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Secrets Revealed

Secrets Revealed

Jeff is staring at his glass of beer while I stared at him with a questioning gaze. Since he called me to meet up with him in here, that only means that he held the answers I've been looking for. But why didn't he tell me? There must be a preety good damn reason or else I'll flip shit. We're seated at one of the tables near the bar, and seriously if someone didn't know better they'll think that this is some bromance but no this is serious shit.

Quiet Jeff never fails to scare me, this guy is hyper let me tell you and the kind of guy that doesn't ran out of words and stories to say. The bar was filled with pedophile drunktards hitting to those teen girls who's possibly able to enter the bar with them flashing. If you know what I mean. Meanwhile Jeff and I can enter because of fake I.D.'s no biggie.

Jeff finally looked up to me and just stared at me. His face neutral, eyes hard and lips pursed.
I straighten up and says "Tell me Jeff, did you know all along?" He turned his head to the other side and nods while taking a sip of his beer and mumbled "Yes". I stared at him long and hard feeling my anger rose up bit by bit. He clears his throat and started talking "I have reasons Jack." He paused and continues "I have a story to tell you" He sighed looking a bit remorseful.
"If that's the way how you will tell me this secrets then no Jeff, tell me stop beating around the bush." He bit his lip and nodded.

"You're an important person Jack." He shakes his head and continued "You're meant to do a lot of things, to protect the throne and to protect the seal." "You're speaking in riddles, What seal?" "I don't know what the seal is, Jack. You should be asking Louise about it." What's Louise have to do with this? As if speaking my thoughts Jeff answered "Enough with Louise, We're talking about you." Jeff grabed both of my hands and squeezes it making pain ereupt through my whole body. Jeffs' black eyes stared at my green ones. His eyes brought shivers down my spine as it stared intently into me. White dots surrounds my vision as images started to play in my head.

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The fire slowly swallowed up the mansion making Elliza cried out. Elliza cradled her small new born son into his chest as Llyr, her husband tried all his might to throw away all the fire. They made their way through the exit as a big plank of wood fell againts Llyr and Elliza. The woman screamed as the wood hit both of them, her grip to her baby tightens as she saw her husband bled his head to death. She screamed and sobbed as she stared at her man. All of this is happening to fast and her head cannot grasp it. But the image of her husband will be forever imprinted in her mind. It's sick and traumatic.

The woman cried feeling hopeless as her hands are full and cannot make any move to remove the wood. The wood is seated at the mans head breaking it and also at the womans legs smashing it and no doubt making her disable to walk for her whole life. Smoke filled the room as the woman coughed, eyes blurred but all can she see is her husband lying infront of her and her baby who's been crying for the past few hours.

The woman didn't took notice to her impaled leg as she screamed for help, she lied down and breathed deeply. Tounges of fire licked at her and burned her. The agony she felt is indescribable, she can't breathe from the smoke and her tears from crying into her dead husband and for the safety of her baby. Her eyes blured again with tears and with the thick blanket of smoke making for her impossible to see anything, but she saw a silhouette, a man's silhouette.

"Elliza! Let's get out in here!" "I can't my leg!!" She cried. The man used his magic and gesture his hand lifting and making the big plank of wood float in the air. The man gasped as he saw Llyr lying cold dead on the floor and became more worried as he saw Ellizas' legs. Right leg folded into a sick twisted position, with her bones almost poking out of her skin, while the left leg looks so dearranged with thick crimson blood covering it. The man, carried Elliza and made his way to the exit.

He slowly laid Elliza into the floor covered with dirt and grass. Elliza is crying her eyes out as she screamed for her husband. All she can think is, how Llyr tried all his might to save them and she can't do a single thing to return the favor. She's a damn witch for heavens sake. She just stared at him as his life passed by. It's all her fault, if she's not such a wimp.

Elliza stared at the man who's cradling her and realized that he's her brother. Her breath became rigged and raspy as she fought to stay conscious, she's loosing huge amount of blood. Her brother looked at her paled face, dead eyes, cold and cracked lips. The sight brought tears into Marcus eyes as he stared more, he's losing his dearest sister. His sister croaked and whispers "Protect him, don't raise him in our world full of chaos and lingering filthy, greedy witches. Protect him from that, Marcus. Protect him and save him just like what you did today. Make him innocent from all this."

Her eyes slowly drooped and finally life passed her. His sister slowly turned into dust as wind blew it away. Marcus stared at dust flew as it flew. He lost her. The only family he has. He picked up the baby and cradled him. How can he keep all of this to Ellizas son? He stared at the baby in his arms. Dark hair, round face and button like nose. He can't continue to describe the baby. As it seems like he's describing his dead sisters face.
He sighed and let out a few tears. That kid is his nephew and Marcus is about to keep this all from the child. The chaos, the struggles, greed and their world.

"Hi, Alexander."

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"You're my cousin..."

All I know right now is things is about to go downhill.

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Things I'm feeling right now is... Betrayal, Pain and disappointment. I know, what's bad about your best bud being your cousin?
Jeffs been there for me, especially the times when the only strand of sanity left in me feels like breaking. He's there. For years of our friendship, he never told me anything. He stayed innocent. He fake innocent. From years of searching and wanting the answers I have in mind is right just under my nose. Marcus, Jeffs father who I thought that's not quite fond of me is my uncle. The reason he's avoiding me is that, he can't look at me straight in the eyes and see his only beloved sister. I understand all of this but I'll need time to grasp everything and pride won't let me do anything. As hard it is to admit.

I walked along the streets heading towards my house. The street lights are dimmed, few couples walking, kissing. That would be me and Louise someday. I pulled out the key from my pocket and open the door. Jason is drinking his beer while May, my foster mother is nowhere to be seen. Jason look at me and beckons me to come to him with his finger. "C'mere son."
Son? He never calls me son. Maybe when I was 5, but surely not often because I can't remember it. Ahhhh he wants money. If I forgot to mention, there's this old couple that has taken to quite like me. They are also veterinarians. They own a pet shop, my work there is to groom. Yes grooming, lame I know but the pay is nice and they always feed me. They're like my grandparents I never had. And wet look really makes me look hot so girls are another benefit from that job. Too bad there's only one girl I want. The queen.

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Quite a lame chappy, I know.
(Chappy 6 part II is nxt) Stay tuned!
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-MadameMoustache