~ Rhaenys Vissera, blood witch ~
Orchid, Morgana, Tala, Callum, Yurika, Oriana. Now, the eleven of us are walking through this hellish place called the Darkscape. We speak sometimes, but not too much, as to not attract too much attention. We may have many people now, but still. Monsters are lurking about.
Haakon and Callum walk beside each other, talking in low voices about any kind of idea as to what to do next. Orchid and Morgana walk hand in hand, and I realize they must be mates. Kai and Mithra are silent, also walking together, holding hands. Tala and Yurika are beside each other, and I wonder how exactly a helcat and a werewolf are together in that way. They might also be a couple, but I'm not sure.
Callidora and Oriana both step up beside me, both girls smile my way.
"Yes?" I ask them.
"Oh, just feeling like an outlier," says Callidora. She shakes her head, glancing back at the others.
"Same," mutters Oriana. The demi-demon brushes a lock of curly brown hair over her shoulder. She's got amber eyes and she's a beautiful and curvy Black young woman. Or she could be older, it's hard to tell with demi-demons. I can see hellfire in her eyes, and Oriana smirks at me. "Maybe we could change that?"
"What do you have in mind?" I ask.
Callidora shrugs. "Dunno, what did you have in mind, Oriana?"
Just as Oriana opens her mouth, a horrible shriek fills the woods. We all stop, listening as the sound fades, replaced then with more screams and shouting in the distance. Oriana inches forward, stepping in front of me.
"Banshee."
Another blood-curdling scream, followed by more and more softer shrieks. But that isn't all. Because then, from above, a terrible roar shakes the very ground below us. We all stumble, and Mithra falls against Kai. Haakon swears loudly, and Callum scans the sky, his own amber eyes moving fast, as only a vampire can.
"Fucking shit," Haakon growls, stepping up beside us. The warlock flicks his wrists, and two curved axes form in his outstretched hands. He smiles at me, then looks back up. "Something tells me this is bad."
"A Banshee and a dragon," says Oriana. "Of course."
"Not just those two," murmurs Orchid. "Oh no .... here they come."
"Here what comes?!" Callidora demands, her talons and scorpion tail forming.
Just then, the ground trembles. There is a low hum, and a loud hiss. We all stand there, but we are being herded into a circle. The eleven of us are silent as the ground ripples with dozens of creatures below the earth. We watch in shock as, all at once, dozens of creatures burst free of the forest floor.
"Fucking serious?!" Haakon yells as the monsters shamble forward, decaying bodies clawing at us. "I thought these fuckers weren't real!"
"Oh, they're very real," murmurs Oriana. "And now? Now, we must face them."
Gnashing teeth, clicking claws, grayed and decayed flesh and bones, and the smell of rot and blood.
We are surrounded by fucking zombies.
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The Blood Witch
FantasyWhen you come from the bloodthirsty gods and goddesses, you become bloodthirsty yourself. When they force you to feel their power, or either make your life a hellish experience in order to get what they want from you, chances are, you'll do what the...
