~Aerith~
It has been 7 years since the day my friends and I got run out of my village. Since then we have found out about multiple things. But here are some of the main things. One, No matter where we go we are not wanted and eventually got nicknamed the "Cursed Children," and let me tell you, every village knew about us. Second thing, Michael has voodoo magic too. He can manipulate fire and most light related things. Which to be honest explains why he was shocked in my dream. Third thing, We live nowhere but the woods, we travel every three days to a village to get supplies, at the village we ask for stuff and it is handed to us considering how we can "curse" them if they don't give it to us, additionally when we are there we try not to talk to other people, otherwise we may as well say goodbye to free stuff hello rotten tomatoes. It's my 15th birthday, which means exactly 7 years after it all happened. I've had the dreams about Liza every night since the first one but recently they have gotten more vivid, more real. So I stopped sleeping, that's simple, right? No, it's not, especially now that we are taking night watches. It started with a couple of jokes about the knights coming to get us at midnight then Jackson took it into consideration of it actually happening, then well you can imagine so at night we switch people watching every 4 hours.
My condition isn't the best, my golden yellow eyes match my blonde hair, which of course is always in knots, my clothes are all tattered, thankfully at the next village there is a market and we will be able to buy stuff for free, lucky for us the last place we went to had running water so I'm at least a little bit clean.
Jackson has a new hairstyle, he went from nice and neat to flip and comb with one hand brown hair. If you ask anyone but me they would say he's handsome. Me though well I prefer just to tease him. But I must admit Jackson still has beautiful green eyes, and his clothes are always clean.
Selena, oh Selena, she was probably the most beautiful out of us girls. Her black, straight hair was tied back in a cute ponytail leaving a couple strands of hair still on her face. She had sea green eyes that were as beautiful as the Ocean, her outfits that she buys always match, and her complexion was just perfect. But don't let her looks fool you, she is very stubborn and is practically the strongest hand to hand combat fighter I have ever see.
Michael isn't as cute as he thinks he is, he has scarlet colored eyes. Deep Brown hair that was raged and always sticking up and everywhere. His clothes were a mess on purpose but it gave him a almost cute boyish look. He still doesn't talk much but oh well what can you do. Selena and him seem to get along, at least I think so. It's kinda hard between those two.
Nala has grown into a nice young girl, she's very protective of us, but very kind to anyone she meets. She has beautiful scarlet curly hair. Natural tan tone, deep purple eyes that hold little specks of gold and silver. She was the picture perfect nice girl.
It's getting dark so we decide to set up camp right in the middle of the forest. We get done with the third tent when Nala gasps out loudly and falls to a sitting position. "Something is coming for us," she points towards the South to indicate which way it would come from.
Everyone walks towards Nala, but myself. She was right something was coming. But it wasn't that way, this thing was far off and the opposite way of where Nala was pointing. What it wants, I don't care, it's the WHO it wants, not the what. I stand up, I look towards the woods. I don't know what I'm doing but I instinctively move my hand down to my side. That when I hear "It isn't even close to here, but we should still go, I don't trust it," I turn towards them and put my hand down.
"Which way would we go?", I question Nala. she points in the direction that the thing is in. I look at her to see if she is being honest. She is, Nala is typically correct on this type of stuff so I follow her lead. I turn toward the way she pointed and start walking. We get pretty far in the forest passing by a couple of rivers and different trails, some of which I swear I have see before. We travel a long way and then realize, we left our tents back there. We hurry to the nearest village it is a small village but better then nothing. We are about to enter through the gates, when we notice something. No one is yelling at us. There is no one around. We look at each other, a big smile is plastered over my face. I start walking in the village.
"Stop Aerith it could be a trap, plus we don't know if that thing will come back." Nala states. I glare at her, I love her till the ends of the Earth but that is insane. First off how can it come back if it never came in the first place. Second.....The wind began to pick up blowing my hair in my face. I turn to face the wind and lose my train of thought. But something isn't right. I look at the village gates again. I swear I had been here before....
Then it dawned on me, this was the last village that we tried to stay at. Accept that it was abandoned now and people weren't throwing junk at us. The wind picks up again, I can feel it, something isn't right. I lift my face to the sky only to see the most gruesome scene I've ever had to look at. The people of the village were hanging, on a platform that was not there before it branches off a tree but you could tell that they were dead before they were put up there. Their eyes were open but their bodies were motionless. They are dead..... Is this why they call us cursed children? Or is it truly because of the boys and their powers.
"Guys, guys, guys," Selena staggers out, none of us are paying attention to her right now, this is a problem already and we didn't know how to solve it, we don't need her saying something random.
That's when we hear a deafening roar.
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Cursed Children.
FantasiTears stream down my face. I can't control it anymore. My powers start going haywire... that's when I feel a warm hand grip my cold one. I start gaining myself again, I take in my surroundings only to gaze at the person who brought me back to realit...