Destiny Island

Chapter 64

Jade never thought she could feel sorry for Ci Nada, not after everything she had done to her, to Ignacio, but she found her self sympathizing. It was impossible not to, especially having in mind what she had gone through in her past relationship.

Ci Nada's story was heartbreaking. It was much worse than anything that had ever happened to Jade, and although she was angry at Ci Nada for almost killing them, she couldn't help but wonder if she would have done the same.

Could anyone truly avoid turning into a monster after experiencing such betrayal? The depth of it was far greater than anything that Jade's mind could imagine, even in it's worst nightmares. Maybe she would have become the same as Ci Nada if it meant never having to face the pain.

Who knew what anyone could become when faced with the worst atrocities in the world. Jade didn't think she had that type of darkness in her, and yet she was ready to dispose of Ci Nada without even trying to understand her actions.

"That was how it all started." Ci Nada went on with her story.

"Avo Jana had been the first to arrive. She had sent her mind ahead and saw everything that had happened, helpless to do anything to prevent it since her magic-filled body wasn't close enough." Ci Nada said.

As she said that she looked at Avo Jana whose eyes were fixed on the floor as if she was reading some crucial inscription on its dark surface. Still, a white tear could be seen gently trailing down her face at the memory the story invoked.

"The rest of the inhabitants were there as well, I could sense them, but it was like watching them from the bottom of the ocean, everything was distant, far away from me, from who I was.

I could tell that the fighting had started, but it took some time for my body to adjust to the new coldness and power that ran through my veins.

It was possible for me to physically feel my heart hardening up as what I knew to be a black shell, covered it completely. There was no trickle of emotion left except for the deep-seated need for revenge.

Revenge was a necessity, it was the driving force behind my newfound power, and it made me feel more powerful than I had ever felt before.

There was also a brutality in me that I had never found before. What I felt was going beyond anger or retribution, it was sadism, and I welcomed it with open arms.

Locking away my emotions left me empty, so anger and sadism seemed good enough to fill the gap, the necessary emotions. I needed to defend the island, which I put in danger by my naivety, but even more than that I needed to rip out the lying heart that resided in the chest of the man I used to love.

Sensing the shift in me, he surrounded himself with his most capable men as a coward that he was.

It was a vain attempt. I went through them like they were nothing, throwing them aside, not caring if they lived or died.

There was one thing I knew for sure, I needed Calico dead. Also, I needed him to die slowly and painfully, to make him beg for every breath he takes for daring to extinguish the bright light that was my friend.

The power that took up residence in me was much stronger than even I assumed. It took me bare moments to go through some of Calico's best men and reach him.

"You can't win! It's impossible! I am the great captain Calico, and I am here to claim this island as my own, and make its inhabitants my slaves." Calico said.

Although he was saying that, his whole body was shaking. His body seemed to have more sense than he did. It was an instinctual reaction to danger that his head should have followed.

"I've already won! The darkness that resides in me now is one that once awoken refuses to stay dormant until its hunger for blood is satiated. Even if I wanted to stop it, I couldn't.

However, I don't want to stop. I want you to suffer the consequences of your actions. Your betrayal of my heart I might have tolerated, but the stopping of my friend's heart has to be avenged.

The only adequate way for you to be punished is for your heart to join the same stillness as hers." I said.

As I said, I hit him hard with my powers, and he staggered in confusion. He still thought he had a chance.

He was naive.

As he tried to rise from the ground, I put my foot on his throat and started to squeeze.

"Beg!" I said.

He did. It was pathetic. He growled and sniveled, promising he was a changed man, that he was regretting his choices.

I didn't believe him.

My decision to torture him wavered when I saw that some of his men were able to overpower some of my friends since they were unfamiliar with guns. They didn't know how to fight against them.

I was divided. There was still part of me that knew that I needed to protect them, that it was all my fault.

Yet, there was a blood-thrust side to me in that moment that wanted to bathe in the blood of the one who wronged me, in the blood of all of those who dared destroy the serenity of my home.

I came up with a compromise. I decided to do both.

"You are in luck. Torture that you deserve shall pass you by. Pray we don't meet in the Great Beyond." I said.

Then I took his knife, the same knife that he used to slaughter my friend, that still had her blood dripping from the blade and slashed his throat with one swift motion.

I quickly cut him up from his stomach to his throat and used his blood to paint war colors on my face.

It satisfied the darkness in me, and I was ready to help my friends.

With one move of my hand, I blew away all the guns the men were holding, which turned the tide of the battle. My side started winning.

I couldn't enjoy the victory since I could see that Avo Jana was cornered with her powers dwindling.

So, I ran to her aide and disposed of the guy with a knife through his throat.

I'll never forget the shock on your face Avo Jana. You looked at me as if I was the monster and not him." Ci Nada said, addressing Avo Jana.

Before Avo Jana could say anything, Ci Nada continued talking.

"Well, I guess I was. I can understand what you saw, but at the time I was hurt. I saved everyone, and yet, all looked at me as if I was one of those vile people.

When I went to the boat that they were huddled in since the others had spared most of the men, I wanted to finish them off.

I wasn't allowed by the people I was protecting.

There was horror at the very idea of hurting or killing the ones who killed with no remorse.

I escaped into the darkest recesses of the land, finding comfort where rare few could find me. Darkness was my only company, and I was okay with that until all of you stirred the painful memories." Ci Nada said, looking at Amber and Ignacio.