.The Rule Breaker.

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Camilla's pov:

it still felt like I was a little mouse walking the paws of a feral cat that was ready to tear me apart when I was around Karla, there was still that hated deadly blood red aura.... but now I had an explanation.

Karla had voiced my thoughts once.

"to beat a monster.... you need to become a monster"

that sentence wouldn't leave my mind, thoughts swirling with what she could and would do to make her a bigger monster than my parents that she didn't already do, it scared me, it really did.... I just hope she won't be doing something stupid.

Karla's pov:

I was standing on the roof of the house, the wind blowing my hair to the side as I stared of in the distance at the opposing camp of enemies, rain never stopped pouring, wind never settled, thunder never lessened, light never broke through the clouds.... and I have the feeling it will not until this war is over.

I...

I didn't like my role....

not at all....

what I told Camilla was true.... it's always the bigger monster that wins the war.... but you either die a hero or live long enough to become the villain.... I know people can no longer look at me like they do with mom.

people pull themselves out of the way as I pass.

parents carry their children away.

humans look down upon me as I became like their legends.

wolves see me as a tyrant not that I'm not one right now.

vampires fear me like the plague.

it hurts but I know I caused it.... I made them hate me, fear me, bow to me.... and if at the end of this war they come to lead me to death.... I'll accept it knowing I did all this for their safety.... I'll bring that secret in the grave with me so they can have peace yet again.

they blood covers my hands, I took so many of the lives that served me to be strong enough to take the lives of those that fought us.... I know I'm not hero.... granny's saying holds no ground here.... I'm not like any other Blackblood in history.... I'm no hero of this pack.... I'm the villain.

I'm the villain that will die after this war is over, overthrown by the people for freedom, for peace, bringing this age of chaos to an end with my death and creating peace for the kingdom I wear the crown of.

suddenly I felt not rain hitting my, the wind stop blowing, the sounds disappearing.

I looked around, it was like everything was.... frozen.... frozen in ice, never to move ever again.

I turned my face to the sky with my eyes closed, hands in fists by my side as my shoulders tensed.... every Blackblood would get the visit of someone really special in the life time, if never again but always once.... said person would always appear before tragedy struck or they could stop the tragedy by turning back time a few seconds to minutes.... b.... e.... f.... o.... r.... e....

"you are late moon goddess" I spat with venom dripping out of my mouth in big waves. "you are late!" I faced her, a surprising gush of wind hit me in the face for a few seconds before it stopped again.

"you felt that didn't you?" she said, ignoring what I said, her blue hair waving around like if there was gently wind around her.

"what?" I frowned and glared as I coldly asked, she was late.... she didn't help me.... she didn't help my sister.... she didn't help Ashley!

"the wind.... you carry a huge power in you the worries even gods Karla.... you're a--" "wolf thief I know" she shook her head.

"you are what gods call a soul eater.... you don't take just their strengths but also rip their souls apart, a death beyond death, slowly you are rising in power and getting closer to gods.... and that scares them"

"a soul eater? closer to gods?" my anger was more or less replaced by confusion.

"yes.... we can't see your future like all of you Blackblood's but all of us sense your fate is darker than any of us has been to become a god.... it will be your choice but it will change all of the universe"

"what do I choose?!"

"no one knows but I'm sure you feel it too.... you did ask Camilla when you met her"

".... yeah"

"be careful Karla.... you fate is catching up to you faster than you can run from it.... this war will be you last one"

the wind picked up, rain poured on me and I was left alone on the roof again.

my fists slowly relaxed and hang by my side I was staring downwards.... deep in thoughts.

I was right....

I was going to perish at the end of this war....

I was to be the villain....

I looked up again, like if I was trying to look the gods in the face.

"you are worried?!" I yelled at the sky, talking to the invisible, inexistent yet ever present gods "you fear my powers?! you will see! I will be even more power!! I will be a god!!!"

I said nothing for a while after that, the thunder seeming to rage, the wind lashing out, the clouds rumbling, the rain hitting....

I will become stronger...

I will become a god if needed!

you either die a hero...

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or live long enough to see yourself become the villain of the story....