Shattered Blood

Chapter Four: Long Awaited Story

                                                               IT WAS COMPLETE AND UTTER MADNESS BETWEEN US, I COULDN'T SPEAK TO HIM. Not because he practically urged me to help plan a girl's death but because he still wouldn't give me answers, like every time he found some way to avoid even speaking of it. The car was completely silent, I mean if someone so much as moved it would be awkward and eery. I could never really get the hang of silence, I always sort of....blurt everything out. I could never really contain myself when it came to speaking.

                                                               You still haven't told me what I've been wanting to hear. There's nothing to get you out of this one because the car isn't going to break down, one, we just ate, two, and we can't sleep because it's the middle of the afternoon." I decided I had to ask him again, I also never dealt with avoidance very well. Some people might call myself arrogant, but I found myself...outspoken. He glanced at me quickly and decided to pull over on the side of the street. We can't keep stopping like this what if some guy that looks like Jason just comes out out of the blue weilding a chainsaw. I think I'd probably scream until my head was sawed off. 

                                                              Are you going to kill me right here?"

"No."

"Then why are you stopping?"

"Maybe because you won't stop bugging me about my life story and maybe because I don't have any more excuses not to tell you."

                                                             I smiled, I was finally going to get a couple answers from the guy, I mean maybe I can even understand why he's so...uptight.."Well here goes:

The man who has your father is named Antony Ceasaerius Cult the third. You see, my mother was a maid in his father's mansion. That's where the entire Cult Dynasty was. And well, Antony's father, Antony II, had an affair with my mother, and, she got pregnant with me. Antony II said if my mother kept quiet he would see to it that I was never harmed nor would she be. So she gave birth to me in the attic that Antony II sent her to during her days of carrying me. Once she gave birth to me no one even knew that I existed. I grew up in that attic. I was never set free into the yard to play like many of Antony's children. When I was older I started to wander off and this girl, Antony's youngest daughter, spotted me and asked her mother who I was. Her mother, however wanted to know the same answer. So she consulted my mother about who the "strange child" was, if my mother didn't confess that I was her husband's illegitimate son then she would whip my mother for however many seconds she didn't answer. My mother finally told her that she had had an affair with Antony at around the time Antony the third was born. The woman was crucially upset, and she didn't take it too well. She grabbed a sword and sliced my mother's stomach open, I ran to my mother and wept in her hair. It did no good, but her last words were, "Avenge Me," I wasn't sure if the evil woman heard her or not, but I sure did. It was against all laws to willingly kill a child so she banished me and told me never to return to the Cult Dynasty's mansion again.... The Cult family were really Wolvens, they had....abilities, they could mess with your mind, hypnotize you, kill you with the snap of a finger, and appear invisible, they could do all those things, and they made sure the power and the blood ran through well. So, when I turned 17 I decided to take vengeance after years of training in those cold woods, I even learned to use my abilities. Anyway, I killed every member of that mansion, every Cult Dynasty member....except for one, my half-brother.."

                                                                     This was all too much to take in...he was my father's kidnapper's brother..."Half-brother," He corrected, "And may I add, that I am going to kill him, or die trying, because once he's dead I am going to be the only living member left of the Cult Dynasty, and I can finally get my revenge for my mother....not to mention all the riches and power I could possibly want." I looked at him, why can't he ever stop friggin' reading my mind?!?! Like, seriously, I don't read his, not that I could anyway.. 

                                                                        I read your mind to....read you." I looked at him silently, only one thing was going through my mind right now, and it wasn't the thought that he killed a bunch of his technical family, "Does this mean your a....?

"Yes. Yes it does."

"When did you first change?"

"I was 15, it was like I was being tormented in the gates of the underworld, my skin was stretching out, hair I never knew I had started growing e-"

"Too much information. I get it. Does that mean you know who your soul mate will be?" 

"Yes.."

I nodded, I wish I could know who my forever soul mate would be, I mean, it's not like I was completely dazed by the big L word like most girls my age but that didn't mean that I didn't want to find true love.

"It's you..."