Yami Shorts

 A Smiling Girl The following day they group woke up. Cerpheres started cooking a lamb stew that smelt delicious. Chashathrophogh looked down at the cuff as Bash was hugging Strena and rocking her back and forth like a mother. She closed her eyes as she breathed in and out to calm herself as he could see her struggling suppressing her tears. That was when Zaryb placed a hand on her head. “So, Grasharlo made another cuff. Why?” He asked Zaryb. Zaryb looked at Strena as she went rigid as she looked at him with pleading eyes. Her face went pale and her breath was faster as she shook her head. That was when Zaryb’s face changed to the cruel look. Chashathrophogh knew that it was Wolfox. At this he looked at the girl for a moment. Then he punched him. “I prefer to talk to my friend, Zarry, not you! And girl, keep your secret if you want, but do tell us when you are ready.” She jumped but she nodded. “Girl, speak up.” “Yes.” “Ohh, come now! Don’t you see that you’re scaring her?” Chashat...

 The Third Cuff Grasharlo bowed her head and she knelt down in front of the drained Strena. She tucked her soaking hair behind her ear. “But it was well done nevertheless. So I have to congratulate you on that.” “Don’t kill her!” Cerpheres growled. Her eyes slid to him and she smiled. “Older brother! I didn’t see you there!” She sang with a wink. “Nice to see you too. How is my favorite little sister?” He purred with a smirk. “Fine. Although I am not going to release you.” “Oh! Why not?” “Because I know your taste and how little is off your murderous table. Also I can tell you both to relax.” She sang, stroking the girl’s hair. “ I won’t kill her!” Her eyes dropped to Chashathrophogh and then back to him. She smirked as she looked back to Chashathrophogh. “Do you think that he knows?” He shrugged. “Who knows? Why are you so interested?” “Well if he doesn't, I wonder how long it would take until he does?” Strena’s weak eyes widened. “You know I made these cuffs.” She said, staring...

 Resurrection  Bash woke up. She looked down as Strena woke up gasping. She breathed in and out rapidly. Almost as if she could not get enough air in her lungs. She was deathly pale and was covered in sweat. She was shaking as she pressed her hand to her chest. Bash rushed to her all alarmed. “Are you alright?” She asked, placing a hand on her head. Suddenly she felt like fire was on her hand. She gasped as she retracted the hand and looked down to her hand and saw that her hand was burnt. “H-h-help!” She whispered. She then screamed out in pain and fell to her side. She screamed and screamed as her body shook. “What’s going on?” “Girl what’s-” Zaryb looked down and went to grab her arm. Yet he too, retracted. He looked down to the burns on his hands in shock.  He then looked up as her body started to glow. “Oh? Is someone being resurrected?” Cooed Cerpheres. “You mean you knew?” He shrugged. “What?” Then foam came from her mouth. She started coughing and coughing as her ...

 A Trade Of Tales Once they were out of Roqaur and the mad mob it was completely dark. So, as they were in the middle of the field, they knew that they had to set up camp. So they took a moment to catch their breath. “Well that was fun!” “Shut up Cerpheres!” Both Chashathrophogh and Bash moaned. “Seriously! Can you not get into trouble just once?” “Nope!” They rolled their eyes as they all looked at the sky. “So, now that we’re under the stars-” “Cerpheres, if you’re going to say anything inappropriate I swear I’ll kill you!” “Ohh! Scary!” “Just say it!” “Well why don’t we light a fire and tell some stories?” “Alright. Just keep in mind we have a twelve year old girl here.” “Alright!” He sang, pointing upwards to a group of royal purple garnets, emeralds rose up and reflected the light of the moon. He then looped his finger and they spun in a ring. Then an amber cloud weaved in and out of the coins. Strena looked at it, her eyes wide. “That’s beautiful!” “See! Someone appreciates m...

 Chashathrophogh’s Declaration  It had been a few hours since Bash had learnt that the best friend that her uncle, Chashathrophogh, had been going on about was none other than the bounty hunter, assassin and slayer Zaryb Zuvé. Even more than that, he confessed that he had been grooming his own niece, Arielsa Zuvé, which he was making her go by the name Strena Azlok for some reason, to kill him! She was just at a loss at what to say. She looked at her own uncle and could tell that he was fuming. Yet he breathed out and relaxed his face. “My dear niece, I think that you should take the girl somewhere else.” “But-” She squeezed, finally as she showed him her cuff. He let out a sigh. “You will be able to go at least a mile from him and you will be able to go even further if you have every intention of returning soon after you leave or it is not your fault that you ended up so far away. Now, you can go. Do not worry,my dear niece, Bash will look after you.” “Urm, al-alright. Will y...

 Hollow Warmth The moment that the door disappeared Morana knew something was going on. The moment that Beatrice and Britannia ran through the frame confirmed it. Quickly they ran out of the cell as Morana kept her guard up in case of traps. They ran down the corridor and she followed her husband as she gripped her daughters hands tightly as he ran up a flight of stairs and to the right then up another flight of stairs and to the left and soon they left the underground structure. They were greeted by a spherical stone that had a glowing blue substance that was dripping off it. They then heard the sound of weeping as they looked at the glowing runes fade out. They walked on and Beatrice and Britannia tripped over something. They both looked down to see the dead bodies of Ephah and Damia. At this they screamed. Morana went to dive at them only to stumble over something herself and she looked down to see the dead eyes of Charnette looking directly at her. Her eyes widened as she looke...

 Scar’s Strike “Wow! I didn’t expect that!” “Shut up and take me to my girls and husband!” She snapped, disgruntled. “Alright!” So Ephah took her to Detective Smith and Beatrice and Britannia as Charnette picked up Scar and took her to the side of a rock, where she would be sacrificed. She took out some chains and chained her to the rock in the shape of an X. She looked up at the sky, it was not time yet. She then looked down at the girl with glee as she thought about the power that she and her sisters would obtain at midnight. When Scar woke up later in the night, she looked at the three witches as they painted the rock with a glowing blue potion. She could see that the moon was high in the sky and it was fast approaching midnight. That was when she saw Charnette spotted that she was awake. She also spotted that she was smiling wickedly.  She looked away not even wanting to look at the stone. She knew that would make the situation worse. That was when Charnette finished her p...

 The Witch’s Prisoners Scar looked down along with Morana. No e of them knew what time it was but both were feeling anger, frustration and dread. None wanted to speak a word. Yet Scar looked at the door. She then walked up to it and looked at the hinges they were graded by tiny rows of spikes. Then she looked at the other side of the door. She spotted that there was no knob. She then looked at the crack between the door and the wall only to see that it was locked with a blade. Well, they are magic. So they must open the door by magic. That was when she remembered all the times that she was in some kind of distress. She remembered how the cracks appeared in her family’s photograph. Then she remembered how when the evil Santa look alike tried to make her kill Morana, cracks spread around her. Hold on. Was that me? Did I do all that?  Well, I don’t know. Hold on, remember when I was in the first world, I used magic there. Does that mean I have magic? Yes. It seems so. Well if I h...

 Arrival They walked on and on as they looked at the path ahead. She could see the place in the distance. They would be there by evening if they had no interruptions. So they looked up at the cliff that they saw before they would arrive at the place. That should be the only hard part. So they kept their eyes on the place as they walked on and on and on.  That was when they came to a wood. They soon walked in only for Scar to see a rock coming at them. She pulled Morana out of the way before her shoulder was hit. She let out a grunt as she looked up where it came from. She saw a giant humanoid creature with a tiny head and large ears and face. His body was well built and his hands and feet were all the size of a man’s head. He wore the plain skin of animals all over his body. That was when she saw the next rock. She dived out of the way. Then she saw another rock. She dived out of the way again. She did this again and again and again, dodging each and every rock. She then spott...

 A Broken Soul They were walking. Morana looked at the wet patch on her shoulder with nothing but disgust. It had cried on her. It had actually tried to kill her. This thing that came out of her body, this thing that those witches forced her to carry for nine months, this thing who put her very own daughters in harm’s way, cried on her shoulder, where they should have been.  She felt nothing but rage as she looked at her. She looked absolutely miserable. Yet she remembered how she saved her life. She remembered her words. “Because I get the monster but they get the mother.” How dare it call me a monster. Does it not know that it is the monster? Then she looked at her again. She remembered her words that she cried when that evil Santa man tried to make her kill her. See this is why Alex would have put it down! This is why this thing can’t live! She would have put a bullet in her brain right there and then. She looked up at the sky as she kept an important fact in her mind. It...

 The Controlling Spell Scar had been walking for the rest of the morning and several hours past noon. By that point she had long since left the road behind. She had noticed that she was not as tired as she ought to be. However this was not what she thought about most on the journey. Yet she took this time to appreciate what it meant that there was a bounty on her head. Not just her either, but Morana as well. They both did, yet she, try as she might, just could not think of why. Why, above all, would she have a bounty on her head despite not even being of this world? Nobody should know of her existence. Hardly anyone knew her. In fact, the ones that did, were either dead, had not seen her in two months at least or were trying to kill her. So why the bounty? She thought long and hard about it but she just could not think of a single reason that people here knew that she existed. She thought about this for so long and hard that she became lost in her own thoughts that she did not not...

 The Road Morana looked at the map and the sun was high in the sky, which told her that it was noon. So she spotted that the next place that they were best going to was the road that cut between the mountains that would need to go across. So they walked to it. It was the colour of sand and was very gravely. So she looked at her and noticed that her shoes would be able to withstand the road so they walked on. They soon noticed a group of men coming at them. Shd noticed that they all had knives and knuckle spikes on their knuckles. They all wore black and had their faces obscured by a scarf and a hood. They all looked at the two. Then they started to walk towards them. One brought out a spiked ball on a chain and some had a pair of makeshift numb chucks. Yet she could see that they had their gaze locked up on them. Scar looked at Morana. They both knew what they were and both knew better than to give in to them. Morana pulled out her gun. “Well, well, well, who are these beauties?” A...

 The Phone Call Once they were even better they walked on and on. Morana knew that if they were going to get there in time, they were going to have to get a move on and keep their health in check. She looked at Scar. It too. But enough to keep it going. She looked up ahead. She kept walking and walking at a good pace. She kept her hand firmly on her arm. She knew that she had delayed too long and not a moment longer. So she made sure to put as much distance between where they were and where she was going as possible. She could feel her legs aching but she did not have the time to address it. She did not want to give either of them a rest either.  That was when she heard a howl of a large wolf. By the pitch of the howel it was about the size of a house! Then she felt the breath on the back of her neck. She looked back to see a wolf the size of her body! She threw Scar over and reached into her pocket. Then it went to bite her. She dived to the left. She went to grab the gun aga...