Supine

33 4 0
                                    

* Flash back*

My magic wont work on these enchanted chains. I scream "So you can throw me to the wolves. Tomorrow I will come back, leader of the whole pack. Beat me black and blue . Every wound will shape me. Every scar will build my throne" I see a man in a Madge hood. Sparks projecting from his right and flames projecting from the left. They twirl together and engulf me. I feel my powers draining. He says with a deep old voice. "This wont be over even after your death soul keeper" The last thing I see are witches and warlocks surrounding me as I drain out to ashes as the witch I am my last words are "In the middle of the night when the wolves come out, they will  be headed straight for your heart like a bullet in the dark. One by one of ya cunts, they they will take you down. You will run and hide, but we ain't goin' down without a fight. I can hear them now calling for you"  Then I am red ash. dead... For a now. 

*Present time*

I wake up with the weight on my shoulders. I see HARRY! I have not seen him since we were both human. I grab his long body and hug... I get a flash....I see him, fangs out, attacking my fellow wolves. I hear Zayn pipe up "Hug the guy who killed you before you hug me." He looks down. ZAYN! Now I know why I felt like I had more with them than I should have. Why are they both in the same place? This never ends well. 

My mind is filled with memories that cant be real. I am so happy to see them and know but I have to get out of here. I wipe the dried blood from my face unsuccessfully and run. I look back. They squirrel away...they know.

I run home and hold on to the door as I shut it back ageist the wall. I need to talk to Sam.

Sam in her room talking to Louis... FUCK...He is a vampire. Not entirely bad but still...

When she gets off the phone she snaps "Hey stranger, you haven't even been in school... Why are you covered in blood?" I was not prepared for that question. "I have some stuff to tell you and your going to think I have been tripping on acid but I have not and hear me out" She laughs and gives me an odd look. "Go on" she says confused. 

"I am a soul keeper and I guess my soul is infected by devils" She bursts out laughing out the water she drank "Yeah your trip----" "No hear me out" I snap. "In the lake Harry made me remember. I started off as a girl playing with black magic. I died in a grave yard playing with black magic. 100's of years ago. Little did I know that magic would make me come back as a witch and I could remember me playing with magic. I had cast a spell not even real witches could conjour. I got into war with the magical ones for the spell I had buried in my mind with my human grave. I knew when they killed me the werewolves would come. I have always had spells up my sleeve. How I do not know, must have been my black magic playing as a human. I came back as ware wolf as intended. I find my pack. I fall in love with Zayn. We went to war with the magical ones. I died in the fight...I thought. My next life was with Harry. Human. Happy, no drama...until I remembered my past lives because of Zayn. It was just a small nose bleed at that time when I remembered.  He didn't believe me but stayed. Until the witches brought a vampire to our place. They say only a vampire can doom a soul keeper. When Harry died I cast my warewolf spell. No need to live as a human without him. Little did I know he was still alive. As a vampire. The wolves and vampires were in a war and the vampires were on the magical ones side. Harry killed me as a ware wolf. Because of the war? Or because Zayn survived the last fight and was by my side? Now I'm here. Covered in more blood than usually happens once all my lives come to me. And that is the short story "

Sam sits and takes it all in. "Lets go to bed and talk about this tomorrow. You need to shower." I can tell she does not really believe me but after time. She will know. I can show her. I have proof. But I do need to wash this dried blood off me. I feel like I am sleepwalking but it is not a dream like these memories use to be. 

LimerenceWhere stories live. Discover now