The Cursed Human

Sarah’s p. o. v

Why am I not shocked?

Maybe this was too strange..?

“What?!”

“I know its hard to believe but, its true.”

“No! No!….. I…. believe you, it’s just so… unrealistic.”

Who am I to judge?

“But when did this happen?”

“Last month…. in Zenith.”

I had heard the name; Zenith. It was the same name Aphrodite said when we were having breakfast; awkward breakfast. She said something about Falcon ruling over that place.

“What is Zenith?” I found myself asking.

“It’s a… like somewhere where council is created with head of every supernatural community; werewolves, Vampires, witches, even humans too.”

Strange. Humans becoming council member of supernatural community. Isn’t it brave of them?

She looked at me as she breathed out.

“Being a hybrid, Lucifer is head of the council. His words are law of supernatural community.”

Again I’m not shocked. That man radiates power wherever he went. He isn’t scared of danger; danger is scared of him. I still didn’t make myself believe that he loved someone. What was unusual about her death that made him so hateful. It was not like I was interested in his life or anything but as one had said; one should know their enemy.

He was my enemy. The pain he had inflicted on me was endless, it would always sting me whenever I would look at him.

“How did she died?” I asked the question that was lingering on my mind since she told me about her love interest.

I heard her sighing as she stood up only to grab a pillow from bed.

“She was burned… to death.” I gulped hard. I couldn’t bring myself to believe. Hell! How could she? Did she knew about what Lucifer and Draven are. It makes me wonder; how old are they? The glimpse I saw on Alatar’s crystal was about twenty years ago, when I was a newly born child and Lucifer looked as fine as the last time I saw him.

“Why?” I asked.

She placed the pillow on couch as she rested against it.

“The thing is witches were never considered as supernatural. Our ancestors portrayed them as evil beings with evil purposes. It was believed that these witches could call upon spirits of dead ones to summon them.” Do witches have their magic broom and all the pointy hat stuff? It makes me drifted back to time when I used to watch a animation show when I was a kid, in which there are old looking witches with a magic wand and a broom as their mode of transport and dressed in all black. Maybe my imagination of witches were wrong at that time.

Looking at Melissa’s portrait, I believe that witches were most beautiful and enchanting beings.

“Lucifer isn’t the first hybrid…. his great grandfather, King Endor was the first hybrid born in this world with a vampire mother and werewolf father. But his mother died during childbirth, resulting him to hate vampires…… It doesn’t make sense, I know…. but I’m telling the exact words as I have read.” She shrugged her shoulders. Hybrid; the strongest supernatural beings.

“Lucifer’s great grandfather sought the witches of Sarl to summon the dead prophet Samuel’s spirit to help him defeat Vampires of Philistine; his mother’s kingdom. But it is said that Endor was unsuccessful in his attempts as witches strike back at him seeking revenge.”

Wow! It’s kinda of strange to me. Summoning someone’s dead spirit was kind of creepy.

“Revenge….. for what?” What?! I like the story. It is kinda interesting.

“It is rumoured that King Endor was planning to wipe the entire bloodline of vampires along with witches from the face of the Earth, and this was highly unacceptable for witches. So they did what they were good at doing. They used their magic to kill Endor.”

Okay! Now its kinda freaking me out!

I looked at her with mouth wide opened and eyes almost bulging out of my sockets.

“Endor’s son fled with his mother and wife who was pregnant with Kendrio. Witches were unable to locate their location but Endor’s son was burning with fire of revenge so he started hunting down the witches. Kendrio was raised with the hatred towards witches and after the death of his father he walked on the same path as his father.”

“Kendrio?” I raised my questioning brown at her as she sighed again.

She sighs too much.

“Lucifer’s father.”

“And how old this story is?”

100 years?

200 years at most?

“1100 years ago….? I don’t know! but it was belived that witches are mortal unlike werewolves and Vampires.”

My heart was literally in my throat. What the hell? I mean, how the hell? 1100 years? Lucifer’s great grandfather? Then how old is Lucifer?

“Lucifer is…. I mean how old is he?” I stuttered because everything was unbelievable for me.

“He’s 657 years old…. and my brother is 643 years old…” She answered and I wanted to laugh again but the lack of mockness on her tongue was eerily frustrating.

“Okay….?” I said as my mind wondered to times. He is six hundred and 30..? 40…? Fuck the maths! He is centuries older than me and that old perverted man raped me!

I’m his great great great granddaughter’s age! That old bastard!!

“How old are you?”

“I stopped counting after 600 years.” She shrugged her shoulders like it was nothing… for her. But for me; it was undeniably irritating.

I have been sneaking around centuries old creatures. Well done, Sarah!.

“So how old was….. Melissa?” I asked cautiously. I hoped she would be normally old.

“My brother said she was 18, when he first met her.” Thank god! Someone who was normally normal!

Victoria is 600 something years old which makes me wonder how did she knew so much about Lucifer’s ancestors? And, if Lucifer’s great grandfather hated vampires and witches so much then why was Lucifer friend with Draven? And why did he fell for Melissa knowing she was witch? On important note, witches hated vampires and Werewolves in general since Endor’s time, then how could she love him or Draven….?

Messy confusion. So many questions yet so many answers. It was not like I was against their love but something was not right.

“Vampires and werewolves were like enemies… you said but the friendship between Draven and Lucifer…. how did that happen?” I asked generally. I had questions which needed to be answered.. asap.

“Endor’s son wanted revenge for what witches did to his father and only for revenge he signed a treaty with vampires. You know…. for extinction of witches he joined hands with his enemies. Their common intention was to wipe witch bloodline and rule this world….. without any sign of humans and witches.” She glanced at me. Human? Me?

Yes, you, dumbo!

I gulped hard. This is highly inappropriate. Everyone deserves a life where its witch or human or vampires themselves.

“Continuous meetings and greetings of Vampires and werewolves brought a new alliance between them. Their plan for witch extinction was making their bond strong and unbreakable. Kendrio and my father become bestest of friends, resulting the friendship of Lucifer and Draven.”

It makes sense. But again where do I stand in all this? I still had same question; what is my role to play on this supernatural mascacare?

“But they were different from their fathers. Lucifer wasn’t as he is now. He was the most noblest person I had ever met. The sacrifices that he made for his loved ones were beyond this world. But as someone has said; nothing is perfect. So was he. He had his own demons to fight. Arrival of Melissa in his life calm his demons but the time she died, his darkness engulfed him. That little bit of love he was left with was burned when his mother died.”

My heart clenched. I was feeling something I wasn’t supposed to feel.

Pity.

Sympathy.

But why?

He never felt that when he was tormenting me? Is this how am I supposed to feel for my destroyer? For the one who had corrupted me?

“Nora was a woman every man desires to be with. She had that motherly vibes that every child wanted in their mothers. After Melissa’s death she was the only one who could calm Lucifer. Mother’s heart could not rest in peace unless her child isn’t in calm. But….” A lone tear escaped her eyes.

My hands clenched around the dress I was wearing when I thought about my mother. Kyleigh was her name, wasn’t it? Instead of love and admiration I had seen pain and fear in her orbs. I never get to hug her. I never…. get to…. call her mother.

My heart broke with every single memory of her.

“Anyways….” Victoria quickly wiped her tears away as she again continued.

“After her death, Lucifer lost the little bit of humanity he was left with….. I don’t know if you know but you know why Lucifer hates your parents…?.”

She knew who my parents were!

I shook my head.

“… when his mother was killed your parents were there….”

“I still doesn’t make sense!” I scoffed. Presence of someone doesn’t prove anything.

“No! The one who killed his mother was second in command of your father…. what was his name…?” She tried to recall as she abruptly looked at me.

“… Kenneth..!” She said.

Unfamiliar.

“How do you-?”

“Words spread among vampires.” She shrugged her shoulders.

Now I get it why Lucifer hated my parents that much. But again if he hated them then why he had kept me captive? He should’ve killed me the first chance he got. But he didn’t.

Victoria gave me a defeated look as she looked at me.

“I know what you are thinking!” She said.

“Then you must answer!” I replied back.

I DESERVE TO KNOW.

“After Lucifer enslaved your parents in Arendiel, he was damn adamant to wipe your entire bloodline. But I don’t know what happened but…..”

“I remember him!”

“What?”

“Draven! I knew I had seen him somewhere! He was in the castle, isn’t he?”

I knew it! I am not dumb! I knew the moment I laid my eyes on him. The distinct red hairs on his head and green eyes. He was the one who was in my parents castle.

“What are you talking about?” Victoria mumbled as she stood up with hands on her hips.

“Your brother! He was in my parents castle when I was like so small!” I said.

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She doesn’t believe me.

“I don’t know, there was a man Alatar. He performed some vodoo in his crystal ball and made me see the past when….. Lucifer saved me.” I slowed down. This is why I don’t trust him? First he was trying to harm me and in past he saved me from Draven’s soldiers.

Diabolical… Bipolar beast.

“Orbuculum…” Victoria breathed out while she Started pacing around the room. She looked tensed and worried.

“What is it?” I asked worriedly.

“A crystal ball as you called it, also known as an orbuculum. It is generally associated with the performance of clairvoyance and scrying in particular.”

“.. okay…?” What does that supposed to mean?

“A warlock or a witch who is associate with Ayannah’s bloodline can use that or gift that orbuculum to another witch.”

“And… who is Ayannah..?” Did I missed some thing?

“The witch who killed Endor…” She said.