Blue Moon Witch of Qaihong

It was pitch black driving down the long dark highway. A single gray van drove alone into the night, this really reminded me of those lonely nights when I would return home. My mother is in her early forties and my father longs past in the grave waiting for my mother.

I have been on the road for three months now all because nowhere is safe for me to stay, all because I devoiced that bastard.

The only belongings I had taken with me when I left home were my fifteen gorgeous ball gowns and my jewels.

The stars in the bright night sky looked so peaceful reminding me I'm still alive at least for now. My eyes started to droop shut, in my best judgment I took an off-road that would hide my car from any prying eyes. Pulling into a stop I turn the engine off and climbed into the back where my pillow and quilt are, Nesling my face into my pillow that smelled of cinnamon and vanilla, my eyes fluttered shut as the wildlife lull me into a blissful sleep.

The next morning I have awoken with a start by a loud knocking. My eyes snapped wide open in fear as the adrenaline started to pump through my veins once more "Did that bastard find me?" I exclaimed in my mind that currently thrown into chaos.

I took a look at the individual who was knocking on my window, he wore the classical blue and white police uniform. I fumbled at the side door to crane down my window to see what the officer wants "Ma'am are you alright?" he asked in a worried tone as he eyed up my sorry state. I nodded my head numbly hoping he wouldn't remember me as some vile woman who killed ten people in Wiserdim's manor.

Well, that was the lie he had told everyone after I came to get all of my stuff out of his home after the divorce. They are all fools to believe that wolf in sheep's clothes white lies. Fortunately, he couldn't cancel my bank funds so I still had money to stay on the run but sooner or later he will get me.

Plus the police that are after me have been keeping a close eye on my bank account and then tracking me using that, so I never stayed too long after pulling out money, only daring to use my money after some time away from that area.

"Alright ma'am, please have a safe journey" he left without a fuss and drove away in his white car with the Logo "RCMP Police" letting out a breath that I have been holding in for an unknown amount of time, I stepped out of my car and stretched a bit and head off the trail a bit to use natures restroom.

Sliding myself back into the driver's seat, I let out a yawn and drive down the back roads as its too dangerous to drive on the main roads during the daytime.

After driving for a few hours, I had finally stopped in a small town to refill my car with gas. I exit out of the vehicle and told the gas jockey "Fill her up" with that said, I waited till my car was filled with gas before heading inside to grab some chips and two subs as well a carton of water bottles to help keep me hydrated.

Hoping back into my car I got back onto the road knowing that soon enough they would somehow trace me to here. Gripping the steering wheel, I sped off onto the highway once more and opened up a sealed-up sub, and began eating my brunch as I need a full stomach to function properly.

Up ahead red and blue lights blinked in the far distance "Shit, they have picked up my trail way too quickly!" I exclaimed in annoyance. Gritting my teeth together, I double-check to make sure I was strapped in before slamming my foot on the gas pedal, gaining speed rapidly my van barge through the police barricade.

With a frown on my face, I zoomed pasted the baffled police force and left them in my dust but not for long, unfortunately. Sires blurred right behind me madly "Please pull over and no harm will come over you" one of the police officers spoke through the microphones.

"Fuck the police, Fuck that royal prick, and most of all fuck jail!" I hollered out my thoughts to them since my window is rolled down I might as well say something as this may be the last day on this plane.

Bang! Letting my eyes shift to my right a bullet hole pierced through my windshield causing a huge chain of spider webs to appear on the glass. With my heart pounding, I turn my wheel and drove my van into the forest hoping to lose these damn tax dollars.

With great skill, I weaved my van around the thick stumps of trees with the pigs in white police vehicles behind me. Another gunshot rang out, it pierce through my shoulder. I scream out in pain as my left arm became a limp sausage thus making it unusable.

Gripping the stirring wheel till my knuckles turned white, I didn't intend to avoid the huge tree ahead. "If I am going to die! It will be by my own hands!" I exclaimed in aggression. I let go of the stirring wheel and unbuckle my seatbelt with resolve.

The tree stump filled my whole vision, my car hit the thick stump that sent me flying headfirst, Thunk! The next thing I knew I was in this dark void.

Anger boils up throughout my spiritual body "After all of what I went through! Just to drive myself into the tree as there was no other way to escape" Seething with rage I stumped around causing the whole void to shake from my fury.

An hour had passed when my surroundings had turned light gray and had gained some furniture. With a frown, an individual made himself known "Welcome to the afterlife my child" the figure dressed in a golden robe said as he spread out his beautiful white wings. He had six pairs of wings on his back signifying his status in the heavens. Forgetting about my earlier temper tantrum I looked at the angel with an awe-stricken look.

"How could this be? Am I dreaming or something?" I uttered out in surprise from the handsome angel looks in disbelief. The angel's lips curved slightly upwards into a small smile "Child of earth you are not dreaming. Please listen to what I have to say as it is from the creator herself" the handsome angel spoke in a harmony-like tone.

Tears welled up from the corners of my eyes, how could I explain how out of the world his voice really sounded? If I could compare it to an instrument, I would compare it to the Zither.

The angel walked towards me and place his slender hand on my head "Dear child of the earth your journey is long from over. You will be reincarnated into the 8th princess of the Caihong empire" his voice made it hard for me to get angry at being forced into a different world when I would have rather prefer to stay in my afterlife or get reincarnated back into my old world to get revenge.

I open my dry mouth with a pending question "Why did the creator choose me?" I voice my wonder towards the earth-shattering beauty before me. The angel moved his hands again and cupped my face like a doting father that speaking to his daughter.

"You have the strongest soul in all of the earth" he stated calmly with a hint of pride flashing through his golden orbs. My chest flooded with a warmth feeling joyful by his statement " Handsome Angel may I know what my role is there?" I asked not wanting to run in blind without knowing a single thing worth my life.

"You need to change the fate of the 8th princess as she is loved by the creator, just like you. The 8th princess soul was shattered by some vile demons disguised as humans" He explained softly. Letting that information sink in, I spoke out my thoughts "So you want to place my soul inside her body to help her live on in a way since she died too early?" I inquired with a frown.

The handsome angel nodded his head "The world you will be reincarnated into is a cultivation world, unlike all of the other princess and prince's the 8th princess couldn't cultivate. The 8th princess is a moon witch which is why she can't cultivate like the rest of her family" he explained slowly my soon-to-be situation.

"I will join you in the mortal realm to help you to become a fine moon witch" He comforted me a bit "Thanks for not leaving me to defend myself Handsome angel" I beamed with happiness as I am finally gonna have some good company after so long.

The handsome angel stepped away from me "Now my child we shall head down to the mortal world" his voice drifted off at the end as if his voice was being carried away by a strong breeze.