Filed to story: Werewolfs Heartsong by Dizzy Izzy
I saw it, the looks of anticipation on their faces, just like the ‘Three Musketeers’. I giggle at the title my mate had given them.
“Okay…so what should we do” I asked him.
“I think we should let this play out, I’m actually curious now.” he said.
As I was curious too, I went along with Damien, and let our families and friends, do whatever it was they had planned.
“Can you really Cathel?” asked the Alpha in a far to innocent tone.
“Oh yes he can, he’s brilliant with computers.” chimed in Asher, also adopting an innocent tone.
“Well if your sure you can do it young man, your welcome to do so.” said the Alpha, still in that far to innocent ‘I’m not up to anything’ tone. 3
Cathel walks up to the computer, Darien stays standing near Cathel. Like a guard for my little brother. It made me feel good to know he was within reach should Bettina or Sarah try something.
We watched on the big screen as Cathel removes the editing easily and reveals that the female in the videos was indeed, Sarah.
The crowd lets out shocked gasps and starts whispering amongst themselves.
“Sarah, I believe we have discovered who the true whore is here, and it’s not Alora.” says Darien in a calm cold voice filled with disdain.
“It’s fake! It’s all a lie! That’s not me!” Sarah denies in a shriek. Bettina is looking at her in shocked fury. “That’s not me! What proof do you have!”
“Oh I have all that.” says Matt in a cheerful tone of voice. “Thanks to these two lovely ladies and a third, I have all of the videos, not just the clips you have there.” his cheer at that seemed so out of place in the face of the insane and maniacal look on Sarah’s
face with that information. Her fa?ade to the world was stripped away, and the ugly rotted truth of her was being revealed.
“Do you know Matt. I would like to see this proof.” said the Alpha. 2
“Yes Alpha.” he says in a cheer filled voice. He hops up on the stage and hands the thumb drive he has over to Cathel who plugs it in, brings up it’s video file and plays it.
OV
It doesn’t take long to see that Sarah truly was the woman in the videos. Sarah was proven the whore with the videos edited to fabricate evidence against me. It was so badly done and executed, but it could have worked, if a more intelligent person had done this.
“Daddy is Sarah a whore?” asked Cathel in a innocent ‘far younger than he really was’ tone of voice.
“Yes son, the video’s do prove that she is.” The King said in a benevolent voice, letting the other’s here know his relationship to the Adults and why a Vampire Witch Hybrid child was attending the banquet.
Sarah is looking at my little brother with murderous intent and I freeze, then I start to growl lowly. My mate and those near me the only ones noticing. Cathel looks at Sarah, and while pointing a finger at Sarah, says “Your the whore, not my sister.”
Sarah pulls out a small silver dagger from a sheath on her thigh under her short barely there dress, and starts running towards
Cathel with it, letting out a crazed sounding shriek as she does. 2
Just as she gets close and I start to move to protect my little brother, Darien steps in front of him. Receiving a deep slashing gash, from his left shoulder, in a downward angle across his chest, under his right peck.
As Sarah froze, having just slashed the Pack Alphas son, three deep resonating gongs, like a giant bell being struck, sounded. It was so loud, its tone deep enough, it was felt inside your chest. 2 being struck, sounded. It was so loud, its tone deep enough, it was felt inside your chest. (2
The sound, came from Bettina, more specifically, the mark around her wrist containing the Blood Fire Spell.
Damien’s POV
With the sound that came out of Bettina’s bracelet, Alora stepped forward on the stage. “Oh Sarah…did you forget the blood and soul vow your mother made?” she askes in a soft chiding tone. Like she was gently scolding her, instead of reminding Sarah of her very deadly mistake.(
Sarah, in slow freeze frame movements, the bloody knife in her still raised hand, her face frozen in fear and horror, she turns to face her mother. The crowd around Bettina all stood well back and away, having moved at the sound from the Blood Fire Spell sealing her blood and soul vow.
Bettina looks frozen in panic, nothing happens for a moment and she starts to relax…until the mark comes to life in a purple ring of fire, a hissing noise coming from it as the circle expands off of her wrist, spinning around it.
Bettina is looking horrified and scared, she’s shaking her head going “No…no…no, nonononono.” The fire breaks and moves to outline Bettina’s body in an upwards spiral around her from the ground to over her head.
Bettina can’t run from her fate, the fate her daughter had sentenced her to. The stupid females. Suddenly Bettina is screaming in agony, high, long, loud, piercing cries of agonizing physical pain. It looks as if Bettina’s blood was boiling under her skin.
Streams of red steam were coming off of Bettina, being absorbed by the fire. Her skin was melting off, and she was withering were she stood, the power of the fire spell keeping her from dropping to the ground.
Her screams continued as she was boiled and burnt alive. What was left was ash and the sickly form of Bettina’s soul, a black and green nebulous, shaped in a twisted version of Bettina’s image.