THE KORA CHRONICLES: Her Chosen Fate

death of a sister

Out of the bushes came an old woman....oh when I say old....I mean old...she had ragged clothes and saggy eyes....her hair was a dirty gray like clouds that talk of a violent storm and she had wrinkles all over she almost looked like a crumpled up paper

Literally I was the only one who was not holding a weapon against this fragile woman who was at the mercy of death

"Who are you??" Mulan demanded

The old hag didn't even flinch or give any kind of response. ...
Made me wonder if she had any teeth left

"Maybe we could all just drop our weapons and have a peaceful talk ...aye....she's harmless...she's a poor old woman" I said

"I'm a better version of poor and old" Luna said through her teeth, her eyes not moving from the old hag

Alright. ...maybe her whole clan was against her and her mother was trying to kill her....yeah poor her so what.....and she was as OLD as the moon itself. ....okay....maybe....but still

"I don't think she means any harm...we can just keep on moving....or maybe she knows a shorter way to the village here....we could ask her...she couldn't have moved far from there"

That idea stroke everyone and they all reluctantly drew their weapons away....
After the situation was under control I slowly moved towards the old woman trying to make a safe approach so she wouldn't run away or collapse to the ground
I gave her a friendly smile and she inturn opened her hollow dark toothless mouth and screamed her guts out

I couldn't believe what I heard. ...that was the same screech we had heard about five minutes ago....
My eyes went wide as I staggered back and fell on my butt trying to cover my ears from all that defeaning sound...
All of us were struggling to get away from her since it felt like she was trying to make our ears bleed

Luna threw her dagger at her and she disappeared while the dagger planted itself on a tree

Even after the screams disappeared. ...I couldn't hear anything for the first five seconds until we all had the strength to get up

"What in the ancient Goddess was that??" Luna barked in an outrage

I guess it's because her dagger didn't land where she wanted it to

"That's a banshee" Morena said in a raspy grief stricken voice

There was a deadly silence among us....
I knew what a banshee prophesied and I was not prepared to loose the little number I had with me...not Mulan...not Morena...not Luna....not Jay and definitely not the Princes

My mind drifted to Morena who was still not well and was leaning on Estevan for support the whole journey since the encounter with her sisters

I knew I was not alone when thinking that...she didn't look bad but she wasn't getting any better....I started to think the song was still replaying in her head

"Let's keep moving....we have no time to figure out who goes next" Mulan said almost heartlessly and emotionless

But I'd rather call that determination and stamina...on her way she dropped a dagger and she didn't even notice....that was so unlike Mulan...she noticed every single tiny thing
Estevan picked it up and rushed it to her

"Thank you" she mumbled and took it from him

She froze though as her eyes landed on that dagger...it was rusty and ugly but the beautiful curved jade handle was still lavish
I saw her hands trembling and we all became concerned as she went down on her knees

Jay was the first person to get to her...Luna looked at her with something like sympathy or pitty which rarely showed on her face....she seemed to know what was happening unlike the rest of us