Old Tiktok of Luna and Galaxy. ⬆️ Good times XD
A few weeks go by after the tragic loss of Chiyo...
Luna went to Oakville to check if there had been any more attacks. Nothing had occurred... it seemed Yachel really was the only cause for the concern. Chiyo was buried in the local church... beside her partners grave.
"... Rest in peace, Chiyo..." Luna's gentle voice whispered as she bent down to her grave, blooming flowers all around it.
Yurio, Yukine, Echo, Aki, and the twins stood behind her (Leo, Atomu, and Hiro are too baby bois for this @~@ ). And Galaxy didn't really care... :(
"... I promise...! No matter what, I won't let anyone else die...!!" She sniffed, hands trembling.
But little did she know, that Chiyo's passing wasn't the only devastation Shadow Moon had in store. For much darker plans were falling into place, in the innocent town of Hunsen...
It was a bright afternoon in the town. Sunlight bathed the cobbled streets in a warm, golden glow. The townspeople strolled past quaint stone houses with flower-laced windowsills, chatting cheerfully as they carried baskets, led their children, or sat by small cafés sipping tea. Birds chirped in the distance, and a gentle breeze carried the scent of fresh bread and wild blossoms.
Among this serene, sunlit scene stormed a pale, lanky figure—Milo. His dark coat fluttered behind him like a shadow as he stomped down the village path, drawing brief glances from humans too polite—or too wise—to stare.
"God damn it, that arrogant, stupid b*tch!" he snapped, fists clenched as he kicked a loose stone down the road.
"Always stopping me from feeding! I'm gonna damn well starve to death at this rate!" he grunted.
"Oh hey, Miles. Fancy seeing you outside the castle. You're not looking so good," a voice drifted lazily from the shade of a nearby alley.
Leaning casually against the wall was Juneira, a tall vampire with silver-streaked black hair and skin like polished marble. Her lips curled into an amused smirk, one fang subtly showing. She picked idly at her nails as she watched Milo rant.
"Blame that goody two-shoes pureblood!" Milo raged, pacing back and forth.
"I swear she only targets me! Like, come on, I'm not the only one feeding on the innocent! Quit discriminating!! Ughh, I can't have any fun anymore!" he rambled on.
Juneira rolled her eyes.
"Just go back home then, dummy. Plenty of food there," she suggested.
"Ughh, it's not the same," Milo whined, throwing his hands up.
"And anyway, I like exploring cuisine. The magic ones got spice to 'em!" he grinned.
Juneira's gaze drifted toward the village square.
"Hm. Speaking of... have you ever met that florist over there?" she asked.
Milo followed her eyes. Across the street stood Alex, arranging blossoms outside his small shop. Sunlight caught on the bottles lining the window, casting a faint rainbow on the cobblestones.
"Ay?" Milo squinted.
"Huh. Bit skinny for your taste, isn't it, June? I thought you liked them more gurthy, ay?" he teased.
Juneira shot him a glare, her smile vanishing.
"Watch your mouth, pig. And looks like he's not too skinny for your sister. I've been seeing her visit him every now and then," she revealed.
YOU ARE READING
The Demons of Shadow Moon
FantasyAwake. But the nightmare has not ended. It's simply been forgotten. With her memories wiped, Luna wakes up on an island all alone. Scared and fragile, she clings to the kindness offered to her by two demons. They take her in, and teach her magic! B...
