The Cursed Guardian

Chapter 29

Ravenous enveloped my mother in a mournful hug. Tears is evident in his eyes. And my mom is crying, begging him. He said something, then she violently shakes her head. Her tormented eyes turns into wrath.

I step closer to them. There is no Scorpio holding me back now and I'm not the child I used to when this scene was played in my life. I cannot move my feet when I was only a few step away. I tried reaching my sobbing mother but I failed.

"Father, you can't do this to me!"

"Beatrice, you should have gone a long time ago. This is not right."

Ravenous presses his forehead on my mother's. Still silently crying. He planted a kiss on her forehead when he gently pushed her back.

"I did it for, Lucas!" She desperately exclaimed. "I just want to see him grow up. To be with him." She fall down on her knees. "Until he is ready. Father, I'm begging you, please." She beg in her Father's feet, sobbing. "I don't want to die, yet. Father, please!"

Ravenous pulled her to her feet and put his arms around her once more. He tightly closed his eyes while tears are still streaming down his face. The Councils witnessing their tragic situation.

"You are betrayed by your fear of losing your life, Beatrice." He pushed her away. My mother tried to reach him, grabbing his arm. He squeezed her hand on his arm. "You are just using Lucas to justify your greediness."

Then he let go of her hand. Walk away from her, not looking back. He nods to Chancellor Barnabee. Then he make his way to my mother and stabbed her.

With all my might I run to my mother's side. The force that restraining my feet is gone. I fell on my knees beside her. Her blood painted the ground. I put her in my arms and cuddle her as I let my tears fuse with her blood.

"Mother! Motheeeerrr!!!!!"

Then she opened her weak eyes while she is reciting something I can't decipher. The wind blew violently around us. I can hear whispers as a black smoke formed in the air hovering us.

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"Finally." I whispered as I hold the sword up. "Finally!" I can't help the overwhelming joy I'm feeling right now.

The sword was purified. I can feel it's power. It's great powerful aura radiating on the air. A vicious laugh leaves my mouth and it harmonize on the air. The wind responded to it's rhythm as it became hazardous.

I place the sword closer to my face. The moonlight is reflecting on it's blade shimmers my skin. I inhaled it's power. The sweet savory smell of destruction. I can taste victory lingering on my tongue. I laugh once more as I picture the death of the Guardian Warriors.

"Prepare for tomorrow." I faced the Shallows rejoicing with me. It is a good thing Lucas is lost in his slumber. He can't witness the truth. Until when I'm done with the Oracle, then I can make him rest in peace.

"Tomorrow we are going to make our blood offering to our Master."

~ Lucas ~

I can't believe what I am seeing. My mother is dressed with evil. A vile aura is radiating off her. The sword in her hands shines in darkness. Her reflection on the sword horrifies me.

Skin covers only half of her face. The rest was in bone. And her fingers was in bones too. I remembered my dream. It is showing me the truth. The truth I refused to believe.

Why? My heart was burned by the acid of deceit. It is aching like hell. My mother whom I loved and defended all this time was a lie. They are right. She is not my mother.