Daughter of the Damned

Mira's POV: A sneak peek into the Future

It was such a dark night that even the moonlight felt heavy over my shoulder blades.

I was in my new school uniform. Blood dripped from various pores, staining the white and maroon dress. I quickly pulled out the black cloak from my bag and flipped it over my head and school bag.

The street was as empty as my soul, and it seemed like it would be a struggle for me to get a ride.

I pulled out my phone from my pocket.

I tried pressing on the cracked and shattered screen repeatedly, but as expected, without success. It hadn't blacked out but was useless. It was a miracle I still had it in my pocket in that form and had not completely lost it after what I had been through that night.

Just then, I saw a taxi coming right in my direction. Possibly the luckiest event in my history

The driver jerked into a stop as I came right in front of it.

"Damn it, girl... If you are suicidal, go somewhere else to die."

I gave him a look that I knew he would never forget.

" Nah! I'm not willing to die yet. I just need a ride."

I flung myself inside the back seat and closed the door tightly.

"Where to? I mean the address? He asked. I guess I should have given him a head start. That might have been a mistake.

"Straight to the eastern cemetery."

He didn't look back at me for the rest of the ride. And the moment we reached the cemetery, he could barely wait to see me leave. He didn't even wait to take the money for the ride. He just left. Quite perplexed, to my amusement.

The guard was fast asleep when I jumped inside the walls of the cemetery.

They should be waiting.

The three Musketeers in my life It didn't matter if I loved them or hated them; it seemed like we were stuck together for eternity. Such was our destiny.

As I walked, I could feel the charge in the air, which could only mean that the boys were just getting started with their prey.

Braze, Kian, and Xen Every girl's desire, every boy's envy

"Mira, you are late."

Braze said with a voice that was grumpy, and he didn't even look at me. His eyes were fixed on the silhouette that he had pinned to thin air.

"Did you have to visit Chemora again? It was Kian who asked, but he didn't wait to hear my answer. He had to fling himself forward to restrain the silhouette, which was now taking on a gigantic shape.

"Let her breathe, you guys. Can't you see she looks exhausted already? Let's wrap this one up by ourselves tonight. Mira, you can stand aside and guide us if we cannot do it right. "

With that, Xen jumped into the action.

The silhouette was obviously too powerful for them. It was dragging the three of them along all at once.

The silhouette was actually the distorted soul of a dark mage. A shifter mage, to be precise. They escape into our planet Earth from their own world, called Chemora.

When they take human form, the darkness in them amplifies and manifests itself. It takes complete control over their soul. These dark mages are engaged in spreading corruption across our planet. Though I am not sure if we can really call it 'our earth', You see, all four of us were born in Chemora.

So, let's get back to the topic of the dark mages. The problem with their intensified darkness was that, even after getting killed, their souls lingered behind and formed a shell around it, like a ghost. As if forming its own entity. And these forms wreaked havoc on the common folks. It threatened to expose the secret of the world where we came from.

But that is another story.

Before going into that narration, let me try telling you about the dynamics that I shared with the boys only a couple of years ago.

Phew! My life was so different.

Hold on; before we go back to the present, where my life was nothing less than normal, let me take you where it all began.

***in the other world***

Somewhere in the Past

He was running with a blade hidden under his cloak.

He was running as his feet left footsteps behind, inked by the blood that dripped from that blade.