My love My life

As we dashed through the thick and dark woods, my sister Priscilla shouted, "Keep running, don't wait!" Her words echoed in my heart as our footsteps were moving so fast through the forest.

Suddenly, arrows whistled through the air, narrowly missing us. With our vampire speed, we dodged them effortlessly, but the pursuit intensified as more figures closed in on us and the whistle of the arrow continued, I looked only to see it was a silver arrow I increased my pace

"We can't stop," Priscilla insisted, her voice determined. But she slowed her pace as she noticed the number kept increasing as we kept running. She was ready to confront our pursuers head-on.

"Sisters," I called out, as I saw she had already stopped and was fighting and I hesitated for a moment before turning to join her in the battle. Among our assailants, I noticed not just vampires but also werewolves, their presence adding a new level of danger to the confrontation I knew we were not just out number but were in great danger because the werewolves were very strong but as the true vampires we have to face anything that comes our way.

With full strength, we fought back, using our silver weapons and wood weapons to dispatch our foes. Yet, amidst the chaos, tragedy struck as one of the werewolves sank its teeth into Priscilla's flesh, her cry of pain echoed through the whole woods.

Rushing to her side I cut off the werewolf hea, I saw Priscilla's wound refusing to heal, I knew we were in trouble. "Are you okay?" I asked, my voice filled with concern.

But Priscilla knew the severity of her injuries. "Mia, you have to keep going," she insisted, her voice strained. "Find Giovanni. He'll guide you to the hybrid."

I couldn't bear the thought of leaving her behind. "No, Priscilla, we'll face this together," I protested, trying to help her stand.

But she shook her head, her resolve unwavering. "Go. One of us has to survive, so I'll cover your escape. I'll only slow you down like this. I cannot follow you any longer," she said, her eyes reflecting both pain and determination.

As I fled, Priscilla held off our pursuers, a valiant last stand against the encroaching darkness. With a heavy heart, I watched from a distance as she was overwhelmed by the relentless onslaught of werewolves, her brave sacrifice allowing me to flee into the night, haunted by the memory of her selfless courage.

As I continued running, the sense of being pursued grew in my mind. Hours passed until I reached the border of the Southern village. I was happy to reach the village after years of searching but to my disbelief and surprise an impenetrable barrier barred my entry. A century-old spell, woven to protect the village from the entry of the werewolves and vampires, stood before me.

Desperation washed over me as I peered into the darkness beyond the barrier. With each attempt to breach the barrier, I was met with an invisible force, stopping my progress. And then, I noticed some mocking my futile efforts. I look back only to see three werewolves and five vampires emerge, their laughter a cruel taunt.

"Mia, you have met the end. Surrender the book and yourself," one of the werewolves jeered. "No vampire and werewolf have breached these defenses in a century."

Their words stung, but I refused to give up. Remembering the Divine flower bestowed upon me by my sister, I knew what I had to do. With trembling hands, I retrieved the flower and directed its power towards the barrier.

As the darkness parted, allowing me passage, a big pain ripped through my body. I felt like I was burning inside, the price of breaking the spell. Ignoring the agony, I pressed forward, determined to proceed and overcome and challenge ahead.

But as I was trying all this, A werewolf, witnessing my use of the flower, alerted the others,

“How come she? She is using the divine flower to break the barrier, we have to stop her now before she gets away,” he said as they charged toward me

“send message to lord Dawson that Mia has cross the southern village border “

One of the intruder said to another

Crossing the border, I felt both relief and anguish, knowing I had surpassed the barrier but also enduring the physical toll of the divine flower's sacrifice. Yet, as I glanced back, I saw something unexpected. The spell remained broken, and the darkness dispersed, granting passage to the pursuing werewolves and vampires.

But as they were crossing the barrier, two of them paid the ultimate price, their lives claimed by the barrier as it sealed shut once more. Realizing the gravity of what I had done, I pushed onward, the urgency of my quest driving me forward despite the pain that racked my body.

As I was running, my feet pounding the pavement, my heart racing as if it was about to expose. But the road was getting shorter and the hill steeper. Suddenly, I realized I had reached the end of the road. I looked down, and there was nothing but a steep drop. No place to go, no escape. I was trapped on the edge of the hill, with nowhere to run, I looked around no place to hide

In that moment of vulnerability, a voice sliced through the air, cutting me to the bone. "Mia, enough of this trouble you've caused. Hand over the book or face the consequences of your actions," one of the werewolves demanded looking at me furiously

My mind became hardened, and anger boiled within me. "No, I will not do your worst," I declared, my voice trembling but resolute.

The werewolf's response was cold and final. "If that is your choice, then so be it, I will show you," he said, his words heavy with menace. With a silent command, he signaled to another werewolf wielding a gleaming silver sword, poised to strike.

As the werewolf charged toward me, a wave of resignation washed over me. I knew the odds were stacked against me, and surrender seemed inevitable. With a heavy heart, I used my hand to hold on to the moon book in my bag in surrender, knowing that the end had finally caught up with me.