Elara the child of the prophecy!

"ELARAAAAAA!!!!"

My name tore through the forest, carried by a voice filled with rage and desperation, to sliff life out of me.

I was crying uncontrollably as Dad carried me over his shoulder, running as fast as his weakening strength allowed. Mum ran beside him, holding his hand tightly as we fled the battlefield.

My parents weren't running for their lives; they were running to keep me safe. To keep me away from the Supreme One. To keep me alive, as they run through the thick forest. Mum's breathing was ragged, and her face was wet with tears. Yet neither of them stopped.

We had to keep running. We had to escape. We had to get away before the supreme one caught up with us.

But just when we thought we had finally escaped his wrath-then "ELARAAAAAA!!!"His thunderous voice echoed through the forest again. Dad suddenly stopped, and Mum froze beside him, and slowly, they turned towards the direction of the voice.

And there he was.

The Supreme One was flying towards us, his dark clothing fluttering in the wind. His crimson eyes glowed menacingly as he descended through the trees. He was getting closer.

"Bianca..." Dad whispered, his voice heavy with defeat. "This is it. We're trapped. I can't go any further."

"What are you talking about, Ramos?" Mum cried, her voice cracking. "We need to keep going! We can't stop now!"

However, Dad glanced over his shoulder. Lucien was approaching faster than ever. Therefore, he suddenly grabbed Mum's wrist.

"No, Bianca. I have to fight him. I need to give you enough time to escape." And before Mom could protest, he carefully transferred me from his shoulder to hers.

"Bianca, you have to leave now!" he shouted. "Take Elara away before Lucien gets his hands on her. Save her!"

"No, Ramos!" Mum sobbed, shaking her head violently. "I can't leave you behind! He will kill you! He won't let you walk away from here alive!"

Therefore, she grabbed Dad's face with both hands, tears streaming down her cheeks. "Listen to me, Ramos. You're not as strong as you used to be. You've lost your strength, and you're no match for the supreme one anymore. Please, come with me. I'm begging you!"

Dad slowly lowered her hands from his cheeks. He shook his head and said, "I'm sorry, Bianca. Forgive me. I have to do this for Elara. For our daughter." His voice trembled. "Please, leave. Do it for her. Do it for me. Do it for yourself."

Mom shook her head violently, sobbing and crying bitterly.

Therefore, a tear slipped down Dad's cheek. "My love..." he whispered, his voice suddenly soft. "I love you so much, Bianca. There are sacrifices we sometimes have to make for the sake of everyone we love."

He swallowed painfully before continuing. "Even if I don't make it out of here alive, remember that I'll always be with you. Right here, in your heart. And you will forever remain in my heart."

However, Mum broke down completely. "Ramos, please..."

Dad gently wiped her tears and said, "Now, listen to me. Take Elara away from here and save her." Then he turned towards me. I was still crying bitterly as he reached my hands towards him.

"Daddy!" I sobbed, crying, "Please don't go.

However, his expression softened immediately. Elara dear, he leaned closer and brushed the tears from my cheeks. "Don't cry, sweetheart. Daddy loves you so, so much. Always remember that, okay? And always remember that you are special, Elara. You're going to grow up to be a great woman." Then he kissed my forehead and said, "And regardless of where I am, Daddy will always be with you. I promise."

He held my hand against his cheek for one last moment before letting go. Then he turned back to Mum. "Go now, Bianca!" But she remained frozen, unable to move. "GO!" Dad roared. And then,

"ELARAAAAAA!"

The supreme one voice thundered through the forest once more.

We all looked up, and he was dangerously close now. And without wasting another second, Dad shoved Mum backwards.

"RUN!" Go!! Bianca, Save Elara!

However, Mum finally turned and fled, carrying me over her shoulder, sobbing as she ran.

I stretched my hands towards him, desperately trying to reach my father.

"DADDY! I cried.

But he stood there, facing the monster approaching through the air, ready to fight the battle he knew he might never survive. And Mum carried me deeper into the forest, as my father's figure slowly disappeared behind the trees.

➖➖➖➖➖➖➖➖➖➖➖➖➖➖➖ "Chelsea! Mama! Papa!"

A little girl's desperate cries pierced the silence of the forest.

Mum immediately slowed down and turned towards the sound. A few steps away was a little girl, who looked around my age, stumbling between the trees, crying as she called for her parents. Without hesitation, Mum rushed towards her and grabbed her hand.

"Come with me, sweetheart! We need to get out of here!" she said as she pulled the little girl along, holding her tightly while I clung to her other side.

We hadn't gone far when-boom! A massive werewolf suddenly leapt out from behind the trees and landed directly in front of us. Mum stopped abruptly, pulling both of us behind her.

And its body began to shift. Bones cracked, fur disappeared, and within seconds, a man stood before us, completely naked. It was Uncle Gael.

"Gael?" Mom whispered.

"Bianca!" Uncle Gael rushed towards Mom, his face filled with relief. "Thank God you're alive!" he exclaimed.

Therefore, Mum grabbed his arms. "How is everyone? What happened to the warriors?"

However, uncle Gael's expression fell.

"We lost many of them, Bianca. They were killed in the battle. We barely managed to escape."

Mum's lips trembled, but she quickly swallowed her emotions. There was no time to grieve.

"Gael..." she said as she held his hands, her eyes filling with tears. "Take my daughter away. Take her far from this forest. Please, promise me you'll protect her. Promise me you'll keep her safe from Lucien." Therefore, uncle Gael looked at mom, then at me. "I will protect her, Bianca. I give you my word," he said firmly.

And without another moment's hesitation, he dropped onto all fours. His body transformed into a massive werewolf, his thick fur covering his powerful frame. Then, Mum quickly lifted me onto his back.

"Mommy!" I screamed, gripping his fur. "Please don't leave me! I don't want to go! I want to stay with you!" Therefore, Mum stepped closer and reached for my face.

"Elara, dear..." She wiped my tears with trembling fingers, struggling to hold back her own. "You have to go, my love. Mommy loves you so much. I'm only doing this to keep you safe, okay?"

But I shook my head desperately. "No! I want to go with you!"

"I know, baby. I know," but you can't, she said, sobbing as she kissed my forehead and looked towards Uncle Gael.

"Take her!" she said firmly. Therefore, Mum stepped back, her eyes never leaving mine. "Take care, my love!" she said as Uncle Gael suddenly took off.

"Mother!" My cry echoed through the forest as Uncle Gael carried me away from her.

But Mom tried to be strong as we separated, then she turned, grabbed the little girl by the hand, and began running again.

We hadn't gone very far when another terrifying voice of the supreme one thundered through the forest.

"ELARAAAAAA!"

Immediately, Uncle Gael froze, as his massive paws stopped against the earth, and I tightened my grip on his fur. Slowly, we turned around.

And there he was. The Supreme One stood behind Mum, his dark hood covering most of his face. Mum was running desperately, dragging the little girl along, but she wasn't fast enough.

Then, the supreme one raised one hand. And a powerful invisible force suddenly seized Mum and dragged her backwards. Her feet left the ground as she was pulled violently towards him. Mum struggled, trying to free herself, but the supreme one had already drawn his weapon. With one swift movement, he drove the blade into Mom's back.

"MOTHER!" I cried as I watched from afar how she was pierced.

However, Mum slowly dropped to her knees, her hands trembling as she struggled to remain upright.

But the supreme one wasn't finished. He stepped closer and struck her again and again and her blood splashed across his face, but he showed no hesitation. He looked completely unaffected by the life he was destroying.

Mother. I screamed, crying bitterly as she was splattered to death by a murderer who has no conscience.

Then the supreme one turned towards the little girl, who was crying bitterly, and grabbed her and lifted her effortlessly into the air. And before I could even understand what was happening, he threw her upwards and struck her with his blade while she was still airborne.

Then, the supreme one finally straightened, as He slowly removed the hood covering his head, lifted his chin, and spread his arms as though he had just won a glorious battle.

Then, a cruel growl escaped his throat.

"ELARAAAAAAA." His voice followed through the forest, for the last time. And that was it; he felt fulfilled, he felt sanctified that he had killed Elara, only if he knew that the child he killed wasn't me.

And that was the last time I saw my parents. Elara, remember that Mommy and Daddy love you so much. Those were the last words they had whispered into my ears.

And this is the moment my life fell apart; this is the night I lost everything, my parents, home, and loved ones, at the age of twelve, and that night, I swore to bring justice to the death of my parents. But this wasn't the end; we lost our freedom as werewolves. We kept running, hiding from the supreme one, living like ghosts, praying the supreme one would never discover where we were hiding.

I know you might be wondering, what's the reason behind the killings? Well, it wasn't for nothing.

A prophecy was foretold for centuries: that on the night of the blood moon, the child born from the most powerful vampire and werewolf will rise and put an end to the vampire marked by the cursed ink.

And that child was me, Elara.

And when the supreme discovered the truth, he became obsessed with destroying the prophecy before it could fulfill just to protect the dark dreams he had carried for centuries.

Which are to spread darkness all over the country and to give vampires the world where they no longer need to hide in the shadows. To create a world where vampires will be in power, while humans crawl under his feet.

He was creating an empire, not just an army of vampires. He was turning humans into vampires. He was placing his vampires where they would control businesses, influence decisions, manipulate government, and eventually take control of the country, and the more dangerous his plans were, the more important the prophecy was.

And if the prophecy was real, it wasn't the werewolves that needed me alone, but humans as well.

It was like three worlds were slowly being consumed by one man's ambition, and somehow, I was supposed to be the one to stop him. And I know I can't rush into any battle until I am prepared.

Yes! I am Elara, the child of the prophecy! The chosen one is destined to end the reign of darkness.