Dedication? If those two were broken, does it have to be paid back by life? Just like how her parents ended up dead? When did they choose to let go of what should be their purpose and instead got along with fate even though it leads to each other's destruction?

     Is that how it should be? No. Monsters aren't just monsters by nature. But monsters by their choice. And humans are not an exception. Her mother's side was completely human after all. Yet, they killed her mercilessly.

    Then she just realized, this plan to infiltrate the girl's group and get to the bottom of them may take a while. But either way, she would get to it. No matter how long it takes, she could be killing two monsters with one shot, a taste with their own purpose.

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     The castle-like mansion at the top of the forest mountain grew eerily quiet. Its solid brick walls among hundreds of years remained its original colour of ivory. Having it maintained by professionals. The yellow dim light of lamps surrounding the whole mansion made it looked like a candle-like glow view from afar. The same shade of light from the chandeliers inside, not to irritate the sensitive eyes of the owner.

      "Argon," Ezekiel mumbled when he sensed his friend approaching quietly. He was at the backyard pool. Dipping himself with the freezing temperature of the water. Hoping for the coldness of it to ease his boiling frustration.