Emerald

Chapter 3- Holla Holla Hold up!

Emeralds POV:

Mate. I can smell him from here. Like newly fallen rain and man. It was intoxicating, addictive. Who was he? The moonlight shined down on me, reflecting off of my black spotted with grey fur. I creped around the schoolyard towards his scent. I heard muffled grunts of familiar men. The men I worked with. Shit. Why where they here? Are they hurting my mate? I swear to god, if they lay a finger on him I would tear them a new one.

I peeked around the corner and saw the men; Hadrian and Senka, carrying a red-haired boy towards a van. But I knew it was glamour. That wasn’t any van. It was a S.T, or a shadow teleporter. It turns you into a shadow, before making you disappear completely, only to become a shadow and appear somewhere else, usually depending on where you want to go.

“Fuck, this kid needs to lay off the donuts,” I heard Hadrian curse.

“Yeah, no shit, he needs to go on the biggest loser!”

I scoffed, please, my mate is hot! I can see those abs, glistening in the moonlight, like stars, shinning for all to see. Wimps, I rolled my eyes, they were just jealous wimps, and I could see why. I mean WOW! Holy baby Jesus in a manger he was hot! He looked like a red headed Channing Tatum, only hotter!

Wait, what were those assholes doing touching him? What… Oh meh Gawd! Those arse-hats are kidnapping him! But why the hell would they do that, unless… ah shit. This guy must be Tim-Tim, the guy we were ordered to kidnap and present to BB (Big Boss). It’s not like any of us wanted to do what we do. BB took something from all of us, and until we cooperate, we aren’t getting them back. Fucking blackmail.

FLASHBACK:

My father was a noble man, once he figured what BB was doing he purposely got himself killed on a dangerous mission. He had claimed that ‘I would rather kill myself than let that men control me’. My mother, grief stricken, couldn’t take his leaving. Apparently, despite the fact that us kids were still there, she felt abandoned. Suicide was her escape. Since then, I couldn’t help but feel anger towards both mum and dad. They left us. I still love them, but they left us. Dying wasn’t their choice to make. They had a family to consider. And you have to wonder, how much can they really love you if they can make the split-second decision to leave everything so easily?

After my parents died, Jax, my twin brother, had to take over the family. He was always there, no matter what. But then BB took him too. He died trying to protect me. He didn’t want me to go through what he had to go through. BB had forced Jaxon to do his will, threatening to kill me, to ensure he went through with it. He did what he had to, and if it kept me safe, even if it meant killing people, it didn’t matter. He only realized how wrong what he was doing was when he was sent out to kill a girl. She was only 4 years old. There was no reason to kill those people, they were innocents. BB did it to prove that he had control, that he was in charge, and he did a damn good job. He scared everyone shitless and into submission. Jaxon couldn’t kill the little girl, but he’d already killed her parents. So instead, he took the little girl and ran. She’s not just any girl anymore. She’s my little sister.

 BB hated us because we were powerful, and we could serve as a threat if we grew older. It was easier for him to force us into submission at a young age than let us grow up and only to become a powerful enemy. So when we ran away and grew up despite him, he grew all the more determined to force us to his side. When we were younger and our parents were still alive, Dad realized that BB was targeting our family in particular because of the secrets hidden beneath our names. You see I’m not actually a cat; I’m a shifter, half human half creature. My brother was a wolf, white, speckled black. We were polar opposites, but we fit together like Ying and Yang.