Chapter 2 Survive!

Devin's Point Of View

Distance noise kept making me uncomfortable in my bed as I kept tossing around. Why can't I have a peaceful sleep for once? I tried blocking out the noise from me so I could sleep but I hadn't perfected my senses, so I wasn't getting the technique.

I will disturb Mom once I am fully awake to teach me how to block sounds and noise from myself so I can have what I want.

I will try to be more attentive when learning because I can see that I need it. But now, the noise was becoming unusual and I was forced to get up from my sleeping conscious state.

"You can't go out," James said to me.

"Why?" I questioned him.

"It's dangerous! Your mom's kind are here!" He explained.

"Werewolves?" I asked, super excited. This was my moment to see other werewolves, and still, mom refused to take me to her colony, I could see them here.

"Yes!" He replied simply.

"Then I need to go," I said to James.

"You can't go, like I said it's dangerous. Your mum's kinds are here and your kids aren't appreciated among them," he explained to me but I was confused by what he said.

"Do you mean my kind?" I asked him.

"Well, you are a two-in-one creature unlike them and they are bittered about it," he explained but I didn't believe him.

"Well, that's arrant nonsense! Do you think I will believe that?" I asked him, looking up at him. "Well, I don't. So find something else to use as an excuse," I said to him.

"My prince, you have to believe me, outside your room is dangerous and I have been instructed by my Lord and my Lady not to let you out of your room," he said, trying to convince me to stay in my room.

"Wow, they said that?" I asked him.

"Yes, they did. They... they... ouch!" He cried out, staring at me deadly.

"Then let me out," I yelled glaring at him.

"No! Even that and more won't let me release you," he said confidently.

"Really?" So my mystic power of ceasing one's vocal cord isn't going to stop him then let's see about that.

"I don't need to answer that. Go... ouch! Ahhh... haaa... you... can't... can't... please..." he struggled as he cried out but it wasn't working the way I wanted it to make him feel.

"This is nonsense," I yelled, hitting the wall with my weak leg as I released him.

"Thanks for listening to me," he said after wiping off the little sweat that broke out.

"I wasn't listening to you and I have no intention of listening to you," I said as I paced around, thinking of what to do to get out of this bedroom prison.

"Don't do that please, just sit on your bed and read your spell books," James said but my mind was far gone. The noise from outside was still on but it has become some kind of game, where it reduces for a while and then intensifies the next minute in a repeated pattern.

"What if the danger comes to meet us here? We are dead then, but isn't it better to meet this danger halfway or better still before it starts its journey towards us?" I said to James.

"Other guards are guiding this floor so if anything is to happen we will know," he said.

"And escape through where?" I asked.

"Oh please, don't start! We will cross the bridge when we get there," he answered.

"At the expense of your own life?" I asked him but he kept quiet.

"You will cross the bridge at your death? Well, that's on you and not on me! I will cross my own bridge now and avoid my death," I said to him and before he could guess anything or utter a statement, I jumped out of my window.

It was a nice flight, I landed on my feet and quickly ducked behind some plants. I looked up to my window and saw James yelling at me but I couldn't make out what he was saying because of our distance. I waved him goodbye and proceeded to the front of the building.

Some guards were lying lifelessly on the ground in their pool of blood. I saw some guards, parading the compound and front yard of the building who I couldn't identify as ours because their royal crests were different from ours but they were dressed alike.

James wasn't lying when he said there was danger looming around. I surveyed my environment and sneakily made my way to the entrance, I entered the building and quickly ducked behind a table. There were several more of those guards I saw outside parading the hallway.

Where is everyone? I questioned myself, none of our staff or guards were in sight, or were they all killed like the lifeless guards outside?

I could distinctly hear some things, some voices coming from one of the rooms in the hallway. Mother and dad's voice was distinct from all the other noise coming from the other rooms. Were they hitting something or breaking something?

"If this isn't about the prophecy then what is it about?" I could hear Dad say.

"Like I said, it isn't about the prophecy but that doesn't mean the prophecy isn't contributed, it is," a man's voice said.

"Please, we have nothing to do with your colony and there hasn't been a problem for years," that was mom, she sounded so scared and angry.

"You should have thought of that when you decided to marry into this colony," the man said to her harshly.

"But I am not the first and I won't be the last," she uttered.

"Well, I will decide on that," he said before laughing fully, like some maniac.

Mary, the youngest cook, ran suddenly out of one of the rooms into the hands of one of the unsmiling guards, immediately she got to their midst, one of them hit her on the head with a thick baton, like he was waiting for her to arrive and they accompanied her fall with laughter.

One of them kept smashing her head with the baton while the others kept laughing.

Another laughter caught my attention, it came from the room Mother and Dad's voices came from. I couldn't pick up what was being said but I knew something was about to hit them.

After a while, it was quiet in the whole building and two figures came out of the room smiling widely, a father and his son, who should be around nine or ten.

He was my age mate.