REVIVED: Vengeance of The Sun And Moon

OutCasts

    A week into starting high school and she found that things were just as it would be in a human high school.

    The cliques, the cheerleaders, the jocks and muscle heads-nerds, geeks, emos, blah, blah, blah. The only difference was that she didn’t have to hide the fact that she, herself was not human. Admittedly, that part was refreshing but she had run out of steam in terms of participating in any of these extra curricular activities.

    So, instead of going into the cafeteria where they served a mix of fresh blood bags and regular food-bombarding a table that she wanted to sit at, she decided to focus on something that she considered far more important. Contacting her brother.

    No, it wasn’t the first time that she’d tried getting in touch with him the way that he did with her when she was with the Arctic Pack. The con to this, however, was that their bond had been broken nearly beyond repair this time-far worse than it had ever gotten in the past and being killed only to return in a new form did very little to make things easier. So, it was difficult; and not only that but...she felt something blocking her out-as if someone did not want him to be contacted. Maybe him. 

   The idea that her brother didn't want to communicate her was not only a pain but a distraction, hindering her from focusing. So she refused to dwell on it. Instead, she continued to sit there, legs crossed, trying hard to get to her brother.

    “Connecteu-me amb el que es va perdre...un vincle de germans de cost.” Her tone was barely above a whisper. Every time she said the enchantment, she’d feel the surge of power trying to connect her to him before it dissipated.

    “Come on!” She snapped. “Show me!” She exclaimed, her eyes glowed. “Show me my brother!” 

    “Hey, hey, hey.” 

    When she heard Godfrey’s voice, she looked. “What-what are you doing here?” She rolled her eyes. “Aren’t you a little old for school?”

    “I mean...well, the same can be said about you.” He said. “Besides, apparently, I’m supposed to be looking out for you and...well…”

    “Just say it, Godfrey.” Aurora hissed, pushing her hair from her face in frustration. “I don’t need you to coddle me.” She stared at him with amusement. “I have far more important things on my mind than your little goddess.”

    “Technically….she’s yours too, Rora.” Godfrey said. 

    “If you came here to plead her case to me on why I should serve, you are wasting your breath, handsome.” She stood from where she was sitting. “It’s about time for me to go, anyway.” She turned to walk away when she saw the goddess herself standing there. Her expression was almost concerned. What was even more confusing was the fact that Mags was standing there with her.

    “What is this?” Aurora stared confusedly at Magdalyn and then at Godfrey before landing her gaze on the goddess again. “Is this some ploy to get me to-” She cut her words off when she thought more on Mags' position in this situation. “And what do you have to do with this? I thought you were on my side?” She said, though truth be told, she really didn’t have a side to begin with. One would have had to care more about the situation to have a side to be picked and Aurora wasn’t the type.

    “Oh, it’s not like that,” Mags staggered. “I-I was looking for you and-”

    Aurora looked at her niece with amusement in her eyes as she did. She found it absolutely adorable how young her niece actually looked now-how gullible she seemed to be. She probably would have noticed this sooner had she actually took the time to talk to her before.

    “I’m just yanking your leg, darling.” She then looked at the goddess. “I really don’t care. A goddess is the perfect friend to make.” She smirked. “Maybe you can get away with more-maybe...she’ll even help you find your father.” Aurora suggested with an uninterested smile before starting to walk past them. Then the oddest thing happened. The goddess stuck her hand out for a handshake, causing Aurora to pause and looked at her confuIsedly.

    “Hi, I...I’m Kazmiyah.” She introduced herself. “Kazmiyah Crescent Moon.” 

    Aurora scoffed. Is this girl serious? “Pretty name.” She replied. “I’m sure you know my name. Nice to meet you.” Aurora added and walked away.

    “I’m sorry! I’m sorry-” She said again. 

    Aurora turned around and looked at the girl suspiciously. What is up with this girl? There was a look of almost….fear on her face, but why.

    “She does not want your hate, Aurora.. Nor your indifference.” The voice chimed in. “She wants friendship...She is confused and she is an outcast….like you.” 

    “You mean us, don’t you?” She said aloud to her counterpart. “We are one after all.” She cut her eyes.

    “I’m-I’m sorry?” Kazmiyah said. 

    “She’s talking to her beast.” Mags smiled.

    “Don’t get too happy about that, kid. I still barely like the thing.” Aurora returned.

    Mags chuckled, knowing that her aunt was just being who she was. Aurora actually was getting used to the beast.

    “Can we talk?” Kazmiyah suddenly asked Aurora before they could get too far off of the subject of why she was there in the first place.

    Aurora, who had been a few feet away from Kazmiyah at this point, stopped and turned around to face the girl. She could tell that she was sincere in her request. She glanced at Godfrey, who was just standing there, giving her an expression that practically begged her to do so. As if he didn’t want them on the outs.

    Aurora pulled herself away from his penetrating gaze. She then switched her attention to Kazmiyah, with annoyance. “Why?”

    “Because...I think we may have gotten off on the wrong foot.” 

    “Ya think?” Aurora returned with sarcasm, and a hint of further amusement. “You threw me into your father’s heavy-duty truck...and totaled it.” She nodded in a matter-of-fact sort of manner. “Now, he says, I owe him a new car.” She scoffed as she thought about his teasing gesture.

    “You...knocked me into the brick gate-destroying it...completely. Not to mention the stairs of the gathering room in the BloodHaven mansion itself.” Kazmiyah reminded her. "And all this while you were supposed to be in a weakened state."

    “Completely.” Godfrey emphasized rolled his eyes, arms crossed. Apparently, this frustrated him more than he let on.

    Both Kazmiyah and Aurora looked incredulously at Godfrey. “Why didn’t you intervene if you didn’t want us destroying things?” Aurora asked, brow raised.

    Godfrey seemed surprised at the question. ‘Why….would I get in between two of the most powerful inhuman females that I’ve ever known….aside that of the All Luna and Moon Goddess themselves?” He replied stoically. “That’s suicide.”

    Aurora dismissed his response with a grunt. “Typical answer.” She then looked at Kazmiyah, yet another amused smile upon her face as she wondered what her answer would be to the question that she was about to ask. “You want to talk now?” When she nodded, Aurora looked back at the school. “You know lunch is over. Aren’t you afraid to disobey daddy and miss school?” She asked.

    Kazmiyah scoffed and shrugged. “I’m a little too old for school at this point.” She said. “Class will come back around.” She shrugged. “Besides, I can do what I want.”

    Aurora was impressed by her response. She wasn’t as goody goody as she seemed to be. Admittedly, she could get with that, though Aurora wouldn’t tell her this. Aurora still needed the time to fill her out first, however.

    “Fine.” She finally replied. 

    “Can I go?” Mags asked.

    “Go back to class, Mags.” Aurora said. “I’ll come for you when school is done.”

    “But-wait, I’m not a kid-Aurora I’m way older than her!” 

    Aurora turned around and gave her niece a stern look. “Do as I say, kid.” Mags cut her eyes and went back into the school.

    Godfrey started to follow when he was suddenly frozen mid-step. Aurora turned around and looked at him. “You’re not invited, handsome.” She told him with an expressionless look on her face.

    Godfrey looked at Kazmiyah and she just shrugged with a sympathetic smile on her face. “Sorry Godfrey.” 

     Godfrey watched them walk away, the hold that Aurora had on him gradually releasing. He couldn’t help the small smirk that appeared across his face as he saw them walking away together. “I’d love to see how this is going to play out.”

    They continued down the town of Crescent Falls. Kazmiyah staring at the strange girl curiously while they made their way down the street. 

    Aurora was quite beautiful and so….disinterested and distant. She was a curious anomaly to Kazmiyah and though, she didn’t know whether she could fully trust her, something in her gut told her to get closer to her if she could.

    “You gonna talk or just stare at me the whole walk?” Aurora cut the thick silence with a butter knife. “I hope this isn’t the gist of the conversation-cause, I gotta tell ya, I don’t roll that way.” She glanced at Kazmiyah.

    Kazmiyah incredulously looked at Aurora before vigorously shaking her head. “Oh-I-I don’t either! I just-”

    “I figured.” Aurora chuckled dryly, in a way confessing to the fact that she was only teasing, but not really. “So what is it?” She asked as they continued their walk.

    “Godfrey told me that you….are nearly two-centuries old.” 

    Aurora looked at her. “Is that what you’ve come to talk about? What Godfrey told you about me?”

    “No, no. I just...wanted to confirm.” 

    “Why?” Aurora asked. 

    Kazmiyah shrugged. “I don’t know.” She replied and sighed, becoming frustrated. “You know, you’re not making this easy.”

    “Should I?” Aurora asked. “Goddess?” 

    Kazmiyah became frustrated-so much so that her eyes pulsated. “No!” She snapped.

    “Somehow, I’m sure you were not talking to me.” Aurora returned as she caught the flash in Kazmiyah's eyes.

     When Kazmiyah’s gaze became distant and avoiding, Aurora knew that she was battling something in her mind-something that was fighting for control.

    “Yes, I am almost one hundred and-ninety eight years old.” She finally answered. “But I’m sure my age is not the main thing that you wanted to talk about.”

    Kazmiyah stared at Aurora. “You’re far older than I thought you were.” She said. “So...why do you look almost younger than me?” She asked.

    Aurora scoffed. “You say that I look younger than you when I feel you look younger than me. I guess it's just a matter of opinion. Or point of view.” Aurora suggested. “I...am not a whole wolf...nor lycan-not even vampire and neither are you, as I understand it, Kazmiyah Crescent Moon," she passed a momentary glance over to Kazmiyah. "I imagine we would not age as others normally would.” 

    “Then what are you, exactly?” Kazmiyah asked, knowing that she was all of the above and then some, but that did not explain what Aurora was. “Because Godfrey told me that-”

    “Godfrey told you a lot of things, didn’t he?” Aurora stopped. “What? Were you doing reconnaissance on me or something?” 

    "No, it wasn’t like that.” She said. “I just-”

    “I am a child of the sun, but I am also more than that.” Aurora confessed. “What are you?” She looked at Kazmiyah.

    Kazmiyah looked away. “I guess, I am the same.” She said. “I am a child of the moon and...a child of the sun.” 

    “And yet you attack me because am the same as you?” Aurora replied. “I am going to choose to assume that there is far more to that story than your hatred for another species of power.” Aurora gave Kazmiyah the benefit of the doubt. “Else, I may have to revisit that grudge against you.” She then stared curiously at the young goddess.

    Kazmiyah scoffed. “Yeah, I wouldn’t want that.” She said. “I’d hate to have to kill you because of my own faults.”

    Aurora found this comment amusing. “You may kill me little goddess, but I’d give you one hell of a run for your money.” She smirked. “Now I’d appreciate the explanation as to why you snapped on the sole premise of me being a sorceress, if you don’t mind.”

    Kazmiyah sighed. “My grandfather...is a sorcerer. I guess the creator of them all or something-”

    “Ah, Christoph, the Magnificent, the king of the Zodiacs.” Aurora scoffed, rolling her eyes. “How typical. A child of two gods.”

    “Wait, he’s a god?” Kazmiyah incredulously looked at Aurora. 

    She just shrugged. “No one knows Christoph’s origins. So I can’t answer that-I doubt that even they could answer that. I do know that that’s what they see him as.”

    Kazmiyah noticed that Aurora would refer to the Zodiac as they instead of ‘us’. She must have had problems with them as well. 

    “Well, he’s been hunting my mother down for centuries, and...well, it seems, I had become his recent quest.” She confessed. 

    Aurora scoffed. “That sucks.”

    “What sucks even more is that when he finally found us, he took my mother down with him…” She thought about those dark times. “He damaged a lot of people during that time.” Kazmiyah said, thinking of Falcon. “Physically and mentally.”

    “Sorry to hear that.” Aurora replied. “I could imagine how...inconvenient that would be.” She scoffed. “I guess I could understand why you’d hold so much hostility, but….” She looked at Kazmiyah. “I am not your enemy.” They kept walking. “I was born a vampire while my twin was born a powerful sorcerer. Of course I still had a little power of sorcery to play around with.” Aurora admitted. “If it hadn't been for my mother, my power would not have progressed much. Somehow, I ended up being just as powerful in honing my abilities as my brother. Did not change the favor that he had over me because of what I was though.” She sullenly recalled the past. “I was beaten, assaulted.” Aurora said, in the back of her mind, she couldn’t believe that she was telling this to a stranger. But when she started, she suddenly couldn’t stop. “Abused, mentally, physically….sexually.” She sneered, a shiver of her haunted past traveling up her spine as she professed her haunted traumas to Kazmiyah. “Behind my brother and mother’s back of course."

    "Wha-why didn't you say anything?!" Kazmiyah asked, her eyes widened sympathy, anger, and sorrow for what Aurora had gone through in her past life.

    Aurora simply turned her amethyst stare over to Kazmiyah, her brow c****d as she asked. "Would you?" There was silence between them before Aurora finished. "Would have said anything to them? Further burden your family of your turmoils?" Somehow, she seriously doubted that Kazmiyah would. 

    She was right to ask that question. Kazmiyah shook her head before dropping her gaze to the ground. No matter how hard she'd try to convince herself that she would go to her father and mother if someone was hurting her, she knew that she wouldn't. She harshly chuckled. 

    "Odd that for a stranger, you seem to know me so well," Kazmiyah mumbled, recollecting on her own past abuse.

    Kindreds, Aurora thought to herself before she explained further on why she decided not to tell neither her mother nor her brother about the torment she experienced as a young girl in the Zodiac. "I did not say anything because...l did not want anything bad to befall my mother or brother-I mean they had already murdered my father because of what he was-”

    “A vampire?” Kazmiyah asked. 

    “A hybrid.” Aurora clarified. “His mother was-is,” She grimaced as she thought about what Bellarossa had done to her. “An elder vampire-she used to live here apparently. A part of the Blood Haven coven and Godfrey’s father’s mentor.” She shook her head at how small the world seemed to be. “And my grandfather was the Alpha of the Arctic pack-”

    “You’re-wait you’re an Arctic wolf?” Kazmiyah asked, remembering the vague stories of the Arctic Pack.. 

    “Yes-well, beast....apparently,” Aurora replied. 

    “Oh-they, so they do exist?!” She exclaimed. “Wow, so your wolf isn’t a full wolf-it’s-you’re a Lycan-Wolf!”

    Aurora shrugged. “I guess so.” She said. “Though, I don’t know much about my history of it all. The Zodiac made sure of that.” She added. “Anyways, my brother and I have been running from the Zodiac for over one and a half centuries. I don’t know if my mother is even alive and well...just recently, my grandmother killed me.” 

    “Wow, your life is messed up.” Aurora’s counterpart said. 

    Aurora ignored her and rolled her eyes. “Now I have to deal with this beast in my head, giving her opinion of my life every two minutes.”

    Kazmiyah chuckled. “I’ve never had the pleasure.” She smirked. “I guess, being literally born of the moon goddess….well, it doesn’t work the same.”

    “Hm, lucky you.” Aurora said. “Or maybe not.” She looked at Kazmiyah.

    Kazmiyah looked at Aurora curiously. “Why do you say that?”

    “You’ve died too.” Aurora replied and looked at her. “And more than once.” She added.

    “How-how do you know that?”

    “It’s a gift-I could do it on my own mind you, but this beast’s power makes it quite easy.”

    “Sol” Her counterpart corrected. “The name is Sol!” 

    Aurora lightly chuckled in amusement as she let Sol know that she wasn’t the only one that could get under one’s skin. 

    “I guess.” Kazmiyah said. “Though, it’s usually hard for people to read me-even my own mate.” She said.

    “You have a mate?” Aurora looked at Kazmiyah, brow raised. 

    Kazmiyah didn’t want to talk about Falcon. “He’s-well technically he is mine but he has chosen someone else.” She said.

    “Hmph, what a dick.” Aurora scoffed. “Well, I’d say that this walk was actually more useful than I initially thought.” She said to Kazmiyah. “But what’s say we turn this ship around. I’m sure Mags is almost out of school.”

    They turned around as Kazmiyah agreed. “So, she really is your niece, huh?”

    Aurora smirked. “Odd world the inhuman species has, eh?” She said as they made their way back. “Yeah, she is and….I would die for her.” She confessed. 

    Kazmiyah understood the sentiment, exactly. She nodded in agreement of the feeling as they kept down the street. Then it was all of a sudden that she felt a tingle up her spine. Something was near-someone….maybe multiples. 

    When she looked at Aurora, she could see that she sensed it as well. They both turned around and saw something in the distance. It was a large vehicle.

    “Someone’s hurt.” They both said at the same time.

    Kazmiyah knew in her gut who it was, but a rage built up in her when she recollected who was with them. Her patience and her gift to push resentment to the side to handle important business was gone at this point. She could feel her anxiety spiking and she couldn’t control it-her eyes flashing incessantly.

    “Falcon.” She gasped.

    Aurora looked at her and saw the pulsaiting look that was suddenly in Kazmiyah's eyes. “Go get the Alpha.” She said.

    “I need to see him-I need to see if they are alright.”

    Aurora grabbed her shoulders. “And you will.” She reassured. “But right now, you need to get your father.”

    Kazmiyah struggled to look into Aurora’s gaze. When Aurora nodded in a reassuring way, she knew that she was right. She knew that she should take Aurora’s advice or she’d kill Alora. She nodded and disappeared.

    When Kazmiyah left, Aurora turned around and just as she did, they were there at the border. She rushed to them, and saw a pale and beautiful inhuman unconscious, being toted out of the car by another. He looked at her.

    “Who are you?” He asked, but before she could answer, another came out of the vehicle-her face stained with tears. 

    Aurora sensed something about this girl. She was connected to Kazmiyah in some way. Her shifty gaze told as much. Before she could delve any deeper into it, she returned her attention to the inhuman lying there. He was most important at the moment. 

    “That doesn’t matter, right now, darling. How about we get him some help first, then you and I can talk.” She winked.