"My sister," I speak in softer tones so that only she and I are privy to thewords, "When we overtake him, Lucas and I will contain him. It will only workfor so long but it should give you the time you need. Be ready."Her long black hair flows over her shoulders and the mark of the templewithin her eyes reflect a vast pit of rage lying beneath the surface. A cruelsmile graces her features and despite the malice that shines through soclearly in her icy blue stare, it only serves to make her more devastatinglybeautiful. She is no longer known by the name I once spoke in the dark whenshe and I would lay awake for hours making predictions of the future thatwould never come true. No longer is she the young girl that was sweeter thenany nectar, my little Angelyn. Now, she is known only as a beautiful poisonfor she now carries the name of Death's Bride. The injustice she suffered atthe hands of those meant to care for her helped shape her from a creature of duality in which dwelled both light and dark, to a soul tainted by the need forrevenge. They had tipped the scales of her soul in favor of the dark, not sheand for that I would never fault her. I understood this of her and, though wecould not openly maintain our familial ties to one another under the strictestof orders, it was moments like this that I welcomed her at my side. Herinvolvement was one of the secrets all of us guarded closely, for if it were tobe discovered, it would mean her death and most likely mine as well."I am always ready, my dear sister." A glimmer of savage excitement shinesfrom her clear blue eyes. She is thirsty for this new blood. I am one of fewpeople that she ever shows true affection to anymore and I am grateful forthe fact that her words are sincere. The woods open up and the small area is surrounded by hoof beats. A mererustle of branches and all sound of the steeds stop as we come to a halt onthe clearings edge. I can feel the eyes of those around settle on meexpectantly. They are waiting for my sight. I’ve never understood why I amable to see what others do not in their surroundings, it is something I wasborn with, but despite my confusion on the matter I am still grateful to usemy gift to further our efforts. I dismount once more and stride further into theclearing. A shiver runs down my spine before I’ve even gone two steps. Thisplace is thick with Death, it has a nearly tangible presence. I take a breath tosteady myself for what is to come and place an outstretched hand on anearby tree trunk. The ethereal energy of the nature in this place reaches outto me offering me its eyes and memories.At first I can make nothing out, there is something covering my eyes,masking them from what is there…then I realize, no I am not being blinded atall. There is a coating through the whole clearing, covering everything inthick, dark red and pieces of flesh. My breath catches in my throat and myeyes burst with the light of green fire, glowing brilliantly from within. In themidst of the horrific vision before me I speak.“My Lord! He has taken many here…this is a realm of putrid horrors, deathsunnumbered. They have been taken from their beds. Raped and murdered for
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