Chapter 10

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A/N-Raven above. I just remembered I never posted a pic of her.

Raven POV

A tomb. The swamp has a tomb in it. Did Ami know about it? I felt his hands on my shoulders. I reached for them, linking our fingers together. Who's buried there? For some reason, I'm drawn to that tomb. I want to know why.

"Little Raven?" Amon said, giving my fingers a little squeeze.

I looked up at him. "Who's buried there?"

"The wife of the previous demon King."

"Do you know how she died?"

He sighed, looking at the tomb. "A human man who wanted her but was denied her. So he killed her out of spite and jealousy."

Pulling away from him, I gasped. She was killed. Why would someone be killed just because another couldn't have them? Amon must have sensed the way I was feeling. He wrapped his arms around me, pulling me into a hug.

"Ami, take me closer. I want to get closer." I said.

He nodded and lifted me up. He squatted before jumping. For a brief second it felt like we were flying. He landed with a heavy thump on the furthest island. He placed me on my feet.

Without a second thought, I moved towards the tomb. Reaching out, I touched the cold stone. It may sound strange, but i felt as though the person died unhappy. I understand that she was killed but I get the feeling that she was unbearably sad before her death.

Suddenly an image of an olive skin woman flashed through my mind. She had long dark brown hair and eyes so light brown they looked like the sun. She was laughing happily in the vision. She looked so beautiful. No wonder the man killed her. She really was beautiful.

Out of no where, I felt as though I was being drawing into the tomb. Trying to grab hold of Amon, I found that he wasn't there any more. He left me. Crying out for him, I tried to wrench free from the dark, spider like hands that were pulling me in. Darkness engulfed me.

When the darkness parted, I found myself..... in the village? Huh? How did I get here? There must be something wrong with my eyes. Everything was in a sepia shade. Rubbing my eyes, I tried to clear my vision. It didn't work. Everything remained the same. Glancing around I tried to locate Amon. But I couldn't see him. I couldn't feel him anywhere. Where is he?

Shaking off the feeling of abandonment, I made my way silently through the village to my tiny hut. Standing in front of it, I blinked. The area where my hut should have been, was empty. Where is my hut? Where is my home?! Oh my god!

The village chief did this! I just know he did. Not able to take it anymore, I turned on my heel and marched to the head priest house. They are weird but he should be able to help a little. At least I hope. In my rush, I didn't see the woman walking towards me. It was too late to stop so I braced myself for the impact.

An impact that never came. The woman walked right through me. It felt like a cold chill passed through me. I turned my head to look at the woman's retreating figure. Her tan skin shone like polished brass, her long dark brown hair hung in waves down to her hips. I'm sure her eyes are the same light brown as the other villagers.

Deciding to trail the woman, I followed her. She kept looking over her shoulder several times. It was like she suspected she was being followed. Well other than by me. She ducked into the forest where my hut was normally located. She walked all the way to the waterfall where Amon and I usually met by.

On one of the moss covered rocks that surrounded the basin, a man sat there, looking into the pool. Upon hearing her approach, he looked up, a smile forming on his lips. He had low cropped black hair, pale skin and deep blue eyes. Actually his eyes looked the same colour as my blue eye.

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