THE ZARYA WIXX'S UNESCAPABLE VENGEANCE 101
ZARYA'S POV
The night was silent, except when the screaming of women could be heard from the newly established Pack Houses of the Black Wolves Pack. They traveled again to the part of the East and this was their chosen location. They were located down the hill which was easy to see when you were located at the heights of elevated soil. Their houses were made up of woods, easy to burn. The smoke was coming from the cooking area, I guess.
I stood brave and chinned up. The time had come. I will take my revenge on the pack who stole the whole world from me when they massacred my family. I will make sure that any one of them would suffer, especially those who were responsible for all my sadness, grief, and sorrow.
"They will crawl on the ground and plead on me, I am deaf to her and blind to see." My fists slowly closed while the giggling was on my emotion. My eyes were burning in fire.
"I'm on your back," Hali spoke up. I released my crumpled right fist when he held my hand. I gazed up at him. "Don't get killed."
"So do you," I answered back at him.
"Halt." Raiden clenched his jaw as he commanded the guards. We brought only twenty men to the battle. I was standing next to Hali to my right and Khal to my left. Raiden and Pyro were on the right side also, glaring at the pack. Colden and Zephyrus were at the Elemental Kingdom, protecting the throne. Higher King Oswald did not know what was happening, he was in a discussion with the other kingdom at the moment and he would go back next week.
"Stand by, everyone," Raiden ordered while he was standing handsomely, he was wearing a white warrior suit. He was the brain of our attack, whatever he said, he would follow. "Do not hit them with an arrow, innocents are scattering around. Only kill those who fight back, leave those who hide."
We listened to him carefully word by word. "I repeat… do not beat the arrow to those innocent." He gazed at the men on the right side. "Shifters, look clearly who will you murder."
The men were composed of two groups, the Archers and the Shifters. The Archers were responsible for hitting the arrow at the distance toward the enemies. The shifters were the ones who would change from human form to wolf. Their role was to attack using the strength and bravery of their wolves. They were trained using that features. I would not change my wolf form unless I needed it. I wanted to ease them with my own energy, effort, and strategies. I only had a long knife in both hands.
"Ready… one… two…" Raiden raised his golden sword. "Attack!"
My feet moved as quickly as I could. I flipped over as I landed with my knees folded. I bent down and slashed the feet of the guards near me. I stood up, grabbed the next one, and struck its throat. The blood splashed from my face. The cold emotion was written into my face. The flashes of images came into my head, my brother's rolling head, my father's bathing body with his own blood, my mother lying on the floor as I screamed and my heart was in pain.
The sorrow this pack caused me will be forever in my heart. They were the ones who created beast in me and they would not untamed it no matter how loud their scream was.
I gazed at my side. Khal was under the protection of Pyro, one word and they would burn in yellow-orange flame. "Fire."
Pyro, the Alpha King of Fire would amazed every man looking at it. Raiden. The Alpha King of Lightning was so livid at the moment, the lighting was drawing in the dim sky and automatically touched the body of the enemies.
"No one should leave alive!" I shouted as loud as I could. I attacked the approaching man. I struck his throat with my two knives.
"No survivors will breathe! Kill them all!" I heard Hali was ordering the man. "Murder the Black Wolves Pack! Find Alpha Jackas and Prince Jace! Bring them to Zarya!' His loud husky voice crept out of the enemies. He knew what I wanted. A smirk was formed on my lips.
"Get their loved ones… their heads will roll." I stood strong. "Their heads will roll!" I giggled at him I slashed the incoming. I buried the two knives in his stomach and pulled them down. The blood came out of his mouth. My evil eyes stared at his pain. "Poor you, you born in this pack." I deepened the knives on his meat.
One man was about to attack me, but I was fast. I pointed the knife at his face and struck it without looking at it. "Alpha Jackas! Prince Jace! Don't be mice hiding in your cave!" I looked around. All I saw was killing after killing, drop of the body after a drop of body, a spill of blood after spill of blood.
"I will bury these two knives in the different parts of your body! I will make you suffer until your last fucking breath of air!" I kicked the incoming and when he landed, I cut his throat.
The images of my family kept replaying in my head. The supposedly happy memories with them disappeared like a bubble. I was just eighteen years old when I was left alone in this scary world.
My jaw clenched as my giggling reached heaven when I saw Alpha Jackas. He was fighting back at Raiden. I marched as fast as I could. Raiden held his neck and threw him to me at the same time as the knives struck his stomach.
"Nice to see you again, Alpha Jackas."
"You… bitch."
I spilled on his face. "Remember this face?" The madness was crawling all over my body. "I am Zarya Wixx, the daughter of the great beta." I withdrew the two knives to his stomach and stabbed him over and over again. I whispered to him. "I told you… don't leave me breathing."
He could not fight back when the severity of my slash in him was repeatedly paining him. "For my mother!" I buried the two knives in him… deeply. "For my father." I pulled down the knives separating his right and left parts. "For my brother!" I cut his head and threw it on the ground, rolling like a bloody ball.
The Black Wolves started to back away when they saw me. "I am Zarya Wixx, sentence all of you to die!"
"Murder them!" Pyro, Raiden, and Hali shouted simultaneously.
A small curve of a smirk was established on my lips when I saw Prince Jace, running towards the woods. He was with three ladies and his protector, Heba. I marched towards them while the knives were pointing at the soil.
I observed the darkness of the woods and closed my eyes while concentrating to find them. They can do whatever they want to be away from this place, but they can't escape from my revenge.
Tonight is my night.
"Run… I will give you the freedom to run… for a little time."