Defenders of Destiny Bk 1: Destiny Begins

Old Friends Become New Again.

Warning ⚠️: This book contains graphic content. Viewer discretion is advised.

Two weeks later.

The wind billowed through Alaric's thick jacket as he took a long drag from the rolled item in his hand.

Sirens wailed in the distance reminding him of his home but he felt no trace of remorse at abandoning his realm.

This was home now.

Or... It would be. There was nothing left for him in his own realm. Not now.

"Those kill you, y'know?" A females voice caused a sigh to rumble from his chest. He didn't need to turn around to figure out who exactly was talking to him. He could never forget the voice of someone who he had once called a friend.

"So you found it too, huh? That's to be expected. You always were nosy." Alaric grumbled before taking another long inhale, neon green eyes taking in the sights below with his enhanced vision.
It was beautiful here. He liked it. Mira would like it here too...

Alaric sighed heavily as he stood up to turn and face the familiar woman who gave him a look of distaste.

She was rather attractive with black hair that was cut long over her eyes while the rest was tied into two low hanging buns on either side of her head. Her eyes a vibrant yellow, barely concealed beneath her dark hair as they glowed in the darkness. Her waterlines were lined with thick black eyeliner as she had always worn for as long as he could remember, ending in an elegant wing.
Her curved figure was barely concealed beneath a black crop top and a pair of black ripped leggings. His eyes flicked to where a dark purple tail ending in a long black spike whipped around ominously from where she was attempting to hide it from beneath a long black trench coat. But he knew she was annoyed or else she would've been successful at concealing her mutation. She wore black bands around her wrists, Alaric remembering just how much she had regretted not wearing them the first time she used the black whip that hung from a studded belt on her hips.

She was incredibly pale to the point that she almost seemed to glow in the dim light from below but Alaric knew it was due to the lack of sun in their realm.

"And actually this has the opposite effect. What do you want, Satana?" Alaric took one last drag before flicking his roach away, not bothering to watch it fall as he kept his irritated gaze on Satana.

"My friends back. But it's a bit too late for that, isn't it?" Her words received no reaction from the male who just continued to glare at her with the same annoyed expression that he had maintained throughout their conversation.

"That's not on me. Maybe if you'd been there for her when she needed you, she wouldn't have wiped out the entire meta population." Alaric's harsh tone visibly struck a raw nerve for Satana who immediately narrowed her eyes dangerously, the yellow hue seeming to darken as her pupils narrowed into slits but he wasn't scared in the slightest.

He was untouchable and she knew it... But he himself knew better than to think she wouldn't at least try to break a few of his bones before she allowed him to chastise her over the past.

"Coming from you? That's hilarious. Considering you ran away to an entirely different realm to escape what you did? What you've become? Sounds to me like you're harboring some guilt, rocky." Alaric released a harsh bark of laughter which only enraged Satana further as she took a warning step towards him, her tail raising from beneath her jacket but he completely ignored her threat as he sneered at her.

"I've always been like this. My only regret is that I didn't end that monster's miserable existence sooner... Before she murdered everyone and ruined innocent people's lives." Alaric sneered at Satana's rage, watching as she clenched her hands into fists. He knew he was pushing her too far but he didn't care... What could she do to him that would actually hurt him? Pain wasn't something he feared.