~Blaze~
I could see a little camp as we walked over the Winstone Hill. It was very ancient and medievil looking. "So what did you say my mothers name was?" I asked Sparky as we approached the camp.
"La Zenna Mrillincra."
I chuckled. "Bit of a mouthful."
There was many Strigoi's walking around, it would be impossible without asking to know which one was my mother.
So I decided to ask a lady who was brewing something in a coldrin over a fire. She stared at me on my approach. Her face horror striken before I even opened my mouth she pointed to a tent behind me.
I turned around to see a woman casually putting out some laundry. If I didn't know I was in bloodsuckers territory this could of looked a normal scene.
"Excuse me, are you La Zenna?"
The lady looked up and her face wasn't horrified only extremly surprised.
"Oh my, Inferno." she gasped.
I laughed awkwardly. "It's Blaze, not Inferno."
She bowed her head. "Of course, you have changed."
"Got older."
Sparky looked up me which I ignored.
"It has been so long."
"Years."
"Infern-I mean Blaze, I'm so sorry for what I done to you."
I shook my head. "Crap happened, but it doesn't matter. I came to meet you."
Tears fell from her cheeks.
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Shadow Souls
Teen FictionMost people has a secret. A secret that they are afraid to share as if the person they told didn't accept it, it could have extreme consequences for them. Blaze Apocalypse also has this issue. He is a Wolf Hybrid and can't bring himself to tell his...
