It was Dawn already and a Tuesday. Activities of the day wasn't as busy as the noon yet as most workers were still resuming from the public break which was just a day. Alex could be seen jogging on a tracked field when he received a call."What's written on the press?". He was nervy and shocked by what the caller announced.Alot of people held bills outside. It was like they were protesting. The doctors around tried to quell the noise but rather they pushed back furiously. Alex couldn't pass through the crowd so he had to take the back door. He met Rodger and lucy watching the crowd through the glass windows. "What's going on?" He questioned worried as he attempted to find Natalie but she wasn't there."This wasn't what we planned, they are blasphemying against us" Natalie explained showing his a poster that wrote down what these protesters proposed."What was meant to be printed out?" "Well it was meant to be a write up against the new drug and it's effect, the journalist was meant
"Alex...no...""Don't die on me!""Arghh!""Please! Don't harm him...""My baby!"These were the words coming out of the unconscious girl who seems like those she was struggling with life and death. It had been 12 hours now since she was discovered and brought to a VIP ward. Here, the doctors and nurses dedicated their time for her. However, something was weird which was her hands. It kept having a resemblance of claws and then becomes normal again. These hands were rubbing her stomach while her lips muttered. Her feet were kicking against the stretcher and she cried out. The nurses kept injecting her with sleeping doses but it wasn't working because her immune system was suddenly prone to it."My baby...no!"At last, she woke up after placing all the medical team in a state of confusion and fear. They dare not let anything bad happen to this girl or else their jobs and lives were at stake.The doctor in charge of her lean closer as he could sense that she was still in a state of shoc
It was dead at night and the only light guiding her path was the moon. The creepy sounds of the woods was quite different as only hollering of wolves clouded the place as though they were communicating to themselves. The woods were she desired safety was haunted and surviving was the only option. Her feet raced at the impending danger after her, she tried grasping her breath but fear had consumed her totally, having no idea of where she was heading to. She was bleeding from her lower abdomen and the injury substained made her unable to run quickly. This day was an unforgettable day for her.Distant voices could be heard as the growling of wolves increased behind this terrified lady whose feet were going limp yet more adrenaline took over her body that she became hypersensitive and not wanting to give up trying to live. These wolves sniffed and howled at each path she took trailing after her in fury.Her left arm had goaded her injured side as tears gathered in her eyes. She needed to
Immediately he stepped out, two maids stepped in to get her all dressed up. It seems these maids would be acting as a leech for a while but it would certainly be over when she dies. Once these women were done with Natalie, they took their leave.A sad sigh escaped her as she sat facing the mirror looking all devastated. She couldn't wait for the journey to begin. Natalie began to think over her life, perhaps her last words before death consumes her. While she was lost in thoughts, an image appeared on her mirror and that image reminded her of the past incident. It was the face of Lucian, her groom who had a pale look and staring at her.She jerked up from where she was seated, and tried to touch the image with a finger but the image faded away while leaving a message. "Survive". His image was all her illusion but it clicked to her that she needed to survive for her people, for vengeance and for the promise she made to her groom. Natalie might have been consumed by bitterness that she
It was dark inside with no guide and only her mauve eyes aided her this time as around. The middle aged man was yet to get inside. Possibly, her world might be filled with darkness. These events were too sudden for Natalie to accept her fate of being Miranda quickly just to live and stay in hiding from her foes. She had no clue of where her feet were leading her to neither did she feel like calling out to someone for assistance because this place looked like a loner's domain. In frustration, she threw the stick in her hand and stood at a spot. Shouldn't the so call groom show himself? Natalie was sick of this suspenseful scene she found herself inside. Perhaps, they should have told her that she was going to be locked up in a prison, if had idea of that, she would have plotted her escape route in the hospital. She noted realized that shape shifting couldn't be done in a human body. It made her cuss the body that she stamped her foot against the air in annoyance. How was she going to g
It was a rainy morning, and it halted several people from going to work because it was a heavy downpour. Miss Natalie sat by her fire side trying to make a phone call. She hasn't heard from her director yet. Susan hopped downstairs to miss Natalie looking worried.“What's wrong?” she questioned, with her eyes having the image of the fire. Susan shook her head and walked away. Quickly, miss Natalie ran upstairs towards Julie's room and opened it. She sighed a relief when she found Julie praying. Why would Susan scare her off like that? It was time she fired that old lady. Her phone rang in the room, and she excused herself, it was the director who called her. She looked at the window close to her, the rain has now subsided, and she could drive off to the company. Miss Natalie facial expression implied nervousness. She was suddenly sweating and with her palm, she rubbed her face and neck. Julie opened her door and found miss Natalie beside the wall of her room walking to and fro. She ha
Her hands shuddered, those frantic eyes of hers narrowed at them, the sting of blood made her cheek waiver. Tears had brew in her eyes as her lips shook wanting to utter a word.Those teary eyes glanced at the dead being in front of her which made her heart race the more but someone was right there on time to hold her from going numb."Natalie what do you think you're doing? You would have gotten hurt!" rodger snarled but only an embrace was his response as aria had buried her head on in his chest, requesting he takes her away from that place.He had to get horses prepared for the horror-stricken aria who sees herself as a blood viper.She didn't speak to anyone on her arrival, silence had her all day. Locking herself up wouldn't just do as the memory of her face being bath by blood made her stiff.However, that mood was lighten up when vera brought a letter of employment in the castle.The devastated girl didn't want anyone to spend a second in her room and just collected the letter
Alex kept staring at his watch, he hated delays. He had already spent two months and two weeks in this town. Even if he was adapting to the environment, he had plans which was yet to come into fruition and he needed to act fast. He sat close to a grocery shop where he bought snacks and soft drinks while he ate, he studied the environment. He admired the hard working boys who sold because it was cheap. The boys knew how to drag customers with words and he loved that. He watched little children hawking and at the same time eating their produce. Opposite him was a woman making popcorn and ice cream while keeping up a warm smile.. He smiled at the queue which waited to have a round of this woman's product. When he was a child he liked patronizing a particular old woman who was close to his house then. Indeed this place was like a mini market with buying and selling taking place. He saw how some teenagers were struggling to run to school so as to avoid being punished since it was already l
His nervous eyes suddenly turned dark as his tender feet hide behind his mother. His chapped lips muttered some words as his sad face could prove that something troubled him. He looked timid as his ears tingled at the sounds he heard which drew his attention to the scene displaying before him. He sensed the tears of children, wives and mothers. They were at the train station and soon, those they came to say goodbye to would depart. It made him scared as his eyes met the gaze of the young man who intended to kiss his mother. The place he stood with his mother was rowdy and it gave him goosebumps as his hands held the garment his mother held. His grip on the garment of his mother tighten as a young man waved at him with tears gathered in his eyes. It felt that was the last moments he would see the one person he looked up to. This lad had a lot of disappointment buried inside of him and had wishes to turn back time. Today was a day his lips had to mutter goodbye to his father who was a s
Dark tree trunks, shadows, overhanging limbs across the path seen at the last second, clumps of bushes, barely visible black trails snaking through the undergrowth. The moon shone through a lattice of leaves, patchy sky and stars seen in glimpses through tree breaks, tall shadowed pines stretching up like arrows into the sky, streaks of cloud against the earth, Wind slipping through leaves, cracking undergrowth with each step, creaking tree trunks, the flutter of wings unseen, snapping twigs, grass. Heavy pants could be heard through this dangy wood as a man could be seen covered in blood while holding a little child in his arms. His torn outfit, bruised face, dangling hair could tell he was escaping. His feet never gave a halt to the impending danger behind him as surviving from his raging foes was all that matter. He curdled this petrified child tightly, groaned in pains and tottered deeper into the woods. His only energy was the child he vowed to keep alive despite the pains and hu
He held a mini box in his hands and a headphone on. His lips mumbling words and his head nodding slowly. His feet stride slowly as the environment he found himself seems to be isolated except the creepy sounds of insects. A soft sigh left his lips as his eyes gazed around and then rested on a building in front of him. From the looks of it, he knew the reason why he was here in this abandoned building that would now become his own. He had no fear about what possibly could happen here. Rumors had it that the past occupants here never survived a night. A finger of his ran through his ruffled hair as he bit his lips and smirked. It was never his wish to come here but then circumstances made him do so. He was never good at anything yet had a dream to be a doctor and enrolled in a medicine school only to get kicked out due to a conspiracy and sent here to the tower of death. Magic was the key in that school and every perpetrator of a heinous crime was sent here as a death sentence, though w
The swirling wind swept across the place as the cloud had gathered for a heavy downpour giving signs for the victim of it's wrath. The dark was drawing in and people could be seen hurrying to take shelter away from the impending storm that would come upon them. Steadily, a downpour began wetting the earth and anything its stroke could come upon. Stacy was found in her pyjamas, t-shirt, flipflop slippers and face cap striding in the rain which had become heavy. Her hair were being toss aside by the whirlwind as the cold for the day had captured her. She had no idea of where she was heading to. There were no cabs around neither did she look like one who was ready to go home. At that moment, she wanted death to come take her. It was definitely over but too soon. The situation got her asking why it always had to be her. Why did she pull an act that had a bitter ending. Did he know she had to swallow her pride to hug him in people's presence? He felt like a gentleman who would understand h
Ryan smiled and began a speech by saying it was an honor to be seated with kings and queens of the upper hands. He had only seen them in TV and they look cute in real life. Furthermore, he praised them a bit to lighten up the mood mostly the ruthless looking emperor who let out a sided smile at the young man's adornment. Stacy was troubled that he wouldn't win her father but it seems like he would because the emperor loved praises. The only people who were against them were her brothers. Ryan had to lie about the companies he had and awards won as a distinguish businessman. The emperor went further to ask how much his assets worth and Stacy answered that on his behalf. The only man was someone who loved proof and couldn't be bought easily. The prepared Stacy had that with her which left Ryan stunned. The emperor was impressed by that as only a wealthy man, posed and perfect could be accepted to the family as though his were perfect because from Ryan's observation, this family was fall
She tried to speak, but was choked with tears. Her tearstained face was puffy and swollen with grief, crestfallen, she realised that her only chance to succeed was gone. However, proving the guest wrong was her aim. Her stunning wedding dress which had buried her suit her perfectly as she was groomed beautifully for this day. Today would have been the most remarkable day of her life if it wasn't screwed up by her groom. Here she was in the dress room cussing at every scene that had happened an hour ago. Her supposed groom had just rejected her last minutes to the wedding ceremony. If it were her wish, she would have halted the time. It was so embarrassing and agonizing for her as she needed to stay strong and sought a way out. Attempting not to freak out, she began to comfort herself.At that moment, time had stopped as the gnawing grief still held her still. Her make had almost wash away from the uncontrollable tears while she stood facing the mirror as her mind contemplated. She fol
The sun had risen up steadily as it shone its ray through windows which slightly paved way for it to penetrate. It bright light rested on her forehead as her mouth let out a gasp which was accompanied by a groan. She fluttered her lashes slowly trying to get her eyes open. Her body felt weaken and glued to where she laid. Gradually, her blurry vision was becoming vivid and it got to her notice that she was in a room. Her hands raked her rumbled hair as she felt like she was in a trace. The few memories she could recall was being locked up in a capsule and found herself staggering towards a foggy area. Her brown eyes scrutinized the room which didn't look like a ward or hers. The confused lady felt her temperature which was warm and then rolled her gaze to the window which gave way for the sun to greet her."What happened?" She questioned as though someone would give her the answers she needed. Miranda winced with pain while trying to massage her body. She still couldn't understand wha
Doctor Eric had his eyes on the young man who had been trapped inside this capsule for 20 years. He often wondered how his mentor knew about the miseries of passing through a border between the living and afterlife. The young doctor still had his speculations if he should cut this first experiment out of life. Furthermore, how did he survive in a foreign world all these years? He had thought that was the end of the young man but someone proved he was still alive and striving to live. It must have been difficult for this first experiment to adapt and face difficulty.Eric hadn't muster up courage to do as professor Henry commanded and he knew if the old man turns up, he would cut him off. For now, he was all alone in the laboratory and time wasn't on their side. From observation, the second experiment was left with 24 hours to return. He raked his left brow and strides towards Miranda's capsule, she was breathing just fine and had no complications yet. Though, he never could tell what
They arrived at an abandoned factory and he gestured to her that she had only few minutes to hand over the letter. She cleared her throat as she mustered up courage to seek after Eloise who needed to see the letter which her father brought to her. Thanks to someone, she got to her destination and found the Eloise's location. She was a teenage girl who lived in an forgotten factory and had no one asking after her. Tyler chose to stay outside but Miranda had no confident to enter this dark, lonely factory alone and requested Tyler comes along promising she wouldn't trouble him further. Furiously, he got a torchlight and led the way while she was clingy from behind. She had even banged her head on his back due to how close she was and he retorts at her to stay inches away from him. She apologized and stepped ahead of him as he handed her the torchlight since she decided to take the lead not to trouble this gloomy man. They were different doors in this factory and Tyler's voice gave her d