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Alive - Chapter XVIII crawled up, deliriously grabbing my head to reduce the migraine I felt burning. My entire body hurt, especially my right arm. It was bright red and my muscles screamed out in pain at every motion. I kicked at some minor rocks and lifted to stand up, but the world started to swoon in my mind and thus I decided to remain on the ground.
My ears picked up curses from next to me, alarming the anger Nathan was experiencing. He was mostly caught under the large rock and struggled to get free. His legs moved wildly to reduce pressure in order to get up. He shifted and rolled away.
“Great, we survived that,” he roared and wiped the sweat from his forehead. His feet wandered towards my prone body set down against the wall and raised my chin with his hand to examine my injuries. “Does it hurt somewhere?” he asked while ripping his jacket apart for a makeshift bandage.
“Arm,” I whispered, thankful that I was able to speak through my desert-dry throat. I tried
Alive - Chapter XVII slid my foot over the stairs to note where it ended. I moved down the long staircase, counting the steps I took carefully. A huge clock in the hallway hit nine; it was already late and we had just managed to fight our way through the thick woods.
Nathan looked back, worry marking his face. "We should hurry. I was told of something miserable that would happen between twelve and one," he said while avoiding tripping over an old and broken part of the stairs. He tipped his head over the edge to look into the depths below. "That's pretty scary."
Walking about like a lost dog, I had my hands clenched around the guardrail that was only available at one side. I halted at the sound of cracking in the distance and while I stood, I found myself shivering. "This is not your average temple, that's for sure."
Sniffing and sneezing at the dusty air that hang in the great hall, I continued my way slowly to make sure it was safe. I knew that one mistake could cost me my life and I wished for good fo
Alive - Chapter XV“Nathan, where are my clothes?” echoed through the manor. I ran past the many doors of the main corridor towards the east wing of the building. My hand slid over the wall to mark the path I had to take, the other held on to towel wrapped around my body. My wet hair hovered in strings through the air with every step I took.
I heard a deep voice, not so far away. “Don’t look at me. I have no need of your clothes,” Nathan roared back. His footsteps approached. “Why don’t you ask Suzano? That jerk must have grabbed them for some kind of joke.”
My feet halted; I could feel his presence in front of me. My hand went from the wall to the male’s chest. I abruptly looked up to him as Nathan tugged at my bangs. He grabbed the hand off his chest and walked off. Leading me farther into the east wing’s corridors, a soft hum came from the back of his mouth.
My ears picked up the sound of a howl close to Nathan's mansion.
Nathan stared back,
Alive - Chapter XIVI got the feeling of half deception towards the youth sitting opposite me, the other half of my mind was still stuck somewhere else. His purple eyes shone brightly, his mouth smiled at its purest and his relaxed motion was undoubtedly comforted. Not once was he this cheerful as he seemed to have been bathed in the best hope imaginable. My heart raced in my throat and I tried to hide my reddening cheeks.
My hand closed in on the object I carried in it. The chain cord of the necklace that was lost a couple of hours ago was wrapped around my fingers. The cross was metallic black, the edges pure golden. It was a rare case, but the hound I had come across with happened to be the full bodily form of this object.
A finger slid across the metal surface. “Zaidametsu Finnianlocke,” I whispered without sound, only moving my lips. “An unbelievable combination between a seal and a terrifying Hellhound.”
Motion had received attention and I was stared at by the young man acros
Alive - Chapter XIIII turned around in my bed and gazed in the direction of the clock hanging from the wall. The soft ticking eased my thoughts, but my heart raced inside my throat. The pounding started to become unbearable and I shifted position again. I counted my turns with my fingers, but I was short on hands.
The clock in the main hall, directly under my room, echoed through the manor. The strokes of the clock announced six a.m. sharp.
"Have the carriage ready on the stroke of eight," I repeated Saera's words out loud. I exhaled loudly and groaned annoyed before I turned.
I haven't slept a minute. Ever since I was woken up by the captain's noise outside in the garden, I was unable to fall back into slumber again. More than an hour had passed since I had returned to my room and I was dead tired.
Raising from position and clawing over the edge of the bed, I recalled that the decision of taking my exhausted limbs for a walk seemed not so bad. I swung my hand over the nightstand to collect my blindfold a
Alive - Chapter XII“Bring it on, buddy,” Saera hissed due to surprise. He swung an arm over my shoulders to protect me. He raised the sword clenched in his hand and pointed it threateningly towards the youth in front of him.
Ryuun closed in fast and was not going to stop soon. He held the sword higher and flicked the tip horizontally to impale the captain straight away. His eyes sinister, he refused distraction and shifted his weight, jumping over a fence that separated the two young men. He stared threateningly at his opponent, eyes dyed a mighty blood red.
Saera dodged away, pushing me aside. He turned his head viciously towards the rushing youth planning to strike. “Look before you leap!” he roared and started running in the wrong direction. He jolted the sword towards Ryuun’s, colliding metal with metal.
Ryuun bared his sharpened teeth, angrily growling like a wild animal. He pressured his foul sword, getting the advantage for a short time. Saera stepped forward on
Alive - Chapter XII freaked, pulling back my hand with abnormal speed. I was startled to feel human flesh against my fingertips and let go a short cry out of surprise. As the desire to turn and flee built up, a hand was wrapped around my arm to steady me and pull me towards the human.
"Elza, take it easy. It's me," a voice echoed as I fought against the hand pressed against my mouth to keep silence. My struggling ended, shoulders still tensed and risen. The human behind me exhaled in relief, "I won't hurt you."
Tenability caused my muscles to soften and I closed my eyes in relaxation. My hand moved upward and took hold of suffocating flesh that separated me from fresh air. I lowered it and breathed deeply, cheered to know the one behind me.
My shoulders lowered. "Saera, what are you doing here at five in the morning? The whole house is asleep except for you. Even the dogs in the front yard," I asked, kind of surprised of my own reaction. "Did you have a nightmare or something?"
Saera shook his head and
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