Zelena.
As soon as the name left Daniel’s mouth, I flew from the room in lightning speed. My feet barely touched the ground as I ran through the house. A stampede of footsteps thundered closely after me. I ran out the front door and all the way around the building to the driveway, not stopping or pausing for anything. I saw the SUV parked in the middle of the drive, bugs were splattered across the front grill and up along the wheel arch and fenders. He must have been driving through the night. I strained my eyes to peer through the dark tinted glass. My heart tightened and I gasped. There he is. His hair had grown, and he had a short beard now, but it was definitely Gunner. Tears fell from my eyes as I looked over his figure in the car. He was looking down at the passenger seat, but slowly lifted his head. His eyes connected with mine, and a whimper burst from my lips. He's here, he’s really here. He came back to me.
He didn’t move from his seat, not at first, he jus
Zelena. “Holy Mother” Roe exclaimed shocked. I whipped my head to her, and she was looking over at the SUV. I stepped around Gunner to see what everyone was gawking at. I didn’t understand what I was looking at, not at first. It took a minute for the realisation to hit me. And when it did, it was like a building had fallen on top of me. Holy shit. She stood just in front of the car, staring at me with the same kind of expression I imagine I was wearing. Her eyes were wide and her thick brows were lifted high on her forehead. Her mouth hung open and her pale skin looked basically translucent. Without paying attention to what I was doing, I walked forward. She too walked towards me. We both stopped not two steps away from each other. Her face was my face, her eyes were my eyes, her hair was my hair. She was me, in every way. I roamed my eyes down her body, taking note of the many dark pink scars that marred her skin. She has lived a brutal upbringing, just like I did.
Zelena.I looked up and was surprised to see Selene.“Mother?” I whispered,“Hello, daughter of mine” she said back. Her gentle ethereal voice echoed around the room. Even in the darkness, her skin glowed. The silk of her white dress fluttered in the non-existent breeze, and her pure white hair hung in a straight curtain down her back.“Is this the Ethereal Plane?” I asked her and looked back down at Aurora’s broken body.“No” she answered,“A dream then?” I questioned,“Not a dream, child, a memory” she sung quietly,“Who’s memory?” I asked, looking up to her beautiful face.“Mine” she answered sadly. She’s showing me her memories, but why. But if she was here, with Aurora, that means she was visiting her too. Just like she did with me when I was this age. If I’m right, why didn’t she say anythin
Zelena. “Dad” I sobbed and stepped forward. Selene’s hands laid softly on my shoulders and she gently pulled me back. “We have to help him” I cried and looked back at her, “The past is set, sweet daughter. You cannot change what has already been done” she told me as she brushed her fingers over my cheek. “Then why are we here?” I asked shakily, “Because, in order to understand, first you must see” she answered cryptically. I turned back around and watched what was unfolding. The soldier that brought in Aurora snapped something around her neck, then the other guard did the same to Micha. I recognised what they were immediately. Shock collars. The exact same ones that Hank used on me the night Gunner rescued me. That answered one of my many questions. If they’re using the same gear that Hank used, and he was a hunter, that means these guys are hunters too. Dad and Aurora were captured by the hunters, not killed by them. A clicking sound echoed t
Zelena. This is what Selene wanted to show me. Micha got free, he escaped. Is that what I'm watching? “Get him back in the chair” the voice screamed manically through the speaker. Aurora’s guard turned off her chair and ran for the bars. He fumbled with a wad of keys on his belt while anxiously watching Micha. I hadn’t noticed before, there was a locked gate within the bars. I didn’t know whether to watch Micha who was continuing to break the remainder of his bindings, or the guard who was hopelessly trying to get different keys into the locks. “Daddy” Aurora cried. Both the guard and Micha snapped their eyes to her. Micha roared again and broke through his last strap easily. He dropped to his hands and knees and let his body morph. He looked like he was struggling, probably because of all the injuries and how skinny he looked. “Get him back in the chair” the speaker box voice screeched again. Without realising, I had both hands over my mouth, holding
Zelena. Trevor lifted his hand to my father’s neck, and with zero hesitation, sliced a knife through his throat. My father’s blood spurted out of the gaping wound, covering Aurora from head to toe. I screamed a sound that I didn’t know I was capable of. My chest throbbed with a stabbing pain. Selene’s arms wrapped around me, as I dropped to the ground onto my knees. Why would she make me watch this, what could I possibly learn from watching my father die. Selene’s hand brushed through my long hair as I sobbed uncontrollably. She whispered gentle shooshing sounds as she held onto me. Aurora did nothing. She sat quietly in the chair, her eyes glued to our father as the life left his face. She did not cry, she did not scream or beg. She simply did nothing. After a minute, Trevor let Micha’s body drop to the ground and lay in the pool of blood covering the floor. Trevor stepped forward and put both hands on the arms of the chair. He leaned forward, forcing Aurora to lean
Aurora. One second he was sitting there besideme, looking at me, and the next he was gone. I watched him run from the car and embrace the small woman in the driveway. They held each other for what felt like forever. She had her back to me so I couldn’t see her face, but I could see Gunner’s. His eyes sparkled as he stared at her, his mouth flashed a full toothy grin. He never looked that way around me, he never looked at me like the way he did her. The more I watched, the more I burned. He picked her up and spun her around through the air. Her long hair covered her face, but I can only assume she looked as sickly happy as Gunner did. There was so much joy and happiness. I admit I felt envious. As she wrapped her legs around him, they just about consumed each other's faces. I felt myself growl before I knew it was coming. I hate her. I don’t know her, but I know I don’t like her. This must be Zee. His elusive Mate. I’m excited to kill her, and
Aurora. “You stupid fucking cunt” he spat in my face. I stood and watched wide eyed as the ten year old me cried out and tried to pry his hand from my hair. But it was apparently pointless. I was small and weak, and he was large. A little on the fat side but still somewhat well built. He had dark curly hair and tanned-ish skin. Who is he? “Daddy stop” the little me yelled. Daddy? I don’t have a father, or a mother, why would I call him that. Also, he looks nothing like me. There's no way this is my father. And if he is, how could I not remember him. “M
Aurora. What the fuck. What just happened, how did she age so quickly. I don’t know what is going on, but I don’t like it. I want out. I looked around the basement, it was still the same, a few extra piles of crap, but otherwise unchanged. I walked forward and looked down at Zee more closely. This can’t be right. The Zee I saw before, in the driveway, she was different. I saw her, she had not a single mark or blemish on her porcelain skin. This one however, is covered in dark bruises, open wounds and aging scars. There is no possible way this is the same girl. No one can heal scar tissue. Something strange is going on here. As I gazed down at her unconscious body, I noticed it, an item that I am very familiar with, something that I could never forget about. It was a shock collar. The same kind of one that the hunters used to use on me during my training. How did her father get one though? I know all about this device. Pasha used to tell me all about it as he used it on me. A device