BLOOD MOON

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ALORA MADELINE NOX'S POV.

Our Gaze locked together not leaving each other as we continued our staring contest. Why was my nightmares staring back at me, why was my nightmare real?

I clutched my head tightly shaking it, in the guise of shaking this nightmare away from reality.

This wasn't real

He wasn't real.

I bit my lip desperately to prevent a sob from bursting out, my nightmare was staring at me in the face

I closed my eyes and I felt a cold shiver run down my spine when I opened them to find those red orbs fixated at me

His blood red eyes raked my skin, drinking my being with his eyes and seemingly enough my eyes didn't leave his at all. Fear and confusion doused my skin like an ice cold bucket, his gaze made me tremble in fear, shaking as those scorching red eyes bore deeply into my skin. I closed my eyes tightly, hoping that as I counted he would disappear.

"1"

I whispered under my breath, I said as though it was a prayer petition for his disappearance

"Good day students "

His silky and velvety voice boomed out

"2"

Despite the fact my eyes were tightly shut, it still didn't prevent a teardrop from sliding down my face, I played with my charm bracelet in panic

"I will be your philosophy professor, my name is…."

"Dion"

"Halon"

"Cahill"

I snapped my eyes open and stared at him in shocked, I was shocked because I had said his name along side him, what scared me was that I did not know him but I felt this strange connection with him, like I knew him deeply.

He stared at me as he talked, but my eyes were only fixated on those scarlet eyes of his, that shone bright. I forcefully tore my eyes from his eyes, I let my eyes drink him in, taking in his ambience, when my eyes zeroed on his sword pendant.

The sword pendant looked too identical to the one in my nightmare that stabbed me repeatedly in my sleep.

I yelped as I felt a sharp pain in my stomach, the scar seemed to be opening as I stared at the pendant resting on his neck. I looked at my white shirt that stained crimson and I looked back at Dion who was staring at me alarmed.

"Oh my god, she's bleeding"

I heard my seatmate yell bringing attention to me, I put my hand over the bleeding wound and attempted to stand when I doubled over and fell to the ground with a groan, I heard the shrieks of the teens around me and hovering blood red eyes were the last thing I saw before darkness claimed me.

Those same haunting eyes found me in the daylight……..

"MAHALIA, my love, do not run from me"

I laughed as I continued to run up the hill that was covered so beautifully in dazzling Chrysanthemums

"Make haste Dion, lest you lose me in the field"

I squealed in joy, when strong arms picked me up twirling me over the field

"By heavens, MAHALIA your beauty surpasses the flowers that are gathered."

I stroked my lovers cheeks softly and lovingly, making his red eyes Stare back into mine

"Not even heaven can stop union Dion"

I said staring back into his deep red eyes…

I shot out of the bed with a gasp, taking deep breaths to calm my breathing, I raised my fingers softly to my cheeks that were stained in tears, the memory was a broken yet

blissfully happy one, it made a mess inside, surely I would remember if I've lived such life before.

I looked around, taking in my surroundings and I realised I was in the infirmary.

The door opened and Dion walked in, his deep red eyes looking darker in the darkness.

"You are awake "

I simply nodded whilst staring at him, why did he seem so familiar to him, why did I feel like I knew him deeply.

"Have we met before "

I asked boldly despite the softness of my voice, I knew he heard me

' I am afraid not "

he gave a pained smile and stared at the blank white.

"I feel like I know you "

I saw emotion beneath his cold eyes, a flash of uncertainty passed in those eyes.

"I am not the one, I'm sure of it"

Tears welled in my eyes as I stared at the white sheets.

"Do you remember a field filled with wonderful Chrysanthemums, it was atop a.. "

"Hill"

We said together and he tightly shut his eyes, I stood up bravely from the bed and stood infront of him.

"Do you know me?"

He opened his eyes and stared back at mine, i knew he could see a flurry of emotions behind my eyes, I was confused, scared, hurt and in angst overall I wanted answers and only he could give them to me

"No"

he said in a clipped tone, my stance shook as I continued to stare at him.

"Please do not lie to me "

I held his hands in mine, begging him to please tell me the truth, he removed his hand from mine and turned to the door

"I am still your Mahalia Dion."

What came of my mouth shocked me, I was his?

What is wrong with me.

"You are not anymore "

With those final words, Dion walked out of the room, leaving me standing there, utterly bewildered and filled with a sense of loss. Who was Mahalia? And why did I feel such a strong connection to her?

I sank back onto the bed, my mind spinning with unanswered questions. Pieces of a puzzle that didn't fit together swirled in my head, leaving me feeling more confused than ever.

But amidst the confusion, one thing was clear - I needed to find answers. I needed to uncover the truth about my connection to Mahalia, to understand why her memories seemed to intertwine with mine.

As I stood up, determination filled my veins. Whatever it took, I would uncover the secrets hidden within my past. I would find Mahalia and bring back the missing pieces of our shared history.

Little did I know that my journey to uncover the truth would take me to dark and dangerous paths. Secrets long buried would resurface, and my connection to Dion and Mahalia would prove to be more complicated than I could have ever imagined.

The mystery of the red-eyed stranger and the memories of another life beckoned me, urging me forward into a world where nothing was as it seemed. And with each step closer to the truth, I couldn't help but wonder if I was prepared for the consequences that awaited me.