Battle Of Supernaturals
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"What could that be?" I whispered to myself as I felt something moved so fast behind me. It was dark at night and I had only a dim-lighted lamp to see my way through this thick forest. "Oh my God!!" I shrieked in fear as I felt a hand wrapped around my waist as I perceived the smell of warm human blood from behind me.
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The body can prepare itself for many battles during its lifetime. It isa fighter's malleable tool which endures the fractures of bone, theblood of cuts and the blackened skin. It heals, and your bodyforgets. But the mind holds onto those scars, it does not let go andin truth, perhaps it can never be prepared for the ordeal of war.It is easy for your body to become strong, but the mind must breaktime and time again before it can truly know the strength it takesto fight for its life.As I'm dragged by my bare feet in nothing but damp, sulliedclothing, a throbbing head and a swollen jaw, I begin to questionmyself. My life is no longer one that can be lived precariously, andI may have dug my own grave by challenging Raegan, but Sagewas right. The Pantera may be savage brutes with little to nomorals, but they are opportunists. If I can prove that I am moreuse to them alive than dead, I could be spared.
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My eyes open unwieldily, and for a single second I can pretendthat none of this has happened. I feel my heart release its tightclench inside my chest because in that space of time, I am home.In just a moment, I will break through the forestry and bewelcomed by my father, laugh with Sage as I tell him about themost absurd dream. The nightmare in which I became a panther.An enemy. Hunted.But then I see that scars of all those memories surrounding me.Imprints of history, actions, life. The rotten smell of death smacksme in the chest; a pungent, foul odour that has bile rising in mythroat. Bloody remnants of small animals surround my bare, nakedbody. Light shines through the cracks between overhangingbranches, and I know morning has risen.There's a terrible sensation crawling along my spine. That instinctwithin that tells me there are eyes watching me with a scrutinisingheaviness I cannot shake. One step, one crunch of dead lea
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Chaos.Bones crack and sizzle all around me, those instincts to killunravelling at the scent of their enemy. Ravenous and overcomewith bloodlust, the wolves snap their jaws together with an ache intheir gums I now know only too well.My heart is an allegro rhythm that palpitates deep in the furrow ofmy chest. There's no time to wrap my head around this horrificnightmare, or exert myself in spending a single second immersedin the confusion. I can't think, I can't think, I can't think. If I do, Iwill die.I may die anyway.The world is filled with noise, a cacophony of growls and voicesmerged into one single buzz inside my mind. My father's eyes areilluminated with panic and a thousand questions I cannot answer,like how I have become an eight-foot long panther. It's unheard of,incomprehensible. It is impossible. I'm staring at my family, thepeople I've grown to love my entire life, but all I wa
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I see who I am.I'm looking in a reflection, staring back at a turbulent, obstinateheart. I know who it is that faces me, but that is not what matters.It is paramount in the minds of my world exactly what you are,because what ties the bond between blood and water is not loyaltynor the falsity of words, but the beast within our heart.Everything will change tonight; for the good, the bad, or the worst.I cup a pool of water in my palms, throwing whatever droplets thatdon't slip through my fingers against my face. I'm washing awaythe final remnants of present Kadence, because no matter theoutcome of tonight's endeavours, I will be leaving behind afragment of myself. When the full moon rises, it will rot andblacken until it is no longer mine.There's a knock at the bathroom door, and I grunt in annoyance.Can I have just one minute to myself? Sage and Alan have beenshadowing me the entire day, trailing
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Even though it's a story that's been told to me a thousand times, Icannot deny the swell in my throat when I think of my mother. It'san unquenchable inferno of pain, and agony, and memories, that Iblock off with a fractured wall. No weakness. Strength, only."Fight me," I say aloud, eager for a reprieve from this torturouswait. Sage furrows his eyebrows in hesitance."Go on, fight me," I repeat when Sage doesn't move. My fingerslatch onto his jacket as I tug him from the ground forcefully. Sincehis own Change two months ago, Sage has been wary to spar withme. It takes time after the Change to know your own strength, andI see his fear in injuring me."We've been through this. I'm not a pane of fragile glass, ready toshatter when I do fall. Besides, now fighting you is finallysomewhat of a challenge," I tease. His lips curve into a reluctantsmile as I guide him to a larger patch of grass."Fine. As y
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