Cursed

Dream

I'm standing in a dark place with nothing to see but a darkness. Even with my heightened senses, I still can't make out a single thing around me. Warm breath fanned my neck and I turn to the side only to see the endless pitch black the surrounds me. My heart beats faster as the unfamiliar feeling crawls into my skin, sinking into my flesh and creeping into my bones, I shivered involuntarily.

I took a step forward, not even sure if i'm moving at all. Not caring where my feet will take me, I continued on walking, the same unfamiliar feeling still creeping on my bones and little by little like the step i'm taking, I began to realize this unfamiliar feeling, still not knowing where i'm heading in this depth of darkness, I was suddenly pulled back by a hand that yanked my arm with its extended claws digging on my skin. I yelp in surprise and in pain that I haven't felt in a long time. I tried grabbing the hand on my arm with my free hand but before I made contact with it, the hand disappeared and I only touched my own bleeding flesh. I whipped around me trying to find the owner of the hand, only to come face to face with the same endless darkness that surrounds me.

A cynical laughter floated around me echoing throughout the darkness, goosebumps erupted on my arms as I recognize the unfamiliar feeling that's been eating me for awhile now, it was.... fear.

I was afraid.

After a very long time I was afraid again.

"Hello" said the deep voice that sounds awfully familiar. "Hello my dear Scarlet..." the voice continued. I remain silent. "You better hurry my dear time is running out-" my heart beats faster and it felt like it was gonna leap out of my chest any time now
"-please hurry my dear."

Suddenly the darkness began to fade as the reflection of the moon eased the darkness around me. The darkness seem to melt as the trees began grow before my eyes the pack house slowly formed before me and the ground move taking me away from the backyard to the forest. I can feel eyes burning on my skin, following me at the direction on where the ground was taking me.

I let it happen. It was familiar. It was the same dream.

Then, I was on the river. The crystal clear water that's reflecting the light of the moon flows soundlessly along the stones of the river lines. Then I heard sounds coming from my side and I turn to look at it. And it was like watching my own memory play before my very own eyes, because there in front of me are two silhouettes that even though it was not very clear, I can still identify it whatever my mind was playing I will definitely remember this part of my memory.

I can see myself kissing someone, someone I longed for a very long time. My heart constricts as I watch myself kiss my mate. I watched as they embrace each other, I watch as I kissed his scarred face, and I watch as he fell on the ground unconscious. A lone tear fell on my cheek as the memory of me disappeared and be replaced with the same mysterious shadow that haunts me every time I close my eyes at night.

The shadow extended his hand as if motioning for me to take it. I hesitantly took a step forward slowly lifting my hand for him to take but before it made contact with him a shrill sound echoed around my making my ears hurt. I drop on the ground with my hands covering my ears. It didn't made any difference, I can still hear it loud and clear. I closed my eyes tightly as I feel like my ears are gonna explode from the sound. After some time the sound subsided and I opened my eyes only to find two bloody eyes staring right in front of my own. I leap back with a shriek and landed hard on the giant root of a tree. I whimpered from the pain but it was immediately forgotten as I stared at the man in front of me.

His face was shadowed and I can't see anything on his face. "Do not make the same mistake she did a very long time ago Scarlet. The consequences are greater than you think." I frown at him and he shook his head at me. He pointed at the side and I turn to look at myself in the arms of Austin.

My eyes widen as I look at myself cry on his arms and it feels so wrong yet so right at the same time. I shook my head and turn to the man.

But this time, my blood runs cold and my face turned pale as I stared at the man before me.

It can't be. After thousands of years, different books and old pictures, I will never forget his face for he has played a big part on history of werewolves.

He smiled sympathetically at me, I gaped at him in shock "we will meet soon, my dear." He said and vanished into the thin air.

"Azmaveth"

I opened my eyes, sweat dripping from my forehead. My chest heaving up and down, I tried calming my breath but I can't do anything to calm myself. My clothes are soaking wet with sweat. The cold air hit my body making me shiver. The sheets of the bed feels cold and crumpled below me and my blanket tangled on my feet. I turn to look at the place where Austin should be, but no one was there. He was gone.

And I was alone.

And I never noticed my bleeding arm.

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So does someone here still remember Azmaveth?

I know I deleted his part here but you will meet him soon!

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