Chapter 4

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"My head..." she said while holding her head, she opened her eyes slowly, as her sight began to recover, she felt her heads spinning before her vision recovered. She looked around and she realized that she was trapped inside a prison cell. The bars had separated her from the outside world. Her hands grabbed the cold metal bars and she held it tight in her hands, "how did I get here?" she wondered, and the cloth that had covered her hair dropped down below her knees. Revealing her silver hair, and she looked around her.

"Why did I accept... to be this way?" she asked herself, tears started falling down from her cheeks, "I don't want this, I want to be normal, and yet..."

"You are not alone."

She turned around, the man in the black cloak was waving at her, they were separated by a wall of bars. From the looks of it, he was all bandaged this time, and he looked much better. "You been asleep for two days, probably longer because they just caught me like a few days ago, probably three, no probably more than four days ago, I have no idea."

"No wonder I feel so weak," she said, rubbing her stomach, the man sighed as he passed a bowl filled with soup. "Drink it, I don't feel hungry, they are trying to fill up the beast belly," he said.

She took it, pulled her scarf down and drank it quickly, she felt very hungry, and the soup managed to make her regain her energy a bit. When she had enough, she wiped her mouth from the soup using the sleeves of her shirt.

"So that's what you been hiding all along from your red scarf, some scars, you had on your mouth."

"I am still a lady, even if I don't act like one," she said, "a widow, even more..." she said, eyes dropping down. "

"Well you are not a fake Silver Blood it seems, so who did you kill to get your power?" He asked curiously, not thinking how she was going to feel when he asked her that.

"Elvis Von Rafien, I had a task to assassinate him, and I am only telling you this because I know I am going to be killed after this."

"Fair enough, so you killed one of the noble, and became a Silver Blood? It isn't always a chance to become a Silver Blood, sometimes they die because they killed one."

"He didn't deserve his power in the first place," she said.

"Do you feel like tingly, or whatever when you starting to turn?"

"I feel like I was half-dead, weakened, and seriously injured, it was like a poison in me, it is like the blood from his transferred into mine just because of the blade I was holding," she said, "and suddenly, after a week, my hair turned white, it was not a good experience, and never will it be."

"You are strong enough then, most Silver Blood is for men, strong powerful built man, there are some Silver Bloods in the guild too, but their hair is not silver, that blood really struck you down didn't it?"

"I was bedridden for days, it did..." she said, "the one who hired me really fooled me, and I didn't get paid much too."

"Well now you are very strong, such as beating me, and look what you've done, my arm nearly fell off!"

"Never scare someone like that ever again then, suit yourself."

"Grr..." he said angrily, he controlled it and sighed, "I am Matt by the way..."

Robert kicked the bar, it made her jumped a bit, as she moved back, "hello Snow, seemed like you made friends here," he smiled widely, "have you thought about your life inside the cell, you only have a few more days before we prepare you for the beast."

"Why you took so long just to prepare me, I could've breathed fresh air outside and you could as well kidnap me afterwards."

"Who knows if we let you go early, you probably travelled somewhere else, crying, wailing because your cousin's death," he said sarcastically, she got angry, "care to tell your real name, we will put a nameplate for you in this town, saying the hero who died to destroy the beast."

"Don't destroy the beast, he himself doesn't like getting destroyed," Matt said his eyes glared straight at him, "well we've been tired sacrificing people for the sake of you Matt, it's your fault from the start bringing the beast inside here."

"You brought him here, you literally brought him here, and blaming me for it, what a cruel word you could say, and the full moon is just around the corner, wait for it, Robert, you will definitely be afraid, and be very afraid of him," Matt was ready to choke him if Robert was closer, he was furious, and his eyes were filled with fire.

"Do you want any last meal?" Robert said, grinning widely with an unsettling feeling from it, "Because you can order anything, even raw meat if you want too, for the past two days you have over here."

"I'll have some bread, and soup if I could," Snow said, almost like she gave up hope for her survival.

"Seriously, are you giving up right now? You didn't give up on fighting me!" he shouted.

"Well, bread and soup, that is quite simple, and I hope you enjoy your two days here, inside this prison."

She grinned, as she saw him leaving away. "Your name is Matt, right?" she turned toward him; he shrugged smiling, "well, you may know my name, you may not."

"I am not up for riddles; we are both going to die, and yet you are so relaxed from just being here," she said looking at him, eyes filled with sadness. "Well, I can help you out," he said, he stood up.

He whistled, and suddenly the ground started shaking, making it unstable for the two of them to stand, properly. "What's happening?" she asked him, with her eyes open wide and shocked with what was actually happening.

"I came here to get back a part of me," Matt said grinning, the wall sounds like it is being hit by a large hammer, and when it breaks, there are many people grinning widely, behind the wall, "hey leader!" he shouted while raising his hand up high smiling.

"Matt, this will be the last time I save you," the leader said, he had grey hair and beard, he looked very old and yet wise, he was wearing a fur coat and he looked angry, his built was rather muscular and he had a large arm for an old man.

Snow was too shocked to the point she was speechless, she had never seen so many people trying to save a man before. She did not understand what was happening, "oh can you stay here for a bit?" Matt asked her, "don't worry we promise to save you."

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