Chapter 5: The Flashback(2)

*Continued...*

Nehora was running and she doesn't know for how long she ran. She was having a conflict with herself, deciding if she should have stayed and fight to the death with the Miskyra or just continue to run to safety.

She really did have mixed feelings by now, anger. sadness, rage, all those negative emotions. Why won't she? She just lost her father, mother and... her unborn brother who never got to see this world but in Nehora's perspective she was relieved he was never born.

The reason is after experiencing this misfortune, she now viewed this world in a cruel way, a world were there is pain and suffering but disguised as a world were there is happiness and peace, pain is far more powerful than love.

She hid behind one of the trees, breathing heavily. She then looked and scanned the direction she ran from.

She only saw trees that once seem peaceful and beautiful, dried leaves and branches on the dusty ground, there was green grass in some parts of the ground.( It is dark so the green grass is not that visible.)

'Did l lose him?' Nehora thought after breathing out a sigh of relief not seeing the sight of him.

"Pica Bhoo~"

He was standing in front of Nehora with his hands behind his back, slightly bend forward with his face close to Nehora's face, smiling at her with his eyes closed happily. He has turned back to his vampire's form, more or less his victim's form, he has stolen from.

He finally opened his crimson eyes and looking at her directly in the eyes." Oh...you seem pale as if you have seen a ghost.

Don't be afraid, dear, after all l turned into this form instead of staying in my original form, so don't be frightened in any way." he said in a calm voice before standing straight up.

Before he could speak some, Nehora turned around to try to run once again but fell after a few steps, with how she trembling, she can't possibly run.. With her back side expose, the Miskyra's three fingers transformed into claws and he continued to scar her back knee.

Blood started to ooze out of the wound. Nehora released a yelp and had a pained expression: she wept.

"Don't try to run away if you know what's good for you. You just ruin the fun." he said while licking the blooded claw, covered in Nehora's blood. He looked at her with a crazed look," Ah~ the joy to finally have the honor to end your existence. Now any last words."

Nehora got up on her feet but at the same time struggling to do so. It was sad sight to see. In pained breathes she answered," This is not the end... this IS not my end yet. l will survive...l will live." This showed Nehora still had a will to live even in this situation, this seemed impossible.

"*Sighs*, what a bunch of pointless words, do you really think you will survive, think again. You haven't even awaken your powers yet and won't have a chance to do so. So give up!"

Nehora just gritted her teeth and looked at him with fierce eyes. At that moment, he leaped forward and aimed a killing strike at her. It was in slow motion, Nehora saw her life flash before.

'Is this really my end?...No! l don't want to die, not without taking vengeance for my parents, and pack member, my pack... l need power! l am weak, weak, WEAK! If only l wasn't weak...l could have maybe prevented this.'

She thought helplessly but something unexpected happened, the one thing that wasn't suppose to happen at that moment and time. Nehora felt something warm happen in her chest, a golden glow shimmered little by little until it glowed brighter.

A scream was heard right after, the Miskyra was left shocked and was blinded by the the light emitting from Nehora. The vast forest was given golden glow and a shockwave was released by Nehora which destroyed trees that were in her range.

The Miskyra was hit by the shockwave badly as he was close to her. He was pushed back far away, hit against trees which broke, some of the trees that still standing during the strong shockwave.

After the chaos, Nehora coughed out blood and wiped the blood off her mouth using the sleeve of her sweater. She tasted the iron taste of blood in her month and spitted it out. She first looked at herself because she felt different.

She felt anew, refreshed and healed up except for the claw mark which didn't disappear but there was no longer blood coming out.

She looked at the destruction she unknowingly caused, trees were removed of the ground, broken trees were everywhere. From a long distance, she saw that creature laying against a tree, not dead yet.

He was injured severely which he somehow miraculously didn't die from.

"Ah...hah...hah, you b*tch" he said in pained breaths and took out a strange device from his pockets and pressed the button quickly.

"NO!"

Before Nehora could stop him, it was too late. He disappeared in a blink of an eye and seems like he teleported somewhere. She ran to the spot he lied at and gritted her teeth in anger.

In anger, punched the tree several times.' Calm down Nehora or you will just hurt yourself.'

Nehora came to a stop with her punching and became alert." Who is there? Show yourself."

'And why would l do that?' the ethereal voice was heard once again.

"Don-" Nehora was cut half way by the enigmatic voice.

'How will l show you, our form if l am within you?'

"Within me? Don't lie to me."

'If so then do you see anyone else around you?'

"No...wait... do you mean to say you are my-"

"Yes, Nehora...I am your wolf spirit or wolf for short."

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Authoress's note:

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