TEARS OF HATE
At the very moment Mary opened her mouth to begin telling the truth to the young man sitting beside her on the bed, a frosty, strong wind blew opening the wooden windows of the small room in a loud titof, scaring Occisor. Mary rose silently and closed the windows.Once again she took a deep breath. Though many saw her as a cold, heartless being – as she didn't really have a heart – she cared too much for both Occisor and Margaret. They were her family, and for them she was capable of anything."Do you know what a velut luna is?" Mary asked."Yes, I read in one of Margaret's books that the female with that title is the companion of the alpha male." he said. He was so smart."So you know a lot about the lycanthropes, don't you?" She finally walked again, returning to bed and sitting next to the boy."Not much. Margaret said that wasn't a book for my age, I disagreed, but she wouldn't let me read anything else. She's so boring!" He shouted and Mary held the urge to laugh with the little one's sullen face."I understand. Have you ever wondered why you like to eat only and almost raw meat?""I know why, it's because they're delicious! What I don't understand is why neither you nor Margaret like them." Mary laughed. "Look how strong I am!" he stuffed his chest and crossed his arms, yet in less than three seconds his arms fell, one on each side of his body. "But... What does that have to do with my mother?"Mary again took a deep breath, and Occisor didn't fail to observe this. Outside the room, Margaret had her ear placed in the door. She also wanted to know the truth about Occisor; all she knew when he arrived was that his mother and aunt had been murdered by the cruel wolves and that Mary saved him from having the same fate."She was a velut luna," Mary said bluntly and observed the boy's reaction. Nothing. He didn't say a word, so she continued. "What I'm going to tell you now is not a beautiful story. Are you ready to hear it, or would you rather wait a little longer?""I'm ready," he said firmly, but she saw his eyes tremble."All right. Five years ago, in a harsh winter, the moon shone brightly in the sky and the velut luna gave birth to a cub. The werewolves, when they generate their proles, they...They stay in their lupine forms until the cubs reach six months of life, and the cubs only show signs of humanity after those six months," Occisor interrupted Mary and completed her sentence, already losing some of his patience."Yes, you already knew that. However, when you were born..."She stopped for a few moments to look at him. The boy's prying eyes were cloudy.Does he already know what happened? Mary wondered as she watched him.."Childbirth forced your mother back into her human form and then you were born, as if you were a baby with only human blood, with no Lycanthropic characteristic."Why?" he whispered, but Mary ignored the question."Your mother was accused of treason and involvement with the witches to hide the smell of the man with whom they believed she betrayed her mate. The execution took place the same night, but she fought and fled, her sister, your aunt, helped her escape. Your mother and your aunt believed that the goddess had chosen them for some purpose. A luna cimex rebelled against her whole pack and paid the price with her own life. Unfortunately your mother was badly injured and couldn't run anymore. Unable to continue protecting you, she entrusted you to me. The wolves found her and killed her and they hunted for you."What... What was my mother's name and my aunt's?" he asked with his eyes closed. He didn't want to cry, not in front of a woman."Emerald, that was your mother's name and your aunt was called Ruby.""How… What were they like?"Occisor had his eyes closed tightly, the tears wanted to come out at any cost."Your mother had long black hair and green eyes. Ruby had reddish brown hair and amber eyes. The two were extremely beautiful, strong and..."No, they were not!" Margaret finally appeared and opened the door in a bang. "Never will that cursed race be beautiful!" They're all horrible! Cruel! Miserable! They're...""Shut your mouth!" Occisor shouted. The burning in his eyes grew even stronger."Are you gonna cry? Those bastards left your aunt with an unrecognizable body, trampled her until there was nothing left of her and your mother had her head cut off! They did that to their own kin and they just didn't do the same to you because..."I said shut up!" This time he released a growl that made Margaret's eyes widen."You've got to be kidding me. I don't believe it, Mary!" A tear came down from Margaret's lonely eyes."Margaret, listen..."Margaret didn't listen, she turned her back and ran down the hall. Mary looked at Occisor and decided to let him ingest the whole story, alone. Now she needed to find Margaret.With her supernatural speed, Mary caught up with her in seconds and turned her around. Seeing the tears in her eyes made Mary sad, she didn't want to see them there. She lied to Margaret saying that Occisor was simply a human baby. But I always knew that sooner or later the day would come that she was going to have to tell the truth and it wouldn't be easy. And it wasn't. Carefully, she lifted her thumb to the young woman's cheeks and wiped away her tears."Why did you do that? Why did you lie? He's one of them.""No, Margaret, Occisor is one of us. He, like you, is a Van Helsing. You're both my children!"Mary hugged the young woman who cried as if there was no tomorrow. After sniffling a lot, she let go of her guardian's arms."What if... If he ends up like those monsters? If he...""I'll never be like any of them! I'm gonna kill those monsters! I'll hunt them down one by one, I reject them, just as they did to me, I will do much worse to them!" Occisor uttered every word with his fists clenched and trembling by his side.Margaret startled, she hadn't noticed the little one's presence. She stared at him hesitantly, but soon any doubt was extinguished from her mind. From Occisor's eyes, tears kept falling, but the firmness in his gaze, the hatred he felt for those who killed his mother was transparent."I'm in!"THE GENUINE ALPHA'S DAUGHTERThe dining table was full. On the dark stone walls of the great hall, every fifteen meters there was a torch lit with the dancing fire on them and the last rays of sunlight illuminated the dining room. The genuine couple was the first to feed, when they were finished, it was the betas couples' turn and then the omega couples'. When the table was practically empty, with not much left, it was released for the last one's meal."Now you can help yourself, Bloodstain," ordered the genuine to his cub, who kept her eyes on the table, her mouth salivating and her stomach growling every time she saw someone chew on any piece of meat, but waited patiently for her turn."All right, papa.""I told you not to call me that!" cried the genuine, interrupting the small hand of picking up one of the bones on the table. "Go to your den, you won't eat today!""But...""You want to get beaten up?" Bloodstain felt her body tremble all over at the murderous look her mother cast
HAND-TO-HAND FIGHT"Mary, please tell me. When?" Margaret insisted once more."It's dawn, we have to...""You promised, Mary," Margaret crosses her arms at breast height. "I thought you were a woman of your word, but from what I see now..."Mary rolls her eyes. Not even half an hour since the timid rays of rising sun passed through the windows and Margaret was already on her feet tormenting her with a promise she made ten years ago.When she saved the little ten-year-old child from being enslaved or devoured by the Lycanthropian beasts, in order to get her out of the deep depression that possessed her body, Mary promised to train her and transform her so she could take her revenge. Mary thought that in time the girl would give up on this idea, however, nothing would get it out of Margaret's head, and it frustrated the red-eyed vampire immensely."In three months. "In three fucking months!" she said in a loud tone that scared the young woman, who tensed all her muscles on alert. "On th
THE BOOKExactly thirty minutes after the sun rose, only to remain hidden behind the dense, gray clouds. The sounds of strides echo through the stone floor in the long hallway and soon the genuine couple appeared. At the entrance to the room, two slaves were responsible for opening and closing the heavy doors. When the couple positioned themselves in front of the door, the slaves opened them and the noise caught everyone's attention."Is everyone already here?" The genuine alpha asked as he entered the meeting room."Yes, the seven alphas, sir," the omega replied with his head down."All right. You can leave now.""Excuse me."The omega bowes to all the alphas and left the large room, closing the door behind him. The genuine alpha sits at the head of the great table and the genuine lunam sits at his right side."Have you found an heir yet?" Kratos questioned Rolf, the alpha of the Rising pack."No, I'm still in mourning," he replied without looking at the other alpha."You should leav
LEARNING ABOUT THE ENEMY"Thank you for the meal," Margaret says, wiping her mouth, and leaves the kitchen while Mary and Occisor are still eating.She walks in quick strides. She wants to at least see, if only for a few moments, the officer. It wouldn't be for long and she knew she'd find him soon. That night he was working on the east tower, she knew."Hi," she says when she finds him. Derrick looks at her with a beautiful smile. Margaret admires him for a few moments; she notes that his thigh uniform does an excellent job in defining his muscles. As always."Hey, beautiful. You want to see the moon with me?""It would be my pleasure," she slips through the iron door and closes it carefully behind her.Margaret knew that if Mary found out she was meeting with Derrick, she would use it as an excuse not to turn her. So it has to be a secret. But, even though she has feelings for the young man, he would never come first in her life.With confident steps, she paces until she stands in f
CURIOSITY ABOUT LOVEAlthough it was day, the sky was gray, the heavy clouds didn't allow any ray of sunlight to pass them. A heavy storm was expected that afternoon. The wind whistled bringing with it the cold, which forced them to close the windows, so the torture room had to be lit with torches.Despite being a heavy and inappropriate job for the genuine's daughter, even more so when she's still just a puppy, it was her own father who forced her to get her hands dirty with innocent blood, in the obligation to leave the room clean for the next victims who would perish in that large and cold room.The smell made the young woman sick. She felt bad that she couldn't do anything. She couldn't understand why they had to be so mean.If my brother were alive... would he also participate in this? Would he take pleasure in making others suffer? She questioned herself with disgust. Surely, he would, after all, he would be raised and trained to be that way. He'd learn how to step on his weak b
THE FIRST MISSIONA moon later…The moon was already rising in the sky. The night was cold and silent, which was frightening for the human women in the city of Kiruna, located in Sweden. About six months ago, Sweden asked for help from the government of Reikiavik, Iceland. But they didn't want to put their men at risk and passed the request to the government of Murmansk, Russia, as they were the ones working directly with Mary Van Helsing.Margaret had finally given Occisor the books that addressed everything about lycanthropes, from the brothers who disputed the title of god of the moon, to the beginning of the hunt and enslavement of humans for his kind."Occisor," Mary caught the attention of the young man who was quietly eating his meal.Still chewing, he looked at her and raised his eyebrows."Margaret," Mary called.Margaret, who was eating her potatoes in silence, also looked up."The government has already set the next mission. Margaret, you'll be here alone for a while, it w
SCARS THAT MARK MORE THAN JUST THE SKINThe dark night sky was adorned with many bright stars, the moon a shine of silver. And behind a large window in one of the halls was Bloodstain, admiring the moon with bright eyes and a small smile. The hope for better weather warmed her heart.Please, great goddess, I ask for your protection for me and for Guila, she prays and continues her path, holding a bucket with water and brush. Her hair is trapped in a thin strip of cloth that she tore from her own dress, so that they wouldn't get too – or more in this case – dirty while she works.Although it was late, the genuine alpha warned her to clean out the torture room before she went to sleep. Which means dinner's been over for two minutes and she tries to ignore the hunger."How I wish you were here, Guila... Just to keep me company." She feels her eyes getting damp and closes them tightly. "Now is not the time, Guila is sick, don't be selfish!"The windows in the room are open and the only so
NOW HIS NAME IS FEARED BY ALLForty-eight moons later…"Tell me, how does it feel to taste your own blood?" He asks as he moves the knife stuck in his prey's abdomen.Occisor's thick voice fills the ears of the Markab pack's beta as he tries to control himself so as not to let the tremors of fear and pain show through his body.They're near the Markab pack, located near the great gray city of London. The beta had left his pack and gone after some girls in the city, all the while Occisor kept an eye on him, studying his prey.He's brave to leave alone, Occisor thought as he watched him from the roof of a house as the beta entered an alley with two apparently thirteen and fifteen-year-old human females. Recently some wolves had taken to rape virgin humans girls in that age group, Occisor knew that.Margaret, when she heard about it, became possessed with hatred at the time, and wanted to rip this monster's genitals off with her own hands, but Mary said that it was better for Occisor to