If I Gave My Heart In Your Hands

"Do you know what the scariest thing is?

To not know your place in this world

To not know why you're here."

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When everyone except Pars suddenly attacked the other side while I was lost in my mind, I had to ruthlessly come out of the world I was diving into. The monsters started growling again, but their growling did not last long. I had to take a few steps back in fear when Kit with his power broke through the ground and buried all the monsters in the field.

Madison had burned all the shapeshifters in front of her with her firepower, and they were all screaming in pain. I was more afraid.

Because Leander could control the air, he calmly and effortlessly blew the lungs of all the vampires. All of them had blood coming from their mouths and noses. My stomach was boiling, I was holding my breath for the smell of blood if I inhaled, but my lungs felt like they couldn't take it any longer.

I couldn't see what Cassian was doing, but the three had already taken care of everything. Only the werewolf remained. I wanted to shout at him to run away at that moment, but my vocal cords seemed to have been cut. My cheeks were wet, I had just realized that I was crying. "Wait..." I whispered. "Please stop..." Everything was just beginning when Pars quickly turned his head towards me.

The werewolf was so confused that he couldn't move his body and was looking at Pars with his fearful eyes. Pars to me. "No!" I shouted when I realized what to do. But nothing could stop him.

"Bring me the werewolf's heart, Alenas." He used his power to make me do whatever he wanted. He was making me do something I never wanted to do. He was tearing me apart instead of destroying me.

I was sobbing when my feet started to move in line with his power. "Please! Please don't make me do this! I beg you!" When the werewolf attempted to escape, I had used my power to lock his body, he could no longer move at all, but I wanted more than anything for him to, by some miracle, escape from here. "I'm sorry..." I said with a pained face. "I'm sorry... I don't want to do this... Forgive me..." The werewolf's confusion and fear from before had passed. He was now looking calmly into my eyes. He had already accepted his death.

"Pars... Don't you think that's a bit too much?" Pars had already answered when Cassian's voice reached my ears.

"She deserves more." I couldn't believe what I heard. But now I was in front of the werewolf and my hand was moving towards his heart. I didn't even have time to be surprised. As I poured all of my power into my outstretched arm, I slid my hand hard into his left chest, but the werewolf smiled at me instead of screaming in pain.

"It's okay. It's okay if my death is at your hands, kiddo." My eyes widened, I cupped his heart, and I forcefully removed my hand from his chest. He fell to the ground, his eyes open, but there was no longer life in those eyes.

Pars's power over me was over. Actually, I thought so. Pars smiled happily as I turned around and brought him the beating heart in my palm, but I could see the monster behind his eyes.

When I squeezed the heart between my palms, looking into his eyes, blood splashed on his face, this time he was surprised. I threw the smashed heart beside me and my bloody arm fell next to my body. The heavy drops of blood dripping from the tips of my fingers made me nauseous, but I didn't want to seem pathetic to him.

"So be it," I said smiling like crazy. "Before I could kill you, I had to kill myself, and you forced me to do it. I swear that one day, I will cause you great pain. You will experience more than you have caused. I will not let you sleep peacefully." Pars laughed.

"I like you better this way. It suits you better." You pissed me off, so I chewed and spit my oath between my teeth. What did you expect me to do? But one day, when flowers bloom between my bones, I will finally be beautiful. "But our mission isn't over yet." I wanted to choke him when his eyes turned to the dark forest a little far from town. "You have to enter the forest where no one dares to enter and find out the Dark Spirits' troubles. You are free to kill if necessary, but I don't think you will, and killing them will not be as easy as you think." My eyebrows were furrowed and my shoulders were slumped with exhaustion.

"Why am I going alone?" The corner of his lip curled upwards.

"I want to see how good Weapon you are." Highbrow. Jerk. Pig.

There was no point in protesting, he could have made me do it by using his power anyway. So I couldn't bear to look at his face any longer and turned around and started walking towards the forest.

When I entered the dark forest after a few meters, I was already beginning to feel their presence. And they were scarier than the Shadow Persons, I was sure of that.

I couldn't see, so I created a big light in my palm and dropped it into the forest, but I didn't expect to see them the moment I did. They were so close to my body that I didn't know how to react, but I was really scared. My hands went numb as the twisted spirits of dead people floating around me.

A dark spirit is the spirit of a human who in life was in every sense of the word evil in nature in every aspect of how they lived. They often were people in generally who murdered, raped, violated, were unethical, had no morality. They would have seemed to most other people to be described as soul-less. And right now, they were all smiling at me. Frightfully.

"Why are you here, little girl?" said a middle-aged woman. She was holding a stained knife in her left hand. The murderer.

"It's been so long since I've seen a pretty girl..." said a man, licking his lips. The rapist.

"What the fuck is this dame doing here?" said the man with the wine bottle. The violator.

There were many other spirits, but these were the only ones who spoke. They were the ones closest to me and they smelled really bad. I didn't know how I saw what they were in their former lives, but I didn't care for the moment. I just wanted to get things done and get out of this forest. "Why are you here? Why do you all bother people?" After a few seconds, they all looked at my question in surprise and burst out laughing. I rolled my eyes as I expected this reaction.

"Why do you think it could be, wise apple?" The murderer continued to laugh. "Because we're bad and we didn't have as much as we wanted in our past lives. Do you think we're going to sleep peacefully under the ground? Some of us don't even have a grave or even a corpse. What do we do if we don't bother people? Right, guys?" They all grumbled in agreement as the murderer woman turned her head towards the spirits. I sighed.

"I see you are a very brave and beautiful girl." said the rapist. "How would you like to spend some time, honey?" It shouldn't be too hard to re-kill the already dead, right? They were bad anyway, it didn't matter if I destroyed them, did it?

The bad guys didn't deserve to live, did they? I didn't really need an answer, I didn't need anyone to comfort me at all. The blood on my arm was already dry, maybe I had to accept things for freedom.

For example, this country was a shitty country, killing when it's necessary was a normal act.

And most importantly, sacrifices had to be made for a great revolution. Mom, Dad... She that lies down with dogs will rise up with fleas.