The Other Side Of Me [Sequel to Faen's Child]

Chapter 11

Chapter 11

The sky was black, but occasional flashes of lightning showed that it held thunderclouds everywhere. It was doing to rain anything soon, but the feeling I had wasn’t at all related to the fear of the approaching rain.

I was fearful –fearful and wary. I knew something was going to happen. Rather, I knew he was going to do something.

I cannot explain how I knew he was going to do something. It was just that idea in my mind –that feeling of resolution and determination in my heart. I knew something was going to happen. I knew he was going to do something, and here I was, sleeping away from the group of us left.

A strike of lightning flash particularly close to me, jolting me. Temporary blindness filled my eyes, but I held my breath and blinked the blindness away furiously. I could feel someone close by. Was it a friend, or an enemy? I could no longer be sure. I had watched so many friends die –I had watched my family die.

Twelve of us were the only ones left. Twelve of us –plus him. I knew he was going to do something heroic, because tomorrow was the big day. We had planned the attack on the vampires carefully, and I had been watching him carefully the entire time. He didn’t know, but I had been watching him, knowing –deep down –that he was planning to run off on his own and end the war tonight.

That was why I was here, waiting in his path. I could not guarantee that I could stop him, but I had to know what he planned to do –why he wanted to do this without us. We were the only ones left. It wahttp://www.wattpad.com/mystories?compose=true&id=19884054s us, or die. How could he think of doing it alone?http://www.wattpad.com/mystories?compose=true&id=19884054

I stand up cautiously from the rock I’d been leaning on, taking a few careful steps out. We were hiding by a cliff, and right below us were –well –the vampires. We had figured that the best place to hide was right beneath the enemies’ noses, and it had been an advantage to us so far.

Below, I saw the lights and the tents. I wasn’t aware that the vampires needed light –but I realized that the light must be for their servants –their human servants. There was a time where we Faens were in that camp, as their servants. But no. The fate of all Faens now hung on our shoulders. The twelve of us –we were going to fight for ourselves.

There was a rustle in the bushes, and I spun around, pulling my power to me. I called to my element, but did not make it shown as I waited for the intruder to come. He walked out into the moonlight’s shine, and there he was –the man I was waiting for.

“I knew you would try to do things on your own, Cynus. You cannot hide anything past me.” I lowered my hands, smiling slightly smugly. It was an understatement if you said I knew Cynus well. Cynus was my best friend –my buddy since we were young. I had accompanied through his troubles. He had constantly repeatedly told me that if I were a female, he would have long married me.

It made him sound like he was slight gay, but we were always the best of buddies.

“Of course I can’t. I expected you to be waiting. Just not here. Not so close to the vampires.” He smoothed down the creases in his shirt, taking a breather from the heavy run he must have made from our camp till here.

“We are going to die anyway, it feels better to know that I once stood over them, and I could have rained fire on them from here.” I grinned when he gave an amused tilt of his lips at my prideful words. I had always been the guy who shot of his mouth, but Cynus had always been the one doing. He made up for my boastful words while I made up for his lack of confident speeches. In other words, he was my hands and I was his mouth.

“And I’m sure you would have done significant damage, Hugo. I’m sure you would.” Cynus agreed –though we both knew he sounded unconvinced at all. We were dealing with an army of vampires. More than half of the world’s vampires were here –and there were only twelve of us left. Sure, we had Cynus, the Faen’s Child –but it was still an army of vampires.