Draconian The unseen Veil

"The start of the veil blood shower"

She came, her high heels clacking with every step, exuding an air of regal confidence. But little did she know, being a queen is like drawing a lucky card – but luck... it always sticks with

me.....always.

My body trembled, old anxieties resurfacing like a relentless tide. I had hoped they were gone, but anxiety doesn't announce its arrival.

She smirked, finding amusement in my distress, and tightened her grip around my neck.

Heroin, my courageous friend, stepped in, "Mom, what are you doing to her? Stop!"

I stammered, trying to defend myself, I said"Heroin, let her be. She wa..nts to stand fr..om my feet."

With a cruel tug, she yanked my hair and forced me towards the stairs. With an ominous tone, she threatened, "The whole year, you've basked in the presence of your father figure, but he's gone for 15 days now. The fun I'm about to unleash, nobody can anticipate."

"Lily's face contorted into a dark smile as she spoke, "If a lion takes a step back, it's not a sign of fear, but a preparation to pounce."

Draconian mocked her, trying to provoke, "Huh, I can see the fear in your eyes."

Unfazed, Lily retorted, "First learn how to stand steady before lecturing about your pointless words."

Heroin tried to mediate, "Guys, please stop this."

Lily apologized to her son Heroin, saying, "Heroin, sorry, but just a little bit."

Then, Lily called her pet lizard and instructed it to bite Heroin, causing him to fall asleep.

Draconian spitefully stated, "Truth never runs away. You're weak and always will be."

Lily remained surprisingly calm, "Well, I know how to evade it."

Draconian retorted, "Finding a door doesn't mean we can escape reality. It might just mean we're getting closer to it."

Lily's anger flared up at Draconian's toxicity, and she couldn't take it any longer. She gently lifted Draconian against the wall, but surprisingly her fingers turning into wolf-like claws, surprising both of them.

Draconian felt the power in Lily's grip but noticed her trembling. Despite her advantage, she was still losing.

With a shaky voice, Draconian taunted, "Look, fear is running in your eyes."

Lily's anger intensified, and she snapped back, "Just shut up!"

But Draconian persisted, adding fuel to the fire, "Your success may deceive, but your eyes don't lie. You can't control them."

Furious, Lily pulled out three large nails from her hand, and at that moment, they heard the door creak open, as if someone had been watching them.

Lily glanced back, but no one was there. She retorted, "Today, I'll spare you, but just for tomorrow. I won't let myself ruin my fun." With that, she stormed off to her room, accompanied by her pet lizard, and slammed the door shut.

In Draconian's room, Heroin confronted her, seeking answers about their past that they had kept hidden from him and his father.

Draconian retorted, "It's a girl's war. You better stay out of it."

Curious about her newfound wolf nails, Draconian recalled a past incident at school, "Oh, it must be from that boy, Lavish. His blood must have gotten inside my hand."

But Heroin was not willing to be brushed off, "Just tell me your story and hers, I don't care about your nails."

Draconian warned, "If you knew our story, you'd cry, even if I told it with a laugh."

Heroin's anger flared, "You know how to twist words, but do you even care about our family or father?"

Draconian coldly replied, "I don't think you were meant to be a part of this family."

Determined, Heroin demanded, "I just need my answers."

With a hint of calm arrogance, Draconian remarked, "If I said everything out loud, what would be the purpose of my eyes?"

"But for now,Your mother is pure evil, and I know it's hard to swallow, but truth is often brutal,"

Heroin was still not done with her answers,"But.."

Draconian says in her soft and harsh voice,"Silent will be appreciate, it's my writing time, my new chapter and the first name starts with... mystery."

Heroin inquired, "But what about the rumors in the woods? They think we're responsible for it. Are we really that powerful?"

Draconian grinned with a hint of savagery, "I know how to handle this. Just watch."

"When things get messy, there are only two thoughts that come to mind: either we die, or we make them in that situation."

Heroin retreated to his room, leaving Draconian to focus on her writing in the glass-filled balcony.

With a wicked glint in her eyes, she began to pen her novel, "The new chapter unfolds with intrigue,

mysteries.. and mysteries always born in blood. At this moment, the storm seeks bloodshed, oblivious to the fact that it has nothing to do with the enigmatic puzzle they're about to uncover."

The morning after the unsettling night, Draconian woke up at 5 am and headed to the bathroom to wash her scars with her own blood.

"Scars bear witness to the grand journey,"

Descending the stairs, she began her archery practice. As she released an arrow, one veered slightly from back, brushing past her ear before finding its mark on the red target.

Draconian's hands trembled, and frustration welled up within her. "Can't you give me a break? Let me practice in peace," she exclaimed.

Lily's voice echoed around her, haunting and sharp, "You brought shame to my life when I was with your father. Think about how I felt. Can't you handle such trivial matters?"

She taunted further, "Beginners aim for that red mark, but true marksmen aim for real targets."

The tension between them escalated into a full-fledged fight with bows and arrows. Draconian's trembling hands made her aim unsteady, and she ended up getting struck in the shoulder by Lily's arrow.

Lily couldn't resist taunting, "Oops, missed your heart there. Heard vampires have a weak heart. My bad, you're not even a full vampire."

Draconian retorted through the pain, "You're mistaken. Vampires merely seek blood without considering the people, but wolves observe their targets before attacking, and that's their vulnerability."

The intense battle between Draconian and Lily came to an end, but the tension lingered. As Draconian filled water in her glass, Lily took advantage of Draconian's anxiety, using it to her advantage. She snatched the glass from Draconian's trembling hand and poured the water onto Draconian's feet, taunting her mercilessly.

Unfazed by Lily's cruel act, Draconian retaliated by throwing the glass down with her shaky hand. The glass shattered, and a piece pierced into Lily's leg, causing her to cry out in pain. Draconian coldly remarked, "See, this is your level."

With determination, Draconian walked forward, treading upon the broken glass, and stated defiantly to Lily, "And this is my level. I can endure it."

She looked back at Lily, her voice resolute, "When our levels don't match, don't even attempt to challenge me."

For a brief moment, Draconian felt an unusual stillness in her trembling hand, and it seemed as if her anxiety was subsiding. However, the respite was short-lived.

Later, Draconian and Heroin arrived at school, only to find their teacher, Mr. Deck, waiting for them at the entrance. His eyes fell upon Draconian's injured foot, and he couldn't resist making a sarcastic remark, "Yesterday, you injured your hand, and today, your foot. Whom did you kill today?"

A tense silence enveloped the surroundings as everyone processed his words. Draconian's intense gaze brought Mr. Deck back to reality, and he quickly added, "Just kidding, haha!" before nonchalantly walking away.

The incident left a lingering unease in the air, but the school day continued, seemingly normal on the surface.

Phone Conversation:

Mr. Deck was talking with someone on his phone, "Yes yes, yesterday I went, I saw those big nails. I'm sure I saw that, but couldn't click a photo. I'm certain their family has some secret, and they are also connected to the woods, I think."

But Mr. Deck didn't realize that Storm had a keen ear and overheard his conversation.

In Classroom:

While in the classroom, as they were reading, the police and rescue team suddenly entered and disrupted the class, saying, "Where's Draconian? We need to investigate her."

They took Draconian to the principal's office for questioning. While they were heading upstairs in the lift, the door was closing, but suddenly one leg wedged in and stopped it. The boy was none other than Storm's brother, Ocean. He proclaimed, "I'm also involved in this, so I'm coming too," and they continued up to the office.

In the Principal's Office:

In the office, they confronted Draconian about her involvement in a case where her DNA was found on a dead body from the previous night. Mr. Deck was also present, and he added, "Yes, she is really mysterious. Spill the truth, Draconian."

Draconian felt as if her mysteriousness was now becoming a disadvantage.

Draconian explained, "It was a man who wanted to harass me, so I killed him."

The police questioned, "Really? Why didn't you call us after that?"

Draconian replied, "I was unaware of it, and I didn't want to be a part of this mess." She managed to act somewhat emotional, hoping it might save her.

Mr. Deck interjected, "No, it can't be. She is just a kid. How can we think a child can kill someone, a human body?"

Draconian's dark stare met his eyes, and she asserted, "A kid can be you, but not me. When I was on the brink of death, shouldn't I have had the right to kill him to be safe, to survive?"

The police added that on the same night, Heroin went to the woods, indicating that the case involved both a wolf and the man.

The principal suggested, "It's better if we call your parents."

Draconian responded, "They can't be here."

Mr. Deck questioned, "Why? Are you trying to run away?"

Draconian replied, "People run when they see hope, a way out. But when there's no escape, how can I run?"

The principal insisted, "Miss, why can't you call your parents when Heroin is ready to do so?"

Draconian replied, "He has his mother, I don't have mine, and my father is away from the city."

She emphasized, "Everyone has their own family problems, don't they?"

The police acknowledged, "Of course, you have that right."

Mr. Deck addressed the police, "Okay, let's talk about the real thing."

The police agreed, "Sure, go ahead."

Mr. Deck then requested Draconian and Heroin to step outside for a moment. Once they were alone, he shared everything he had witnessed the previous night, stating, "I went to their house and saw everything."

After discussing the matter, the police made a decision. They called both Draconian and Heroin back into the room and informed them, "Draconian, you will come with us to the station. Call your father, whatever happens."

Both Draconian and Heroin were taken aback by the sudden turn of events. Heroin bravely stepped up and admitted, "Okay, I was involved. I killed the wolf, not Draconian. She is innocent; she killed the man to protect herself. Take me, not her."

Draconian was shocked by Heroin's confession, trying to defend herself, "No, no, I was involved not him."

However, the police were convinced that it was Heroin and not Draconian who committed the crime. As they embraced, Heroin whispered to Draconian, "You know I didn't kill wolf, but I'm taking the blame for you. I believe you will find the real culprit. If you end up behind bars, I won't be able to handle it. I'm not as smart as you, so this is also part of the plan. Don't break it."

Tears welled up in Draconian's eyes, this time her emotions were real not acting, as she responded emotionally, "I know what to do. There's one thing I'm certain of after this, tonight."

As they took Heroin with them to the station, Draconian stood alone, her face obscured by a shroud of hatred. Her emotions churned, and a storm of anger and determination raged within her.

"My name is Draconian, but I'm also known as Storm. Today, the world will witness the storm that has been brewing inside me,"

At that time only one thing was rocking in my mind, "kill deck, kill deck, kill deck"

"Kill deck"