"I find that we're all devils and saints, both dark and light at the same time, living in the same body, no one is truly evil nor good, they're just people, like you and me"
-Werewolf Saint
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North's P.O.V
I found a new sense of pride in myself as I stood before this crazy man, as Anika and Ajax laid passed out on the ground and the guard shook with fear in the corners of the room, the old man walked towards me, taking careful strides and smooth steps as his dark and ripped cloak dragged on the floor.
I glared daggers at him, he wasn't giving me what I wanted, no one has and I'm done with all these blank answers. He smiled weakly and stood right in front of me, he was slightly hunched over but used no cane to help, and most of his head was covered by a hood that looked worn and stained.
"I know you're angry my boy and you have every right to be-" he began placing a hand on my shoulder, I wanted to smack it away, but I had a feeling that I needed to hear what this man would say. "-No one has given you the answers you so desire, but that ends now" I listened to him intensely, looking for any sign of deception.
He smiled at him with his broken teeth, "I can give you the answer you want Xavier, I can help you-" he paused and smiled once again, "But I need something in return of course" he patted my shoulder and walked turned around, I should have known there was a catch, of course, he wants something.
"But I shall give you the first piece of this endless puzzle of yours for free-" he then suddenly turned around and grabbed the sides of my head and suddenly a blast of energy entered my body and I began to feel pain coursing through my head.
"Do not resist boy!" an angry voice called out to me, I then tried to relax and breath, then suddenly the pain came to a stop and I then began to see so many images flash in front of my eyes, "Stop panicking!!!!" the voice called out again.
"You're making it worse!" it called out again, so slowed my breathing and got my heart rate down, making the images slow down and become more organized in my line of vision. The then suddenly stopped and slowly faded away, but left one in front of me. Then it began to play out, like a movie.
It was a small clip of what looked like a mother holding her child while crying and gently trying to speak to the baby. I then faintly heard her voice, it was like a familiar echo that passed through my mind, "Shush, don't cry, Mommy's here, Mommy will protect you, I promise" the gentle whisper then drifted away.
But I watched as tears began to fall down her face in raindrops, I didn't know what was going on, but I felt sad for this mother and her baby, she looked so sad and broken. Then suddenly the picture disappeared into smoke, but not before you heard the mother scream out into the darkness.
"NO!! Don't take my baby!!" I felt a chill go up my spine and the hairs on my neck stood up, then it went silent. What the hell is this? I wanted to call out into the darkness, but I couldn't find my voice, I was speechless.
Then suddenly, another voice joined in the mix, but once again, it was more an echo than anything. "I'm sorry Nadia, but you know he'll only be in danger if he stays here!!" the voice sounded angry yet desperate. I didn't understand, someone was taking this baby away from 'Nadia' because he was in danger?
Then I watched another picture appear in front of me, and then it began to move just like the one before.
A man was holding what looked like a swaddled child outside of a car when he was suddenly hit with headlights. He looked tired and upset, yet determined none the less. Suddenly the voice began to speak again as he looked down at the baby, "Don't worry little one, you're going to be fine" he spoke gently.
"I promised your mother and father I'd take care of you and make sure you don't-" he paused and sighed, "-Don't get caught up in this mess" he dryly chuckled to himself and sighed once again. "You'll be normal like everyone else, I'll make sure of that" then suddenly the clips disappeared in a cloud of smoke.
Then once again, more strange voices entered the darkness with echoed tones. "He's perfect!" a woman cheered, "He'll make an excellent athlete someday!" a man cheered in the background. "He's so sweet, what should we name him!?" the women spoke excitedly. "We've always liked the name Noah, so why not that?" the man suggested.
"Noah? it suits him, huh little Noah?" then the voices stopped and another picture appeared once again in front of me.
Then what looked like another mother was putting a baby to sleep while humming a song under her breath as she walked him over to his crib. The baby cooed at its mother making her smile and laugh a little, "Sweet little Noah" she spoke laying him down and rubbing his head, he cooed again.
She laughed once again and reach up and turned off the lights and once again rubbed her baby's head, "Goodnight my love" she spoke leaving the frame. Then the image once again disappeared like the others, a simple cloud of smoke. My mind was then running a mile a minute as I ran what I just saw over and over in my head.
Then suddenly the room went white and I was suddenly brought back into the real world, I opened my eyes and found myself laying on the ground, I groaned as I sat up and looked around to see the same old throne room, but it was vacant of guards this time. The only person I saw what the creepy old man.
At this point, I only had one question.
"What the hell did I just witness?!"
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Devils Of The Sun
WerewolfTo see is not enough Our mind seeks to touch To feel the thunder And smell the wonder That's embedded in our minds Age worthless without time Gone at the ping of a wind chime Sleep is worth no dime To explore the riches of the mind ========...