Creepy Mist with a Bloody Twist!!
**Natasha’s POV**
My worst nightmare was taking a form in front of me. It reminded me of that fateful night when I was trapped in the ruins of Artena.
“What the fuck is going on? Is this a joke? What are we supposed to do here?” Damon spoke behind me, clearly oblivious of what I was sensing.
“Ssh Damon, something is not right. I can feel it in my bones.” I retorted with a pissed-off voice as the interruptions, and the witty dialogues were not letting me focus.
“What?! I don’t understand. Everything seems okay. Nothing out of place-,” the words were still coming out of his mouth, and then the ground below us began to crumble. It was shaking as if some volcano was erupting from inside. The flurry of dust evaporated from the soil, making my vision hazy. Something was coming above from underground, and the scene around us began to change. It seemed that our arrival had triggered something hidden, mysterious and unknown which cannot be explained. The land around us parted, and the dense fog gathered. A thick structure arose in front of us, with green veins of shoots sprouting from it like the intercoiled claws of witches. They extended deep into the vast frozen land, spreading like wildfire, giving rise to furry bushes and hooked trees, as if being fueled with the dark energy straight from the hell. The wilderness, mixed with the foggy atmosphere gave this forest a mystical kind of creepy air.
“What the fuck is that?” Rhaegar’s mouth was open in shock, and his eyes widened in bewilderment.
“Can't you assholes keep your mouth shut for a second, or I will stuff them with unicorn-shaped purple-glitter vibrating butt-plugs,” I snarled at them, getting weird looks in return.
The next moment I started to concentrate and stepped forward; my leg hit upon something. At first, I thought it was just an object stuffed in soil, but then it started shaking, and in no time, a pair of skeletal hands emerged and gripped my foot, using it as a ledge to drag out its whole body. My body acted on reflex, and a wave of energy erupted from me, instantly freezing the skeleton. Lukas was quick enough to bring out his knife and cut through the claws of the skeletal creature, freeing me from its clutches, whereas Rhaegar kicked the creature out of the way after dislocating its limbs from sockets.
“This is vast. We will get lost.” Damon spoke while spitting on the pile of the bones.
“Do you have any idea of how to proceed?” Rhaegar asked, looking over at the surroundings.
“Nope!” I retorted.
“Great! We are already lost then.”
“Not yet!” Lukas spoke. We all looked at him for further explanation. “The invisible folks!” He spoke with a half-smirk. We all nodded our faces in agreement.
“Speak the fuck up!” I shouted, looking over the sky. My voice echoed through the treacherous woods.
*“And when the darkness falls, feed straight into the heart, the demon will rise,
Smirk a little, look into its eye and whisper softly, ‘I am a wolf’”*. The invisible folks spoke cryptically.
“What the fuck does it mean?” As expected, Damon’s pissed voice tore through my ears.
“Flush the shit out of your brain, and then you’ll understand.” I retorted, rolling my eyes.
“Oh really! All I think about is you, so please stop calling yourself a shit!” Came a witty comeback from Damon. Not bad!
“Are you guys for real? We are running out of time!” Lukas was trying hard to swallow his anger.
“Okay, we need to feed the heart,” Rhaegar spoke.
“The heart doesn’t mean the literal heart it refers to something else,” Lukas spoke.
“Can it be that huge structure which was the first to arise from the land?” I asked.
“Yes definitely, in ancient times people believed that the heart was the one to give life to the body, and the way that structure gave the life to this frozen and barren land,” Damon spoke.
“Okay, but we need to feed it. Any idea what it prefers, Taco Bell or McDonald's?” I asked. Damon rolled his eyes before ranting out, “I was expecting something fucking like this from your fucking mouth. Now, be fucking serious and ask your fucking folks, or I’ll put that fucking mouth of yours to a good fucking use,” he said, looking over at his crotch.
“Oh Gosh, could he have used fucking word more in a sentence?!” I raised my hand for strength from Goddess before screeching at my invisible audience, “Need help, or I’ll feed them your dicks.”
*“The little red must feed the wild,
With the colourful sparks of raw and vile,
The injured wolves with fancy dicks,
Are the triggers, and she is the feast!”*
The invisible audience dumped another riddle on us.
“For fucking sake, answer in layman’s terms, or you want to get rid of your dicks,” Damon growled on invisible folks.
“Stop it, Damon! This is not going to help. We need to solve this,” Lukas tried to make him understand.
“Okay, so I am getting a part of it. ‘The little red must feed the wild, with the colourful sparks’. Here, the little red is you,” Rhaegar looked at me.
“I am not sure about injured wolves, but fancy dicks are definitely you three,” I realized too late what slipped out of my mouth in excitement. Fuck! Can I take those words back??
“Of course, we can't expect a better name for us than fancy dicks from Natasha and her team which includes Tasha and invisible folks. All they discuss is about our dicks.” Damon spoke with a hint of amusement.
“You forgot your sister Bella!” I smirked.
“What?! You crazy woman! She is my sister for fuck’s sake,” Damon growled at me.
“Chill! Pissed off, man! I don’t discuss yours and Lukas’s with Bella.” I replied.
“Can we change the topic?” Rhaegar snarled at us.
“Whatever, we are the injured wolves and the triggers, so what happens when you are triggered?” Lukas asked me.
“Oh yes, yes! My energy barrier!”
“Your energy barrier with colourful sparks of raw and vile!” Rhaegar muttered.
We paced towards that large structure with muffled steps. This was something which I wanted to avoid because I could feel strange vibes coming out of it as if it was watching us like a predator and preparing to swallow us whole if we dared to lurk in its vicinity.
I was about to touch it!!
*“Learn from the moral story,
King Midas and his folly,
All that glitters won’t make you rich,
And all that beats, may not give you life.”* The warning words came from my invisible folks.
“Natasha stop!” Rhaegar shouted. I gave him a puzzled look. “Don’t touch. Didn’t you ever hear of King Midas’s story? Everything he touched turned to gold, and this message is warning you; not to touch it. ‘All that beats may not give you life.’ The beat refers to the heart, and it may not give you life, which means it will kill you if you touch it!”
“Use your energy barrier without touching the damn thing!” Lukas spoke.
At that instant, I folded my arms in a cross, with my fingers pointing forward, and this reminded me of the ‘Team Rocket trio of Pokémon’. I ignored the amused glares of my mates and concentrated on focusing the sparks of energy from my eyes and fingers straight to the threshold of the structure. The sparks of rays spread like current as if synapses passing through nerve endings, spreading through the whole forest as if fed with raw, scorching flames. A weird sensation seared through my core, and I don’t know how, but somehow, I knew that all these entities in this mysterious forest are linked and communicate with each other through these synapses. The current soon began to fade away, and once again forest was drowned in cryptic darkness.
“Is this for real, or I am hallucinating?” Lukas broke me from the trance, prompting me to look around. The trees and the bushes slowly withered away and started rotting. Their branches turned mottled and splotched, and clumpy combs of wet moss dangled from their rotten torso as if infected with the zombie virus. The air turned musty with an acrid odour spreading through it. It was a teeth-gritting feeling. A pungent tang oozed from every sentient being in this forest. It turned into a place which can freeze anyone’s veins. And then the horror gripped my core, for a metallic taste filled my mouth.
The taste of blood was in the air!
“Fuck!” Rhaegar muttered beneath his breath. A giant gargoyle perched ahead of us like a troll guarding the way. Although it looked like a statue, I swear I could see saliva dripping from its mouth as if ready to gulp its prey. Its whole body was smeared with blood, which explained the metallic taste in the air. Eyes were red and flamed with hunger as if hoping to dine on desecrated bodies and slurp on hot blood.
“I guess this gargoyle refers to the demon, who will show us the way,” Lukas spoke.
“So, do I need to smirk and look into its goddamned eyes?” I scrunched my face in disgust at the sight of this goddamn creature.
“Yes, and whisper ‘I am a wolf’!” Damon continued.
“Why do I always have to do this shitty stuff?” I complained, stomping my foot, and proceeded towards the gargoyle.
“Just whisper, don’t kiss!” Rhaegar’s amused tone thrummed through the silence. I showed him my middle finger, “Better than kissing you.”
“Is that so? I will remember this before letting you kiss my dick!” He retorted. Damon growled in anger, whereas Lukas sighed.
“If you’re done kissing this chimera’s dick, then go ahead and kiss that gargoyle. This scary demon will die in lust if you’ll make him wait any longer,” Damon chuckled.
I moved towards the gargoyle before giving them an ‘I am going to kill you’ look. Its aura was warm instead of stone-cold, as if it was alive. I could sense its breath, the rush of warm blood through its veins and a pungent disorder emancipating through its pores.
“Can someone bathe this shitty monster, and then spray a whole damned bottle of Bulgari men, sorry make it two, or maybe a whole jug or a tower. Fuck! It needs a tanker to get rid of this stench. It seemed as if this fucking thing is rotting alive in this place for eternity.”
“Natasha!” Lukas almost let out a growl which was rare for him, “NOW!!”
“Drag your amazingly fucking ass here and sniff this demon’s ass and then growl on me,” I growled back, closing on the distance with the shitty monster.
“You need to brush; your foul breath can kill a T. Rex!”
“Words Natasha!” Rhaegar was losing his patience.
“Dig your Anna from the grave and force her to fuck this monster!” I screamed at him. “Better than fucking my uncle.” There was hurt in his reply.
“I am a wolf!” I spoke, looking into that gargoyle’s maggot-infested eye. ‘How can those fucking maggots bear this stench?’ I thought to myself.
The moment I spoke the words, a stone-grinding sound struck my ear lobes. The gargoyle shifted in another direction, causing a chain of reaction, which led to the eruption of a series of gargoyles from the ground.
“A pathway!” Lukas spoke, looking ahead. A dead grass pathway lay ahead of us, with a series of gargoyles guarding the path like sentries. The path unfolded as we moved. All my mates were deadly serious and alert, scouting through the forest for anything unusual.
Well, every damn thing is unusual in this forest.
“Aurora- The fucking mage is mine! I mean, I am going to kill her. Do you have any picks?” I broke the silence. The confidence was bursting in my voice as if it was that easy.
“Aunt Mycelle is mine!” Rhaegar chuckled.
“Who the hell cares to respect the person whom you want to kill? Don’t call her just aunt, add randy bitch to her name. ‘Mycelle- The Randy bitch’ sounds good.” I spoke.
“King Louris! Now don’t tell me you even have a name for him,” Lukas spoke.
“I was thinking of sugar daddy but it's already taken by my father-in-law, so I will settle for ‘Louris- The Horny king’,” I chuckled.
“Well, I don’t know if anyone else is left, and honestly don’t have patience for listening to you calling names. But if you insist, I can take down your ex, 'Grim Reaper- The spineless ex',” Damon pointed at me.
“Nope, not that one, he is mine, and I feel it in my bones that he is going to be of help in our fight. Didn’t you see how he created the portal?” I retorted.
“Well then, I can take that mysterious someone resting in a coffin, waiting to arise from the grave,” Damon replied, and this reminded me of my mother.
“Okay, so it's settled then-” The words were still lingering on my lips, but a sudden shrill cut through the stale air.
*“The obvious resides in the darkness,
While the clues hide under the moonlight.
Don’t get tempted by the obvious,
For the truth is what follows the obvious everywhere.”*
This riddle fucked my brain, whereas the bloody sight ahead of us churned my stomach.
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