Runic Inscriptions

SCOTT POV

Her beauty is incomparable. I can see her fair skin glow under the moonlight, while she dance on moonstones smiling genuinely only for me. With eyes so blue unrelentingly staring back on mine, I reached for the Luna my heart hoped would stay by my side. Then, she looked up the moon as she mouthed something to me. I squinted my eyes while I try to see. The moon was extra special tonight as it makes a bow. When I looked back at my Luna, she's leaning against a tree. Looking frightful like she have seen a ghost, Diana held up a silver dagger with gems of three. As I step further, the more she lifts the dagger up. Then she sliced her hand, squeezing her fist until her blood drops. I closed my eyes briefly, and when I opened them, my hands were already full of blood, dripping as it pool on the ground.

"What a beautiful dream", I opened my eyes at the voice of a woman who seemed to know the series of images that just occurred in my head. Lifting my face towards the light, I saw Tamara looking closely at me while she crouch on the ground in between two large rock formations.

This time, she takes her real nagua form. With head full of ruffled hair which looked hard like wire, rough brown skin with a bit of fur, and toned abdomen that looked much leaner than mine, nagualli are truly a sickening sight to be feared. "She's very beautiful in your visions, like she always does", she said with her shining golden elliptical eyes under the beaming sunlight seeping through the century old trees.

I tried to move my hand, and realized I'm bound on a boulder with runic inscriptions. As I looked around, I saw Ofir in the same condition as I am. "Where am I?", I asked as I groaned. My head spins and it feels like breaking apart, making it hard for me to focus on my ability to see.

"My home", Tamara stood up as she spread her arms. "Wonderful, right?", she said as she breathe deeply.

I closed my eyes, and tried to relax my mind as I take each breath slowly. With my hands kept on the side, I radiated my powers to release me from being pinned on the rock. Grunting from so much effort, I gritted my teeth as I use the power I have left to escape this captivity.

"That's not going to work.. no matter how hard you try", she said with a smirk. "But you can keep up, it will be my pleasure", she said as the large moonstone resting nearby started to blink like christmas lights.

"Where's Diana? What did you do to me and Ofir?", I asked.

"Diana's busy with some vampire.. who she'll deliver to me anytime soon", Tamara said. "Don't worry, this won't take long..", she stared at the moonstone which have stopped glowing.

When my senses were more than calm, it was only then I was able to observe the place I'm kept in. There were three boulders with runic inscriptions. One was with Ofir, another was with me, and the third one is unoccupied. By the looks of it, it seemed like she's trying to make a connection with our physical bodies using the moonstone. "How sure are you that Diana will bring Claudia at your feet?", I grinned at the nagua looking confident with her plans. "That vampire will die and turn to ashes from the claws of the wolves before it reaches you", I said.

"You think?", Tamara let out a wicked laugh. "It's a good thing my magic never fail me.. With just a little spell, the wolves come knocking on my door.. pleased to follow everything I command… Just like your brother Damon", she said. "He was very obedient until his last breath", Tamara stared at me like a fool who just told me Damon have already died.

I was too stunned to say a word. Is Damon dead?

"You.. possessed Damon?", I asked.

"It wasn't that hard to control that boy. An innocent mind like his was very easy to own. The moment I got Diana in my hands, I was able to harvest her blood unknowingly.. I was in cloud nine when no one suspected. Until that Priscilla noticed one mistake I did… She asked what was the only gift Damon gave to her. How the hell would I know?", Tamara scoffed as she rolled her eyes.

Damon turned seven that day, and he made a pair of uneven gold dangling earrings studded with rocks that he painted green, to resemble Priscilla's favorite stone, emeralds. We all laughed at Damon for being silly, as he felt ashamed soonafter he gave his precious gift. It was not the best looking gift Priscilla received, but, she cherished it wholeheartedly. Damon never gave her a gift from then, making the pair of earrings the only present he gave to our foster mother.

"I had no choice but to kill her too..", she added as she sat on one of the boulders. My rage started to boil in my veins. This nagua is so evil, it's outpouring.

"What happened to Damon?", I asked as I clench my fist.

"I needed to claim you and the lythari. It's now or never. So I had to let Damon start a commotion to divert the wolves' attention. Who would've thought Claudia would come uninvited as well? Anyway, Damon died in the fire. You shouldv'e seen him, he looked so peaceful", she said as I harden my face.

"How.. could you kill my family??", I darkened my eyes in anger. "Were my parents not enough?", I shouted as I radiate my powers to my hands. Noticing the moonstone have started to glow again when I radiated my powers, I stopped and tried to calm myself once more. I think, she's harvesting my powers to transfer all of it on her. "What are you trying to do to us?", I asked

"I didn't kill them on purpose. Besides, I'm not done yet.", she said as she folded her arms. "Your Alpha blood, the massic power of the original vampire and the lythari elf's immense power will be all transfered to me and soon, I will turn myself as the moon goddess", she said.