Chapter two: Blood signature
The wind, roaring now, dies down as the moon hides itself behind the dark rolling clouds. An eerie light places itself around the tress of the forest in Forks, Washington.
For the first time in history something unexplainable happens impedingly. The Northern Lights dance around the trees in the forest that surrounds them. They repeat themselves for over two hours constantly.
For a while nothing else happens unexplainably. Then, Aurora Borealis explodes into a fury of golden light depicting images of a battle (the battle of Van Thorn) that eventually sank it into the voids of time.
The city reappears itself unaffected by the time of man surrounding it. The golden city opens its gate and a two very similar figures walk. The now shining gate closes and the forest seems to swallow it up by hiding the great city in its trees.
Then the city disappears to anyone who looks for it. The forest turns them around so the once great city will never be found unless it wants to be. But of course we would have no story at all if the girl Isabella Swan the Vengeful could not see the great city that has been waiting for her………………
While I was basking in my hatred, I stared at the moon. It shined more brightly now that I thought about it.
Maybe it was me but I knew what I have done to myself. My eyes open as wide as one's eyes can get because in front of me there is a door.
I know not what it will lead me to nor if I will go. The door waits for me. It waits for my answer. Curiosity killed the cat but can I die know?
Holding my breath my answer comes forth to the door. No. No. I cannot take this risk now. That door will have to leave me.
It was all very well because the door let me see what was in it before it closed. I must repeat the horror here.
There were endless bodies and several wild things running around them while eating there flesh.
I cannot imagine what would have happened if I had actually stepped in the door. I might have been one of the monsters or the poor tortured souls that they were devouring.
It doesn't matter now. It would never matter for me. How simple such things could be. I could have thrown myself to them if I had succumbed to the door's willpower.
The wind around me lifts up a little and I can see the trees rustle. They were moving as if something had been moving inside. Well I was right.
A large wolf as tall as my chest walks out of the forest. I might have frightened it away but I didn't. We stared at each other for a while before the wolf got up the nerve to speak to me.
"My lady Isabella, I have been charged with the order to take you to the city of Van Thorn and then to the table of blood."
"I will go if only to go somewhere other than here."
The wolf huge as it was turned and walked away without a single sound to follow it. It walks slowly through the woods and then more than a little bit fast. I was surprised to see that I easily caught up with him.
We ran for what seemed like hours as we passed through the trees and their leaves in a wild blur. I contemplated as to what I was doing like this. I was putting myself at risk but I had to go.
The clock in my Head and trees slowly ticked by until finally I spotted a golden shape and ran to it. I was finally there when the wolf was behind me. The shape was a city and it was beautiful.
The wolf stares at me for a short while and walks in with me behind. It nudges me onto is back like it was a horse. We went pass all those medieval distractions and we ran till we saw the main part of the city.
I quickly stepped of the wolf and walked in as it stood there and watched me go. There were long stone corridors and carpets to what my eyes could see. I walked and walked until I came upon a large room with a sign marked "Blood Room."
I figured this was where the wolf wanted me to go since it was supposed to take me to the blood table. However I still reckoned with myself and argued on whether or not to go in. My soul answers first and unlike the other door I knew my answer.
I took in one long gulp of air and let it out. As always I closed my eyes and counted. One….. Two….. Three…… I opened the door and stepped inside the large room.
"Isabella there you are. We have all been expecting you."
"And I have waited for you," was my sharp voice's reply.
"Tell me Isabella, did you come hear for your claim on the blood of Edward?"
"Yes, and I require at least thirty of them."
"You know why we have called you here then."
"I will."
"Then let us begin."
The strong dark clouds that had covered the moon floated away to reveal a shing white full moon. This is the one I made the deal with.
"Isabella swan will have her revenge. I swear it."
He brought a large ceremonial looking cup and slit his wrist with a jeweled knife. He held the cup closer to his wrist and let the blood flow. After the cup was halfway filled with his blood he handed it to me.
"I swear my loyalty to Van Thorn and to find the others."
I then took the knife which was passed to me and slit my own wrist following him. The cup I held to my own wound which did not hurt. I let my blood gush into it until it was full and handed it to him.
He took the cup and mixed it a little. Then, he poured a silver substance into it which made our blood dissolve with it. He held the empty cup up to the moon and spoke in a loud voice.
"It is finished!"
The moon turned bright red and the wolves which had surrounded the castle howled their eerie mournful wail. He repeated himself louder now.
"It is finished."
And it was.
Stupid computer…….. Mumble, mumble (more mumbling) Cant upload big documents. (Even more mumbling.)
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