The Crown of Humatora

Dark Nephilim, Named Riftan (part 1)

We walk in silence for like a half-hour of the yellow sun; I follow his lead; he is after all know everything about this dense and terrifying forest. One thing that I want to question him though, is what is he doing living in the outback corner of another warlord territory?

This is Gandor's territory, and he is not a very welcoming warlord when another clan goes into his territory. I know this for sure because I remember he brought home several heads of vampires and then displayed them within several of his borders.

“Hey~ Hey Riftan~”

I whisper to call him; he stops and turns around to some, and by the looks of it actually irritated him.

“What?~”

His eyes are glaring at me, definitely not looking forward to escorting me out of this weird forest, not to mention I call him just like that.

“Errr… How far do we have to go?~”

“You called me for that kind of piece of information?~”

“I’m not intended for you to stop walking?~”

“Well, I have to, the forest is too dangerous, the minute you let out your guards, there’s something dangerous will come into our way~” He folded his hands and then turn around, his eyes glance at my face. “Just walk, for now, we will surely find a shelter after a while~”

That was not the answer to my question, but I guess he thinks he was, he walks again, completely ignored me this time, I gave a long sigh, if only I could just transform even for like ten seconds, I would gladly sink my jaw into his neck, his… beautiful neck, or maybe lick the abs…

What am I thinking?! Oh my, Heaven and Hell! I am lusting over this jerk like crazy!! I smack my cheeks repeatedly. I refuse to have any impure thoughts with this impudent! Poor decision, the sounding of my preposterous self tortures, invites certain creatures, actually more like a tiny wing creature. Their body is elvens, but their head… their individual heads are shaped like a horn, a blowing horn, in every color imaginable.

“Hell! It’s Pixiekeep!”

Riftan screams and then takes my hand, more like he grabs it and told me to run for my life.

“Oh, now you’re allowing yourself to scream?!”

We run away as fast as we can, for me, it’s because he dragging me along with him. I don’t even know what is the danger that we are facing right now.

“We have to! The Pixiekeep will wake up every monster that roaming this enchanted forest for sure!!” Riftan screaming in frustration, though I still doubt it.

“With what?? Screaming with their horn face like?”

Just after I say those words, all of those small creatures begin to screech out loud, a horrendous voice that makes the ears uncomfortable, and a feeling of anxiety will come rushing in.

“Yes, they are, happy now?!” Shout Riftan at my face.

“Do I look like I’m ecstatic about it?!”

I let go of his grip, and beginning to undress, the only way to deal with this matter is to fight them head-on, and my Werewolf will definitely be able to handle all of them, suddenly a firm grip of an elven goes into my shoulder, of course, it’s Riftan, he looks at me with a furious look.

“Fool, you can’t transform here!”

I let go of his grip, and together we are running once again. I got so mad that he is becoming somewhat a leader of the group, I hate it, I don’t know why.

“At least told me the reason I can’t transform in this f*cking forest!!”

“I already told you, this is an enchanted forest!”

“I don’t even know what it’s mean!!”

“Ugh… Seriously?” He glances at me, even though both of us are still running as fast as we can.

“Yes!” I scream on top of my lungs, this j*rk refuse to trust any of my words, so frustrating!

“F*ck! We should hide for now.” He looks behind us, I can see the horrified look before he fastens his pace, I am almost at my limit, my breathing is heavier now, and he notices it. “Hey, wolf, never turn your back, okay, I’ll fly both of us into the cliff right ahead.”

“What? Why?” I ask him with a puzzled look.

Suddenly he spread his wing and carries me into his powerful arms and flies away into the nearest cliff. I scream, not because of Riftan's sudden move, it’s because I finally see what Riftan doesn’t want me to see.

An enormous three-headed basilisk has been following us for a while, there’s no sound coming from it, this is a rare basilisk, with a venomous fang, or rather, fangs, since the creature has three heads.

“Oh, my hell!!”

“I told you not to see it!”

“How couldn’t I! The basilisk is basically three feet from us! If we stop just for a second we would definitely gone for sure!”

We finally reach our destination, once again, this cliff is full of the glowing mushroom, I let go of his arms and sit in one of the medium-size mushrooms.

“Luxsvetz mushroom, somehow the creatures afraid to be near this mushroom, I don’t know why though?” Riftan talks to me like he knows I most definitely want it to know about this strange mushroom.

“Thanks, now I know why you have it in your hideout, you…” I stop talking kid sentence when I turn around to see him, his wing is torn apart, there’s a flesh wound with blood splurging. “Oh my hell! What happened?! Did the basilisk gets you?!”

I help him laying into one of the largest Luxvetz, he winces and thanking me for my kind gesture.

“What happened? Did the basilisk gets you?”

He smirks and tries to retract his wing, but the wing doesn't even budge, he screams in pain, the wing still need to be healed, there’s nothing he can do, and I know about this, Dark and Light Nephilim have the healing power but only for another clan, they can’t heal themselves, It’s not fair in my opinion.

“Listen to me, wolf.” He warns me with his clear eyes, I can still a lot of pain from his bated breath, he’s struggling for sure. “My wing got destroyed by the power of this forest, not because of the silver basilisk.”

“What? The forest? Why? I am so baffled right now.”

“I have the same question. I don’t know why, but the forest allows no elven to activate any power that they have. I saw countless were clan, vampires got slaughtered here.”

“Vampires?”

Riftan story reminded of Gandor when he brought back the heads of the vampire clan, he claimed he was the one that slaughtered them, but what if his story weren’t the truth? That b*stard.

“Yes, but you saw it yourself, even if you don’t activate any of your power, the creatures inside the forest will definitely hunt you down, the basilisk and not to mention that gigantic minotaurs, it’s like…”

“It’s like the forest is hiding something.”

He looks at me with a surprised look. “Yes, that’s what I thought as well.”

“Why do you look so surprised about it?” I fold my hand at him.

“Much apologize about that, I never think that you actually have the capability of thinking… Well… smarter.”

“Wait, do you think I’m an imbecile?!”

“Not really, I just think that you’re somewhat a sheltered step-daughter of Gandor, you know, never goes out and just being pampered all around.”

I laugh at how he really missed any point of my life there, sheltered? Well, maybe a bit, but pampered? For hell, I was a speck of dirt in his eyes, he hates me and my guts.

“Oh the blessing heaven, how wrong are you in every aspect, well, I maybe a sheltered step-daughter, but he never likes me, in fact, that f*cker hate me so much.”

“I… I am so sorry, I never realized that he actually treats you like…”

“Like crap? Yeah, he is, from the first day he met me, he never even consider me as one of his family.” Reminiscing about those days makes me tears up a bit, I refused to do so, I wipe the sadness and look at Riftan. We need to heal your wing. I know a technique that will definitely heal your wound immediately, but I do this just because we need to move as fast as we can.”

He looks at me with a very confused look.

“A technique? Do you have healing power?”

“Actually no, but I can heal my body whenever… Well, whenever I seep blood of any creatures.”

Riftan eyes just got bigger. The revelation surprised him. “Wait, so you are?” He staring at me like he just sees one of nature’s mistaken creations. “Impossible!”

I rustle my hair a bit and let the wind blowing my golden hair, my eyes staring into the yellow sun. “Yes, I think I am a hybrid.”

"Oh for hell..."

"Yeah, surprise!" I try to lighten the mood by making a terrible joke.

"No, actually I'm also a hybrid."

"What? you're kidding me!"

He chuckles at me, even though his wing is still hanging like a lump of dead meat, it must be so painful by the looks of it. "I wasn't joking, so, what exactly you're proposing for me?"

"Become my mate, and I will be able to heal you."

The chuckles went, changing into a very serious and in shock face of a beautiful dark Nephilim with a pair of stunning blue eyes.