The Given

CHAPTER ONE√ LEGEND

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"Its time Marvel, we gonna be late." Rushed James. I groaned earning a sympathetic look from him." Its okay, you are going to get used to it "

I jumped by a log as I mumbled angrily " I won't I guess. I am 16 summers time and each time I hear the same legend I just-". James led me on past houses towards the village square where they had lit a blazing bon fire and the villagers all surrounded the fire with our oldest elder who is our chief named Zoran positioned up front the merged circle.

"What took you so long James? Already playing dirty with her" the voice of the unmistakable brat was undeniably Connor's. I glared at him." Mind shutting the hell up cause I'll be pleased to listen with some degree of quietness". Connor snorted and I raised my eyebrow in question.
" I didn't quite get what you were saying Connor. It sounded like a bark of a bitch dog". His face turned scarlet. Before he could retort an answer or possibly kill me with his glare,the elder cleared his throat and gravely ran his gaze on us.

" as our traditions and customs on a full moon night, the legend of the GIVEN is to be told throughout generations". Silence fell as he stood up and raised both his arms and eyes to the sky.

" guide us oh moon goddess, the flame of hunters on nights, the doom of preys on your rise, the light in our darkest nights...to you thee we ran to, and to you thee we receive your blessings" briefly after the short prayer to the moon goddess the elder whose name was Zoran sat down on his stool.

The fire roared fiercely as if reading the mood of the situation at hand and the words to be spoken.

He positioned his staff and stared at us ,taking our expressions.

" Beware of he,
Who was sacrificed by the humans,
To the lords of hell,
For he knows nothing but hatred.
His story began,
When he escaped the womb,
Only to be faced,
By a cruel fate.
His seeks revenge,
To make the race pay.
He is evil,
Wicked and vile,
Tainted by pure darkness,
That he grew to call home.
His tales of vengeance,
Fills people with fear,
And paints the witnesses,
With cold black fear.
He's a half bred demon,
Earned title as "prince of hell",
Damnation of hope,
The gifter of curses,
And his name is known as
The GIVEN......"

All eyes were on him and I shakily tried to calm myself.
" In his journey to seek revenge over the human race, he abducts the humans and the taken ones are said to never be seen again. The "taken" aren't allowed to come back even if they had a chance to because our ancestors believed that the taken were evil, malicious and deserve to take part into the weaved nightmare of the prince. And anyone-" Zoran's voice rose a note urging of what was coming next"-who is suspected to be associated with the prince shall face consequences for such evil can never coexist with us" . I noticed a hand had settled on top of mine to stop the shaking. I turned to see James smiling at me. His green emerald eyes staring kindly at me. He lowered his head" its done..see, there is nothing to fear about". I sighed knowing as much as I wanted to tell him about the dreams, correction its Nightmares that has long been haunting me since I was young. I couldn't risk him been involved in this too. Less people , the better. Whatever Zoran said next I didn't catch a thing. My mind was clouded with a lot as I headed back home.

"What is it my daughter?" I turned to see my father on a chair outside. I approached him and hugged him.
" Am scared dad. They are getting frequent and his voice-" I trailed off but I knew he understood what I was saying." Its a gift my darling. A gift given to you by your mother. A gift that has a purpose. Perhaps would play a significance in the future". I ran my hands nervously through my brown hair." If they would find out, we would both face deaths and our bodies-".
" Don't panic my child. Tomorrow we would head to the next village. I heard they have someone who can help you".
I could feel a growing hope inside me. That meant I could get treated and live a normal life.