A Hidden Secret

Chapter VIII

    The door opens slowly. Elizabeth walks in on us kissing. We both blush and I slowly break away from Angel's grasp. Angel still hasn't taken notice of her. 

- "Isabelle, wha---"

-  "Sh. Look."

     By now my face is most likely fully red. I point with my eyes to Lizzy and then look down. A bit embarrassed I sit on bed. 

- "Oh, uhm, hi."

      He leaves the room a bit awkwardly. He too feels the tension and cannot stand it. 'Great, now I have to explain every fucking thing.'  I groan, knowing very well I have betrayed my love, Yaksha, for Angel. 'Screw it all!' 

- "Anyways! Arianna, it is obvious you like each other. Why doesn't he ask you out?"

- "Because, Elizabeth, there is more to me that no one will ever know."

- "You kill for fun. You have precise attacks, your murders are finesse. You aren't human."

- "Yes I am! I am no dark creature, or monster. I am a beautiful human! I'm no angel, demon, werewolf, zombie, lycan, pixie, dragon, air-bender, et cetera. I am a regular human who enjoys killing."

- "I don't believe you. But fine. Keep lying to yourself that you are human. A human will be going crazy with all the killing you do. It's inhuman to murder."

- "You fucktard! Why did you even cross my path!?"

- "I didn't ask for this! Your idiotic self kidnapped me!"

- "I have been meaning to mu------"

     I stop myself from saying the rest. I'd rather not scare her off. She may be used as bait. Or protection. Who knows. Doesn't matter.

- "What? I hate it when you stop yourself in the middle of a sentence. Can't you just damn explain everything?"

- "No! There are just some things in life that cannot be said, ok? Damn it!"

     I feel heat. Everything's done. There's nothing left to live, but kills."

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       'Huh?' I am a half-demon, yes, I am cold-hearted, but there's only one person---- well girl, that I love most, Isabelle. An ordinary name. Isabelle Justice. The sound of it gives me chill, and warmth. 'Why am I being freed? Wha-what is going on?"

      One of the guys that held me captive comes to me. His face is serious as he holds onto my chains. 

- "You have been betrayed finally. We told you this. 'Once betrayed by one who you love dearly, the chains will unlock.' You may leave now, Yaksha, but you can't harm us, otherwise you will die. Your chains are freed. Now you must go to your love, hope they love you back and agree to bear you a child within one and a half year. This child must then be sacrificed by a dark creature at the age of twelve, when he is starting to lose his innocenc and is very naïve.Otherwise, the spell will remain and you will never be able to be free again. You wont feel anything but pain and sorrow. Yaksha, we warned you, and yet you failed. I hope you are wiser this time. Good luck."

      He throws me outside. I don't know what to do anymore. I'm far from Isabelle, who is most likely still in New Jersey, visiting New York's broadway from time to time. 

      Oh, how much she loves theater and wishes to one day be in a show. Isabelle is a wonderful actress, and will do better than perfect if she does get a part. I would do anything to watch her. She's worth so much to me. I am actually glad that I'mnot a full demon. I don't need to rely on souls like my brother, Darius, who is a full demon. I am half-human (because of my mother) and half-demon (because of my father). 

      I have no idea where to go. I wander around the area. 'I should probably go to the train station. I might have some luck there.'

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      I push Lizzy out of the room. I don't need her bothering me right now. I slam the door shut, wanting privacy, wishing Yaksha was here to cuddle. I told you, even though I murder relentlessly, i have a soft spot. I begin to cry, not for myself, but for the lives I took, the families left without them, the dangers dark creatures bring. 

     I begin to fear if I am a dark creature. Elizabeth is right. A human won't be able to remain sane knowing they have murdered so many others. Maybe being a dark creature isn't as bad as I think. I mean, look at Yaksha. He's sweet, handsome, protective, yet he is a half-demon. What if i am a half dark creature, and half human? My humanity gives me empathy towards my victims and my dark sid allows me to remain serene and still be able to kill. 'Why am I thinking of this now? What is this supposed to mean? I better not b going to a war of some sort. Hm...'

    I stand up and walk to the mirror, staring at my face for a long time. The mirror begins to glow and it alters my face. It turns creepier but still beautiful. My eyes go ice blue, my skin becomes pale and stress veins pop out for a bit. My hair becomes pitch black. I look differen't, but I don't feel differen't. 

     Next thing I know, the mirror glows a different colour and my form shifts again. This time, it's like a wolf, just not as cute. It's more of like a demon wolf, black fur, bright blue. hypnotizing eyes. Claws come out instead of nice, delicate nails. A lycan and a vampire. A hybrid. 

     For those who don't know what a vampire is, they are dark creatures, born of witchcraft and demons. Their main passion is blood. Over time, there has been many stereo-types of them. No, vampires don't sparkle in the sun, but it does drain them of energy. Vampires do prefer the warmth though. They DESPISE the cold weather. No, they can't fly, but they have the ability to jump higher and farther than a human. Their senses are greater than those of any other creature alive, besides the lycans and demons. They prefer the night time, since it isn't so hot and they hope it isn't too cold. 

      New born vampires are made when a vampire exchanges blood with a human. No, vampires don't have to kill their prey just to drink their blood. Yes, vampires are interested in hearing stories about their species, whether it is true or not. Newborn vampires are most sensitive, especially to the sun, specifically at dawn, when the sun shines the brightest, then at sunset, when it shines the richest. It takes a vampire at least a century to get used to their new form of being. For Isabelle, it took only a decade. She doesn't really know she is a vampire so she has "gotten used to" her form fairly quickly.  Vampires can die by taking a stake at the heart, but because it punctures the heart, letting it pop and a blood cot forms in the lungs ending the vamp's breathing. Of course there's a possible chance they can heal, but it will take long if they have ordinary vamp blood. The first generation vampires are the strongest, it is known that only two are currently alive. 

      Lycans. Ah lycans. A lycan is NOT a werewolf. The difference between them is that a lycan can transform into a (big version) of a wolf when it gets the impulse to. It is stronger and usually stays wit a pack, of course, there have been rare cases when they go off on their own. A werewolf transforms into a half human/wolf creature under a full moon, unwillingly. Just like vampires, Lycans tend to be stronger when they are the first-born, and their form slowly alters as it gets passed down onto other humans. Lycans have a stronger immunity to silver objects than the werewolves. They also have access to powerful jaws and razor-sharp fangs and claws, making then deadly close-quarters combatants. Isabelle was originally a Lycan, of course she didn't know, and when attacked by a vampire, she turned a hybrid. The vampire secretly poured his blood into hers, wanting to see what would happen to a Lycan. She is a mix of dark creatures, that is why, she will come to hate the word "hybrid". 

      I look around, I hear my heart beating rapidly. I just saw myself into differen't forms, I am quite shocked at the moment. 'This is not-- what's going on?! Why is this happening?'