Chapter 27

6.7K 293 7
                                    

What's the point of using violence when you could just talk like a normal people who wants to live?

But no, we are not 'normal people' we are the supernatural that's very territorial. I may have murdered a lot of human beings before, but the human beings that I have killed are those who have done wrong.

I would never lay a finger or think about hurting those who are already in pain. Those innocent one.

What's the point of war?

Proving that you're strong? Mighty? Respected? Or proving that you are demon enough to kill, slaughter or murder?

It doesn't make sense, why bring pain when sometimes we can ignore it and talk about things that can be solved by talking.

But no, a lot of people have suffered, murdered and already in pain. I can't just pretend that I didn't see it in their eyes and feel in their breaking but beating hearts, I can't just sit and listen to what the murderers explanations and then everything would be okay.

Because right now, I just wanted to let those who suffer and caged with the demon's bar, feel free. To be freed from the villainous thoughts that the fucking demon have put in their minds, some are innocent but very unfortunate.

I watch as the man who shouted about the witch joining my people laugh, but a laugh without humor, a devilish laugh that every normal person that could hear it will have goosebumps and probably faint. It's a laugh of mockery, like joining me was was the most pathetic choice everyone have done.

He looked at me, his eyes were pitch black, no white in either side, just pure black, like how his heart is, a useless beating heart, that sadly, I've caused.

"Surrender my child and we will conquer the world, destroy the weak that shouldn't be living in the light and us in the dark." His voice is odd, everything about him is odd. How can a voice be devil too? Because his voice is.

"I refuse, demon." I successfully copied his voice, my face void with emotions like I usually do.

When is this war gonna start? There should be a chitchat before biting each others throats? Not that I'm excited but I just want to end this, as soon as possible.

I looked at my brother and he nodded, silently saying that in my command, the chaos will start.

How did it come to this? I was just so impatient to get out of that foster care and live my life then I met my mate then my brother and now I'm leading a war that will decide our future, but I refuse to think of the war being the judge of everyone's future, because I know I would be the one to decide my future.

"Or your mate, oh, your human mate should be here to convince you, daughter!" Fake enthusiasm from his voice that made my whole body feel like it's about to blow.

"It's time." And I did blow because after hearing my whisper that I know every supernatural being in that field heard scream from the top of their lungs and attacks.

Claws to claws, fangs to fangs, and paws to paws, I heard a lot of pain and I hate it.

And I know how to end this, I settled my vision to the one who started all of this, and he did to.

With my inhumane speed and teleportation, I appear behind him and punch his back that made him flying and knocking a lot of trees, but in no time he was in front of me like nothing happened, landing a fist in my face because I'm too darn shock about how fast he is. Punch after punch is what I received, I'm starting to feel numb, I think I can't feel my face anymore because he's too fast. He's too fast that healing is hard.

LoveWhere stories live. Discover now