Day 10 The sun was slowly setting. The air had become cooler and the sand beneath their feet cold. "Times up!", the guard shouted, "Put your tools down and proceed to the canteen for dinner!" The prisoners put down their tools along side their legs. The guards went round collecting them. Alora and Walna put down their tools and stood waiting for a guard to come collect them. "My hands have blisters.", Alora said. "That's what happens when you spend your entirely life in a palace and come down to reality." Walna said, "Isn't pretty is it?" "It's funny because I've always heard gruesome stories from father about this place. I guess he was right." "Accurate description of hell." A guard had come to collect the tools. "No talking you two.", he said, "Go to the canteen now for dinner." Alora and Walna walked away from the guard and headed to the canteen.They walked in a herd of chained prisoners. Alora kept her eyes on her blister filled hands, they caused her uncomfortable pain
Azarian walked into his room, he found Humphrey sleeping in the corner of the room. "Poor guy.", Azarian said. He went to his bed and saw dozens of drawings in black ink on pieces of paper. They covered the entire bed. He picked one up, it caught his eye, he put it under the light. There was a wide valley that touched the ends of the paper. There were tiny dots falling from the sky and slowly flooding the entire valley. The dots looked like snow falling from the sky. There were two shadowy figures in the far distance of the valley. They didn't have faces, they didn't have hands or arms they were just pure dark shadows. "What the hell."Humphrey woke up from his slumber and rushed over to Azarian. "You drew this?", Azarian asked.Humphrey shook his head rapidly in agreement. "What is this place?" Humphrey pointed vigorously at the paper nearly tearing right through it, he then pointed his soft paws at himself. "Your home?" Humphrey nodded his head in agreement. Azarian placed
Day 12"That's not what the queen does", King Erik said. "She can do whatever I want her to do.", Alora picked up the Queen and rammed through King Erik's line of white pone pieces knocking them to the ground. "Alora!", King Erik said playfully, "I do not think a queen in chess has those absurd abilities." "Well queen Zelrus is no ordinary checked queen, father dearest." "Queen Zelrus?", he raised his eyebrow. "She's the strongest Vampire in the checkered land.", Alora said, "She has God like powers and has the ability to control minds.""You need to check your history my dear."King Erik picked up his King piece and at his end of the board. He gazed upon it's finely crafted stature rubbing it with his thumb slowly. "Then this is King uhmm", he hesitated, "Josikasinki the legendary Fairy King of the North." "Josikasinki?", Alora raised her eyebrow in doubt, "That's the most absurdly ridiculous name I've ever heard father." "Don't let the name fool you little one.", he placed t
Azarian woke up the following morning in his hard bed. His finger tips were drenched in blood and so was everything he was wearing. His yearning bloodlust had been satisfied. He got out of bed and walked into the washroom. He stared into the mirror and his appearance told the story. His bloodshot eyes, his blood drenched shirt that was white merely hours before his meal but what was frightening the most was his mouth. His fang had popped out like a dragon in a sheep field. Azarian stared at himself for a moment that felt like a lifetime. He could see the monster he was always meant to be, no matter how hard he tried to hide from it, this monster was what he always was and all he would ever be. He stuck his fingers in his mouth. He clinched onto his fangs and pulled onto both of them. He pulled and pulled, the pain was getting the better of him. His gums began to drip his cold blood onto his fingers. "Damn it!", he screamed in agonising pain. He let go of his fangs and took a goo
DAY FOURTEEN Alora had been counting down for this very day ever since she was captured by Jade. It's all she could talk about for the past two days. It had become an obsession, one driven by anger and vengeance. Alora sat on her bed letting her mind play all the things she craved to do to Jade. Walna saw her wicked smile as she laid down staring off into the dark abyss that was her mind. "Hey roomie!", Walna said, "You've been quiet today, What's on your mind?""That witch is finally going to get her due.", Alora grew a sinister smile on her face, "Fourteen days in this hell hole because of her. They felt like there were never going to end but finally today is a chance I get to my revenge." Walna burst out into laughter. Alora turned to Walna with a death like gaze. Walna contained her outburst within a moment's notice. "Is there something funny to you?", Alora asked. Walna had never seen Alora so unhinged but yet so calm. It was frightening and it made Walna very uneasy. " You
Azarian stared at the sealed envelope for hours on end in the comfort of his not so comfortable abode . He had been searching for answers from the very day he got to the Capital. All his answers could be in the envelope. He finally mustered up the courage to open it. He tore it open and there was a note. He read the note aloud for Humphrey to hear. "I have been watching you from the moment you stepped foot here. I've seen you've been searching for answers about your child friend's disappearance. I'm able to guide you find the correct answers. If you want the answers you seek burn my message and you choose to remain in the dark consider this a memory of your anonymous friend. From the dark rabbit." Azarian put the note down and was left baffled. "Seems risky huh.", he said, "We have no other option do we now?" Humphrey nodded his head in sheer doubt. He then hopped away. Azarian got up and started searching for a flame. He searched in the kitchen, his washroom and even under his b
The moon had dawned upon the prison. All the guards were on high alert because of their very special visitor . The guards were patrolling every turn of the prison. Bed check was earlier than usual. Alora and Walna were in their cell. They sat patiently waiting for bed check to be over. Layla and another guard had come by the cell for the standard procedure during bed check. The guard ticked their names and the pair were off to the next cell. The lights in the wing went off. "Alright!", the guard shouted, "It's bed check! You know the rules. So I don't expect to find anyone moving around or talking." Layla and the guard walked down the corridor with a lamp in hand. Layla walked past Alora's cell. They locked eyes as she walked down the cold prison corridor. She nodded her head at Alora and she walked off with the other guard. Alora looked down at Walna's bunker. Walna's eyes were wide open. "I see you are awake.", she said. "You know Alora, I've been here for so long." , she stuck
Azarian had his arms crossed. Humphrey was playing with his thumbs. He was amused by his human form. He couldn't stop looking at his hands. He touched his face in awe. "So this is what it feels like?", he said, "You humans have such graceful vessels I give you that." "Half human.", Azarian said, "Are you going answer my question now?" "What question?", he pretended absolutely clueless. Azarian was slowly losing his patience. He was grunting heavily as he watched Humphrey behave like a child. "For the last time.", he said, "What are you and where did you come from?"Humphrey was hiding something. Azarian could feel it deep down. Humphrey stood up and walked away from him. He was rushing to the door before he could even get his hand on the door knob, Azarian dashed as quick as lightening. He squeezed Humphrey by the throat. "Get your filthy hands off me you abomination!", Humphrey tried to remove Azarian's hand off him. It was no use. "You are testing my very thin patience." , Az
It was the day after the whiskey with General Winston. Azarian replayed the conversation he had with him in his mind again and again. 'He has a file on me?', he said to himself. The Vallath Empire really had eyes and ears everyone, to a have a file on a man who lived his days as a ghost.There was a knock at the door, Azarian stood up, "Wait!", Humphrey said with a look of worry on his face, "What if it's enforcers again?""If there were enforcers they wouldn't be knocking at the door.", he said, "The order to hunt us down hasn't been granted yet. We still have time to find Malak. It's Winston." "Can we even trust him?", Humphrey asked, " Isn't he working for the people that will eventually come and have our heads. Seems very unwise." "Trust me." Azarian opened the door and as his prediction served him right, it was Winston. He looked a bit worn out, the few dozens more drinks after Azarian left really took a toll on him. His pants were barely holding onto his waist, he kept on tugg
Alora was laying in her bed gazing at the ceiling. She heard a knock at her door. She walked over to the door and opened it. "Good day Lady Alora!", said the man at the door, "The emperor sends his greetings and he hopes you slept well in your new room." Alora was charmed by the Emperor's sudden hospitality. Moving her from a cell in the bottom of the tower to a comfortable room with a king's sized bed, a toilet free from diseases and a window view of the mighty Vallathian Capital in all its glory. "I enjoyed my sleep thank you very much.", Alora slowly shut the door. The man put his foot in between the door. Alora opened the door. "Yes?", she asked. "I'm sorry to interrupt but the message doesn't just end at salutations.", he walked into the room and shut the door behind him. "My lady, the Emperor would like to have you accompany him to his meeting with his council." Alora was baffled by this odd request. She paced around the room in disbelief. The man looked on as Alora was try
Azarian was standing outside the at the back of local bar at the heart of the lower city. The bar had gone by many names over the years like most things in the capital but the name that has always stuck is 'The Bar'. People of all kinds from all over the city would come and have a drink here but that was back before Emperor Sebastian became the supreme ruler of all of Vallath. Now the bar has become a chill spot for retired soldiers and off duty Imperial Officers and Enforcers. It was a busy night as always. The low lives of this ever unforgiving city laying against the wall, barely conscious and drenched in the smell of cheap and dangerous strong spirits and their own urine. Azarian choked on the awful stench. He moved away from the drunks at the back and made his way to the front entrance. He looked up at the sky and embraced the bright beautiful full moon in all its glory. He stood by the corner of the bar and saw dozens of people coming in and out. There were mostly old wartime g
The stairs seemed endless, Alora's heart was racing. She hadn't been this scared since the invasion of Sarania. A time where her entire world of royalty and luxury came crashing down before her eyes. Everything she had known was burnt to ash and the ashes were now the foundation of something she is trying to fight against. She remembered the way her father was mercilessly killed in front of the people he dedicated his life to. She knew this fate awaited her at the end of the staircase. They reached the end of the staircase and there were in a giant hall with walls of grey Mable and portraits of the Vallath's many victories over the fallen nations of the Western continent. One portrait was bigger than the rest, it took up nearly the entire wall. There was a massive battle field with dead soldiers everywhere. They were brutally killed and had their corpses cut in half. At the heart of the portrait was the emperor in full metal body armour in all his glory standing tall over a fallen Sa
Humphrey woke up from his slumber on the floor. He stood up and found Azarian's bed empty. He wondered where he had gone, it wasn't like Azarian to be up before the sun rose. He went into the living area and found Azarian wide awake staring at the city through his window. Humphrey looked at his fingers and they were drenched in blood. Humphrey was startled by the disturbing sight. "Azarian.", he said softly, "What did you do?" Azarian turned away from the window and Humphrey's jaw dropped. Azarian's face was covered in blood and his eyes had become bloodshot. He walked up to Humphrey with a hair raising stare. Humphrey heart was racing in fear, he knew this was his end. "Please! Please! Please!", he got dropped down to his knees begging at his feet, "Please! Don't kill me! Its me remember?""I'm not going to kill you.", Azarian smiled humorously. Humphrey was baffled, His eyes couldn't stop twitching in disbelief. "I was in the belief that you were under the influence of your urges
The carriage pulled up at the front of the Emperor's Tower. It was glorious to look at upfront. The building was made out of precious grey marble and had a so many windows to spare. There were imperial enforcers at every corner of the place, heavily armed with guns of great magic. Jade opened the carriage door and Alora was eager to escape. Jade sensed her racing heart and gave her the control of her body back "I can feel-", Alora clinched her fists. She stretched out her arms and couldn't believe her eyes. She stretched out her legs. She was in shock. "Everything!" "I was hoping for that result.", Jade said, "And if you think about running away you will get shot down before you even leave the gate." Alora looked out the window and saw the swarm of enforcers at every corner. From very the top of the tower to the front door and those just standing around the yard, they looked ready to kill anything that moved. Jade came out of the carriage and Alora was right behind her. They walke
The night had fallen upon the city. Azarian and Humphrey were cooped up in their apartment In the rough side of the city. It had been a few days since Azarian had last had a taste of blood. He could go on days or even years without the taste but as of late, he had found it hard to control his blood lust and let alone his rage. He laid his head to rest and all he could see and hear was extremely violent memories of the battle of Sarania. His commanding General was giving his squad a debrief about the impending attack from The Vallath. He was sitting next to Samuel during the debrief. He was nervous, heck all of them were. Sarania had never been at war since the war against the Vampires. Samuel's thigh was shaking against Azarian's. He turned to Samuel and whispered, "I've come to accept that death is always going to be there. We can't run from it." Samuel was confused, "Is that supposed to make me feel better?", he whispered humorously."All I'm saying is that we are bound to die ev
Alora eyes opened. Everything was spinning before her. Her vision was blurry and all she could see was a dark figure right in front of her. Her ears were ringing. She tried to get up but she couldn't feel her legs. She tried to move her arms and hands but there was absolutely no feeling in her limbs."I see you are awake.", Jade said, "I was hoping I didn't use too much of my power when trying to sedate you. I guess I used just the right amount. "Alora's world stopped spinning and she could clearly see the dark figure right infront of her. It was Jade, she was sitting in a chair right across her. Alora looked around and there were in a mechanical Vallathian carriage heading somewhere. She looked out of the window but there was nothing but sand as far as the eye could see. Alora turned her attention back to Jade. "My friends?", she asked, "Are they alright?""I'm someone of integrity.", she leaned in forward , "As tempting as it was, a trade is a trade."Alora was relieved. Though sh
Azarian had his arms crossed. Humphrey was playing with his thumbs. He was amused by his human form. He couldn't stop looking at his hands. He touched his face in awe. "So this is what it feels like?", he said, "You humans have such graceful vessels I give you that." "Half human.", Azarian said, "Are you going answer my question now?" "What question?", he pretended absolutely clueless. Azarian was slowly losing his patience. He was grunting heavily as he watched Humphrey behave like a child. "For the last time.", he said, "What are you and where did you come from?"Humphrey was hiding something. Azarian could feel it deep down. Humphrey stood up and walked away from him. He was rushing to the door before he could even get his hand on the door knob, Azarian dashed as quick as lightening. He squeezed Humphrey by the throat. "Get your filthy hands off me you abomination!", Humphrey tried to remove Azarian's hand off him. It was no use. "You are testing my very thin patience." , Az