Must Read: A Broken Destiny: The Sword Of Vengeance… (Completed) Season 1

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Must Read: A Broken Destiny: The Sword Of Vengeance… (Completed) Season 1

The Old Ones…
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The deer was so busy enjoying its meal; it didn’t hear the bend of my bow nor the whistling of my arrow gliding through the air towards its head. By the time the poor little thing noticed it wasn’t alone, it was too late.
The arrow had hit its mark and the lovely deer was gone in seconds. I felt bad after what I just did and why I still get being pricked almost immediately after killing something still amazes me, considering the fact that I have been doing this for the last twenty years. I shrugged off the feeling as usual and slowly walked up to the dead animal. I pulled out the killing tool and wiped the blood off it before returning it to my quiver. It took me quite some time before I started the cuttings and all as the sheer beauty of the deer mesmerized me. The horns of the deer weren’t like the usual ones as this one had some peculiar curves. I wondered where I had seen such before but I just couldn’t get a grip on it, and that it was particularly strange as I wasn’t the sort that forgets. Then it hit me; this was what was called the “old ones” as they were extremely rare to find and quite difficult to hunt.
My dad once told me that killing any of this was the dream of any hunter. My dad was no ordinary hunter, he was the best of the best, but he was never able to kill any of these deer before his death. My joy knew no bounds as I quickly cut the animal limb by limb and carefully put the parts in my hunting bag. It was said that killing any of these deer brings good luck, though I am not a fan of superstitions and magic, but I couldn’t help but hope that my wishes of having another child after my first six years ago will be finally answered. My mission for the day had been accomplished; it was time to begin the long walk back home. I headed home and that amazing feeling washed over me as I couldn’t wait to tell my beautiful wife and daughter the good news. I ran through the woods, scaring the little animals in the process. I still couldn’t believe it; I have done what no hunter has done in generations. Has it even ever been done? “yessssssss”I screamed and punched the air, tonight is going be wonderful. I soon stopped running and continued the journey home, walking. Soon, I was close to home as I could see our little apple farm, I stopped and plucked an apple, munching it and smiling as I felt like a god. But that smile soon came off my face as I noticed some weird tracks along the path to my cabin.

I followed the tracks and tried to make meaning out of it as it seems the tracks started and stopped at the farm which didn’t make any sense. I was still trying to figure out what happened there when I saw a black substance on the ground. It was tar, what could such a thing be doing around here, I wondered . I got a little nervous and ran all the way to my cabin but there was no longer a cabin as what I once called home was a shadow of itself.

My cabin had been set on fire and everything had collapsed to the ground. My bag fell off my hands as I was in shock. I left here a night ago and if my cabin was on fire, surely I would have seen the flames. Dear Spirits, what happened here? I ran quickly to see if my family was in the cabin when it was set a blazed or they were kidnapped. I silently prayed for the latter but it was not to be so, as I found my daughter burnt beyond recognition inside the cabin but her mother wasn’t beside her.

“Mellissa!!!! “ I screamed my daughter’s name but she didn’t answer as she must have passed the threshold into the underworld long ago. I didn’t know how I was supposed to react and so I covered her with my coat and went in search of her mother. I looked around the area hoping to find something that might lead me to her as she wasn’t in the cabin. I searched and searched but I couldn’t find anything until for some reason I decided to look up and to my horror, there she was, hanging from a tree. The tracks that didn’t lead to nowhere finally made sense as it was right under there she was hanged .

Tears ran down my eyes as I quickly climbed the tree to bring her down. Her eyes were wild open suggesting that she was watching something horrifying before her death, probably the fact that her daughter was being set on fire. No, it was something else as her clothes look ruffled. I pulled up her gown to discover that her trousers were ripped around her K!ttyC@t. Katharina was raped before she was hanged. Who could have done this wicked thing to a harmless mother and daughter? I went back inside and carried my daughter out, placed her beside her mother. With tears flowing down my eyes, I stared at the still bodies of my last living family. In a night that was supposed to be for celebration, somehow it’s now a time of grief. My luck still remains rotten.

Once again, death has come calling and yet still, I can’t seem to stop it from taking the ones I love.