The Warrior Inside (Discontinued)

9: In A Hole

I turned to Alva, confused. She looked at me and her eyes held as much confusion as I had. "Who is Diana?" We both asked.
Shaking my head I sighed. "Does Andrew know?"
Alva rubbed her chin, thinking. "Maybe he does. Maybe that's why he went away so quickly. But why? Is it something we shouldn't know?"
I shrugged, my mind felt a little foggy, "I have no clue..."
-OoO-
Alva finsished touring me around. The kingdom was seriously beautiful, I had to admit that. There was parks, gardens, so many trees and flowers.
I was taken back to the palace, when Iros spoke in my head. I don't trust the king. She murmured.
I pulled open the door to the room I was assigned, confused. Why?
She was silent moor a moment. He was missing something.
What? I wanted to yell at her when she didn't respond, but I didn't.
Sighing I sit on my bed. Looking around I saw there were acouple books on a desk, a bathroom, closet, a painting of some wolves on a wall, a window seat, and some other stuff.
Looking closer at the books, I notice something. One was an older looking book that looked like it had a rough time. There was tape holding the book together, and dust covered it.
I get off the bed to get a closer look. The book's title was, the prophecy.
Confused, I carefully grab the book and flip through some pages.
Stuff about a protector, gaurdians... Something about an evil thing.... Pure.... An angel knows something... Diana...
Wait. Hold up.
I go back to the Diana part.
Five hundred years ago there was a girl named Diana. Werewolves didn't understand what she was. She smelled human, but then again, she didn't.
Diana was always going on about a prophecy. No one believed her, and some still don't. But some did, and those people asked her questions.
What are you?
How do you know this?
When will this happen?
Diana was more than happy to answer.
A witch. She told the ones who asked her what she was.
That is something I can't tell you. She responded to the ones who wanted to know how she knew.
This will happen not now. In the future. She told the curious people.
But nothing ever happened. Damage disappeared and never was seen again. But still, to this day, the prophecy hasn't come true.
I stopped reading and rubbed my head. Diana's a witch? Wait, how fid Andrew know Diana? Is it this specific Diana?
My wolf nodded her head.
I need some sleep, my brain is to foggy for this right now.
-Dream
Familiar brown eyes stared at me. I recognized them... But where?
Wait, I remember. It's the eyes from the man in my dream I had. But why am I dreaming this?
I want to take a step forward, but it's like heavy chains are holding me back.
A scrawny boy walked to the man, "Master." The boy bowed. His voice trembled slightly. As if he was afraid. Why would he be afraid.
The dark figure if the man with the eyes turned towards hm. His face scrunched up in disgust as he muttered, "Servant..." He shook his head, almost as if he was disgusted just by talking to the poor boy. "What is it now?" His voice was cold, holding a threat.
The boy, who looked familiar whispered quietly, "I-I wa-wanted to say that I did w-what you asked me t-to do."
I felt sorry for the boy. He looked a little older than me, 19. But he could be 20. His skin hung to his frame, like he hasn't been fed enough. The boy reminded me of the servant I saw in the dungeon place.
The man grumbled, "How did it go, mutt?" I inwardly winced, wanting to run up to the dude and tear his vocal chords out.
The small boy shook a little, "Not good. I didn't get the infor- ahhh!" The boy screamed at the end.
It felt like my heart broke into s million pieces as I watched the evil man slap the boy in the face. I shook in anger I didn't know I had.
Tearing at the invisible chains that bonded me in my spot I broke free. I charged at the man and he looked shocked.
That's when I realize...
The man with no shine in his cold eyes...
The man who had an evil heart...
Wasn't a normal man...
But the king.
-Dream over
Gasping for breath I sit up rapidly, my heart pounding at my chest. I'm shaking, sweating, and more importantly infuriated.
Iris soothes me in my head, We knew he was missing something, that something was off about him. But you need to calm down. Go find Alva.
Why did my wolf trust Alva this much already.
I nod my head at myself before cleaning myself up and heading out the door. Just before I leave the castle, I'm turned around to meet a familiar face.
Tiffany.
She slaps my face, not caring about how others could see. Grabbing my wrist she pulls me into a closet, and locks the door.
Fear explodes in my body and I back into a wall. Tiffany laughs evilly and punched me in my face, successfully breaking my nose.
I hold back a cry as she pushes me into the wall and whispers deadly into my ear, "Watch you back you little sl*t, you may think your safe now, but just wait. You and your little worthless mutt won't be living for much longer."
Anger flowed through me, but for some reason I didn't attack. I just felt empty.
Tiffany leaves, slamming the closet door behind her. Leaving me holding onto my nose, and Iris trying to heal it as fast as she can.
That's when everything returned to me. All my dark thoughts came back. The progress I thought I had made, came crashing down.
No matter what, I'm in a hole. The hole was not only dug up by my mom and brother, my fears, and my bullies. But also by me.
And I don't know if I will ever get out of this.