To Rise From the Ashes (A Lost Prophecy)

To Rise From the Ashes

{Felicity's POV (unedited)}

My anger burst out in flames. I stood up as my loved one faded away, as his energy consumed him, leaving nothing but ashes.

I looked up at the people around me, to find that we haven't won the war yet. The war my mate tried to win. And that I will do for him. My self.

Everyone around me grew afraid, some sank on the ground on their knees while my anger was taking the best out of me.

More wolves appeared from the forest, hiding in the dark finding the best way to attack us. But no, that wouldn't happen at all. 

Before I ran out from the clearing to kill all of them in cold blood, a man who shifted back from his wolf walked towards me with a smirk on hid face.

"How I wish I could wipe it off his face." my wolf replied, leaving me with a murderous smirk in which everyone surrounding me backed away, leaving sounds of whimper, and forgiveness.

He walked towards me cautiously, but the smirk still remained.

"War it is, such a beautiful sight isn't it?" He told me, doing a quick circle around himself as he admired the dead people surrounding us and the ones who backed away in fear, with men still wanting to attack.

"A war is much beautiful, to see the people of your own fight for your own, trying to attack the worst living creatures in this world. It also shows how much people care and shows who's the real monster behind the mask we hide behind."

His smirk slightly dropped, not expecting much of a response, but he still held the expression tightly onto his face.

"It seems you know a lot about this world, don't you?" he said in a controversial manner.

"I seem to know, but there is still lot that we don't know about, do we?" I asked as my smirk grew wider, as his started dropping.

He walked even closer to me, but this time without an expression. "Who do you think is the real monster?" he asked me, in a suspicious expression.

I held my self back for a second, and replied, "The one who started it all."

But this time he got back his stupid smirk on his face as mine dropped. I seemed to know what he tried to point out, but I couldn't place it. But he placed it for me.

"The one, that people try to protect from because of their obnoxious powers. The one who seems to understand but hasn't known the entire truth, but still judged. The one who is breaking away slowly, giving into her feelings, the one who is standing in front of me." He said as he ended in a happy expression, as mine became dull.

"Yes, yes your correct, it's you." he said as he broke out into a laughter.

My anger rose, but I kept it in control. "It's shameful that wolves like some in front of me, can't respect a gift from the Moon Goddess, the one who's meant to protect all of you, from the real monsters." I said my anger keeping control of itself.

"Who said I never respected you?" He said, but with a genuine smile which surprised me.

"Excuse me?"

He laughed. "You thought I was the real enemy?"

"What do you mean?"

"You will know. But I'm just the messenger, sending his messages to people who he wishes to."