A Red Moon...

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At last, the moment of our destinies have finally arrived after all this time, after all this blood and sweat and training. Here, at Camp Demon Hunt the air is barely enough for us to breath in, the very scent of Demons scowling and entering the world clogs up my lungs. I fall to my knees and Kyle picks my up by the arm rough and I shake him off, "Don't screw it up", is all I get from the tough, pointed-ear man as he walks away. I shake my head and wipe off the dust from my uniform, and look at the sunrise- *I'll try not to do wrong.*

The entire camp, completely busy and just, how can I say-scary. Screams and shouts from all directions, people running around with weapons preparing themselves. What is everyone doing? I go to confront General Sentire, before I can speak, he places his hand up and looks at me straight in the eye to ask, "Prepare yourself, the war is upon us, just one hour left." I nod and salute myself and leave right afterwards. We are officially stage 3 Hunters, we must salute the higher rank instructors and Hunters-which is actually pretty annoying.

One hour, I sigh and look down from high up in a tree-everyone is preparing themselves for a war against- I look up and finish my thought, -the darkness. Lisanna, should you not be training as well? I shake my head at Phoenix's question and respond with a shiver, N-No Phoenix, the General said I was prepared and it is best for me to stay away from our fellow Hunters, because they have much on their minds already to deal with me-a half Demon.

I remind myself of my goal today one step at a time. First, we must attack the Demons as swiftly as possible. Step 2:Send an elite union to the broken barrier and all Hunters must protect and fight for them until they reach the barrier. Step 3: inside the barrier is the Demon Queen, her kill spot is her heart, at least one good stab should be enough to kill her through the area where her heart should be. No one has ever actually seen the mother of these deadly creatures, and the attack against them has never been though of before.

During the last 16 years, our top priority was to hide and run, or else the Shadow, Fire and possibly Water Demons might turn up. Maybe even worst, I mean we still know nothing of these creatures, I clutch my shirt-I don't even know much about me...Clutching myself I realize something, my friends... where is everyone headed? I look down to see different groups of different races. I follow them by catching up and blending in to one of the groups.

I notice Janelle in the group in front of me, and a group of Nymphs behind me-they are one of the frontlines?! Quickly I hurry up to Janelle's group and suddenly tap her shoulder and whisper in her ear, "What's going on Janelle?" She flinches and turns around to a stop to face me with an angry expression and replies,"Why are you here Lisanna?! These are the front lines! It's part of the plan! Just don't interfere.....please." I see her gain a pained face and she walks away.

Staying where I stand with a confused feeling is not a very comfortable position to be in, especially after a friend of mine just yelled at me. I turn around and head back, everyone is moving along to their fates so soon? I arrive back to camp to see almost no one there, where did everyone go? I immediately run into General Sentire's tent to still see him seated, he opens up his eyelids to see me and I salute before my questioning. "General, what's-" He holds up his hand and says back, "All other races that will protect the elite union has embarked, you should as well Lisanna." I bow before heading out.

Everyone is to far out to the battle meanwhile we are still here, Phoenix what should I do? Immediately I get a brilliant and awesome idea from my other soul, Lisanna-why not use your wings to fly over there? I smile and nod in agreement, I concentrate and one thought is all it takes to get me up and flying over the air in less than a minute. Over time I have been trained to use my wings as fluently as possible, now it's up to me to be responsible for my own actions.

A 15 minute flight is what it takes to join up with the rest of the Hunters, they look up at me with a shocked impression. Even though much time has passed since they all told me they trusted me, they still are frightened by the fact that I am a Demon. I land gracefully on the ground and immediately get to work. It's almost time-less than 30 minutes is it? I look ahead into the sky in front of me, the dark and black clouds heading closer and closer to our direction.

I know exactly what will come out of those clouds, and possibly the ground beneath our feet....Demons. It's just like that day when I lost my aunt.

*FLASHBACK*

It was the year of 2014, almost the time of my birthday. Just a day before my birthday, and my father and I were decorating-my friends were of course invited and my dad was to buy me a surprise cake when it was almost the hour of birth- 7:57 p.m., I was so very excited for that day. My aunt cam the night before my birthday and I remember her so well, her long brown-blonde hair and her smile, the best present I could have wanted is my family to be together.

The next day arrived and I received kisses, hugs and congratulations from everyone in my homeland-Zenonius. However there were bad people that talked about me, I was to turn 12 that year and I ignored everyone because I knew that they couldn't possibly ruin my day. When it was almost time for me to buy my cake, it happened. The most gruesome and traumatizing thing happened that day, another Red Moon accured right in front of me. No...not again please, not today, please not here first!

Zenonius and the entire world had been placed under attack of the Demons everyone's heads ripped or eaten, blood spilled everywhere, the stentch burned my eyes to tears and we managed to escape my home. My father stayed behind and placed rituals and magic circles everywhere to stop and kill all Demons that were to attack us. My aunt and I ran as fast as we could to find shelter. We found a cave to hide in and we finally had the courage to breath, my aunt embraced me and I balled up trying to escape the chaos outside.

We stayed silent so nothing could hear our very breathing, but it didn't turn out the way we hoped. A puddle formed out of thin air in front of us, my aunt tried to use her abilities to protect me as a Water Demon formed in front of us and started to snap, my aunt was a Golem and she took on her rock armor. After so much fighting, the Demon decided to end it's hunger quickly and aimed for me, the Demon opened it's monsterous jaw wide opened to snap at me...

My aunt jumped in front of me and the blow was to hard that the Demon had gotten through my aunt's armor and took her whole. I screamed and stretched my arm out for her with tears, she smiled at me one last time while still in the Demon's mouth. The blood was sucked from her corpse and her body was swallowed up and it was too late for me to do or say anything.

Everything after that was fuzzy, the only think I could think of was that my aunt was no longer with me... My father told me he rushed in and saved me and we escaped the dreadful day... after that, we stayed in a force field my father created around us the rest of the day, we managed to survive-but not my aunt.

The next morning my father handed me a box wrapped in wrapping paper and a beautiful bow, I opened it up to see Black Boots with a wolf logo engraved on each one, a note was attached to it. It read,

Dear Lisanna,

Hello doll, this gift is for you! I know they don't fit you, they are yours to wear for when your older, I hope you liked them. And well how can I say, you've grown so much ever since you were a baby, I love you and Happy 12th Birthday, let's spend all your birthdays together!

I cried and held on tightly to the note, and my father patted an gripped my shoulder-my ruffley dress and matching bow my aunt dressed me in was ruined. I was never the fancy-pink loving little girl but I did it for my aunt, to make her happy and now she's...gone. For the next few weeks...I couldn't eat....or sleep...or even talk. It finally went away when my dad performed a ritual on me so I wouldn't suffer by the sadness inside of me. I never got to even blow out my candles...what I wished for that day before the entire disaster that came every four days...

I wished for me to reunite my entire family, including my real mom.

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