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Chapter 13: A Curse Upon the Land Last time on 'Moon Lite Curse': 'Then Magena fell backwards with claw marks on the right side of her neck, blood gushing from the wound. And the worst part was that Catori and Hania were standing right there when she was attacked. And I had a feeling that they blamed me.... ' {Maya POV} I stared at Magena's dead body, her blood flowing freely from the wound on her neck. The blood pooled around her head, making her snow white hair, as she was in her human form, turn into shade of rust. Catori and Hania both fell to their knees and tears fell gently from their eyes. My own eyes watered and a single tear fel

White.... That's the first thing I knew when I woke up. The blinding white that gave you a headache if you stared at it for too long. It was cold, that shade of white. Like snow. Like a hospital. As my eyes tried to get used to the blinding white and the florescent lights, I heard voices. At first, they were unfamiliar. But I quickly recognized them. My mother and father. Talking quietly to my sister. Telling her that I would be alright. I heard crying. No... weeping. Sobbing. Like how if someone you knew and loved had died. That kind of sobbing. The sobbing was replaced with a beeping. The beeping of a heart monitor, perhaps? It showed that

The Cure Lyla Smith walked around the Seattle Red Cross Hospital, looking for something to do. As a registered nurse in a big city, she sometimes had nothing to do. She pushed her chocolate colored hair from her face, sighing. Lyla walked into the staff room, her ocean blue orbs scanning the room for any sign of life. It was a fruitless attempt as she was the only one in the room. A couple of tables and chairs littered the floor. Some vending machines and a Keurig cluttered the back wall.  The bland gray walls matched the gray tables and navy blue chairs perfectly. Lyla sighed again as she ran a hand through her shoulder length hair. She gl

I am the soldier, waiting for the attack. I don't let anything faze me, And I don't get distracted. I protect the ones I love And everyone else I am the girl who stand up for what she believes in. I deal with names and abuse. I don't ever back down from my views. No one will ever make me Change myself. I know who I am. I am the mother who still loves her abusive husband. People tell me to leave him. To think about my son. I tell them I am. They don't believe me But I know where I stand. I am the homeless man who stands up and puts a smile on my face because I know I'll help someone today. I have to try and get change to hel

Chapter 12: Life At Its Best {Maya POV} I took a deep breath as I stared down Donovan. "Donovan. I might not be sure on how to defeat you but I have my six friends." Wait. Six? I looked behind and saw Magena standing tall. "Magena!" I gasped. "I will not have my siblings in harms way but I couldn't just let you face Donovan by yourself." Magena smirked. "Donovan. I believe it is time for you to step down from the throne or we will have to take it by force." "Haha... dear, Magena. You are so naive. Time for you to die!" Donovan said. "Dark Claw Attack!" Then Magena fell backwards with claw marks on the right side of her neck, blood gushi

Chapter 11: Curses, Battles, and Magic {Maya POV} Lots of things were on my mind. The battle was not one of them. Strangely enough, it was all about what would happen if I lost this battle and what would happen to Ky or Zylus. What would become of me? What? But I couldn't stay unfocused for long. Donovan launched an attack. "Dark claw attack!" He screamed. I quickly dodged his attack and launched one of my own. "Heaven's arrow!" Well... that was new. Either way, new or not, I had to win this battle. Even if I die, I must win this and free the people of this world. I wonder what Master B is doing right now. Is he looking for us? Does he k

How come I always live in someone else's shadow? Why can't I just be free and be myself? How come,that everytime, I try to break free, I fall and can't get back up? Why am I cursed with this life of constantly trying to outdo a sister that is so much better than I? Why am I supposed to go to her things and support her with a fake smile and untrue glee whenever she doesn't support me? Why do I even try, anymore? All I am told is to keep trying and someday you'll succeed and follow in your sister's footsteps. But I constantly remind myself that if I stay in the shadows, if I don't try to be myself...then who am I really? Am I me

Chapter 10: An Eternal Life May Not Last Forever... Maya ran quickly to the castle. But what would happen when she got there? Would Donovan quickly kill her? Or would he put up a fight? She didn't know and truely didn't care. She just wanted to see Ky's and Zylus's faces again. But first, she had to defeat Donovan. While she ran, Maya thought of happy times. Times when she and Boddai had fun, when she and Ky first met, when she met Boomer... but she was also thinking of that day. The day that the tornament was on. A Tuesday, a bright, sunny day. The day that Ky was reunited with his father... and the day that she figured out that Lokar was

Chapter 9: A Forbidden Romance is the Best Kind of Romance... {Maya POV} "Maya! Be careful. We don't know where to go or if Donovan expects us." Catori told me as she ran behind me to Donovan's castle. "I do know. It doesn't matter if we get lost. He's expecting us anyway. He's not dumb, like you said he wasn't. Trust me. If anyone dies on the battlefield today, he is." I said,  determination in my eye and a heart full of courage. I wasn't going to lose to Donovan. Not with so much on the line. I need to tell Zylus how I feel about him. And Ky too. "Maya," Hania said, "how do you know that one of us aren't going to die?" I thought for a m

Chapter 8: To Kill A Mockingbird {Maya POV} I followed Magena, Catori, and Hania to the edge of the forest. What I saw next was undescribable. Death loomed over a small village and night never left it, either. Men, women, children...all living in fear of a rather dark and gloomy castle. The guys caught up and looked at the village in shock. I didn't know which was worse; seeing Lokar murder my parents, or this. No. I did know. This was worse, by a landslide. My sadness turned to anger as my brows furrowed together and my hands balled into fists. Ky placed his left hand on my right one, as if to say, "Now don't do anything you're gonna regr