Spiteful Sisters!!

**Nora’s POV**

“You spiteful bitch!” I snarled at her. Vena was mortified at my sudden outburst, and she hadn’t been expecting that I would lose my temper and scream in front of everyone. She looked at me past Meghan. The rage must have shown on my face because, for a brief moment, she looked frightened, wondering if she had gone too far this time.

“What? What are you going to do, Re? You can’t even touch me,” She replied to me after gaining back her attitude. The way she was smirking down at me, I knew she was underestimating me. I didn’t say anything else, as I knew she wouldn’t learn her lesson by words, she needed a real taste of my anger, so I let the action take over. I crowded her by closing on the distance between us and turned my body back, pulling my hand back fisting it with a thumb slightly elevated in between the fingers for a deadly blow. The smirk on her face quickly turned into a shock as my fist came in contact with her face. Her nose crumpled beneath my knuckles, and then her body fell backwards and crashed to the rough rocky ground of the cave.

“You want more, You bitter bitch!” I shouted down at her. Her hands flew over her nose with blood dripping down in between the gaps of fingers. *Wait! What? That is not blood but some dark black mucous kind of a liquid. *

“What the hell! What are you?” Meghan shouted in confusion.

“You broke my nose! You whore!” Vena shouted back at me, ignoring Meghan. She spitted out some of the black mucous that must have filled her mouth when I hit her. I wrinkled my nose in disgust when I saw some weird tiny insects like creatures crawling in her so-called black blood. She smirked at my scared face showing off her black-blood coated teeth.

“You are pathetic! You are. I had already put up with your shit for far too long thinking of you as a sister, but I am done now. Nobody can take my Ronin from me. Do you understand, you vile monster? You count yourself lucky that I didn’t break more than your Goddamn nose!” I snarled at her.

“And what do you think, I will just let you bully me? Ronin is mine, and I will take what’s mine. And if you have any regard for the lives of your friends, then forget about Ronin. You don’t know what I am capable of doing. Dark Prince is the most dangerous predator of this realm and, you know nothing of his army; he doesn’t spare any of his enemies, some like Nhala, are locked in a dungeon, and some are hiding away like scared rats in some other realms like Dasan and others. Still, I freely roam because nobody can touch me, not even Dark Prince’s shadow. I am not just any witch but a scorned, bitter, abused and vengeful one who enjoys playing dangerous games with the victims rather than killing them straightway, and I am sure you don’t want to go that way. You have two options, leave Ronin willingly, and you all live, or I will kill you all and take Ronin.” She warned me in a predatory tone, regaining her feet on the ground.

“You won’t stop, will you? I will rip off your hands from your bone sockets and drive them through your ass before you touch Ronin with your filthy hands! You are roaming freely because no one wants to get their hands dirty by picking up the trash like you.” I snarled at her.

“We will see when I will mark him as mine and pollute his blood with that scary crawlies creeping in my blood,” She challenged me, and I lost it all. I yanked up my sleeves and growled at her, “This is what you wanted! Now I will give you!” I was screaming now, and almost everyone heard our heated argument and rushed to us.

“You can’t fight me, Re. You are just a fucking whore!” She roared at me.

“Yes! I am a fucking whore with an intent to kill!” I shouted back, and the thin thread on which my tolerance was hanging snapped, and I lost all my control. The anger was boiling my blood, and I was shaking in rage. I launched myself on her like a predatory bear, and we both crashed on the ground. I held the fistful of her hair and pulled back. She wasn’t exactly attacking, as her main worry was to keep the veil in place that covered half of her body. What the hell is she hiding beneath that veil? I lifted my body and hit her face with my knee. Her lips burst with the black blood oozing out in a trail, giving her a look of a gothic witch. Her single exposed hideous eye was daggering me an evil glare and threw me over the edge. I felt no mercy and sympathy for her as pure, raw adrenaline rushed through me. My hands were on her face and ready to break off her teeth, but a pair of strong, muscular arms restrained me from doing so. Someone was trying to get me away from her. I was thrashing and squirming my body wildly like a possessed wild cat struggling to free from the grip of the hands which wrapped me around my chest.

“Let me go!” I screamed to the person on my back as he lifted me away from Vena. I took a glance at Vena; while being dragged away from her. Half of her exposed face was covered with so-called black blood and a big lump below her eyes. Her hair was a mess, and a few trails of blood were oozing out from her torn cloth due to a small scratch at her shoulder, gifted by me. On seeing my helplessness with both my hands blocked, she used this chance to hit me back, but before she could do that, Ronin stopped her by blocking her arms with a tight hold on her wrists.

“Don’t touch her! She is an evil witch!” I screamed at Ronin. With a rough jerk, I ripped the grip of hands that were holding me away. They were Rorik’s hands. I jumped on Vena and, with a single, quick swipe, grabbed the edge of the veil that was covering her face and exposed it in front of everyone.

Rorik grabbed me back, “What the hell are you doing? You are pregnant, for fuck’s sake. You are risking your babies.” He shouted at me. I was about to reply but got distracted by hearing a scream.

“NO!” Vena screamed, trying to grab the veil from the ground by fighting Ronin’s hold on her. Like all of us, Ronin also went off guard for a moment by looking at Vena’s face. He released her, and she took the veil to cover her face back. She was also crying now, “What did you do? Why did you do that to me?” She screamed, and her facial expressions were frowning due to hurt and pain from being exposed. It seemed that someone had invaded and bared her privacy.

Her face was blemished with scars as if some wild beast had tried to flay away her skin from her flesh with sharp incisors. There was just an empty socket where her other eye should be, and the scars around her lashes were evidence enough to prove that some sadist monster had gorged out her eyeball. Her scalp was severely damaged as if a merciless predator had plucked out all her hairs and burned her scalp skin with a flame. The scar at the place where her ear should be; screamed of a horrendous act of someone tearing it off from her face.

My hands flew over my mouth in a loud gasp. I couldn’t believe what my eyes saw. She was an ill-fated and unfortunate victim of someone’s monstrosity. How inhuman and brutal that person can be, inflicting such horrendous acts on a woman? My rage flushed down the sink, and now I felt sympathy for her.

She must have seen my expressions, “Re, this is just superficial. This gruesome act is not limited to my face. You can’t even imagine what those monsters have done to my body.” She said by lingering her eyes down at her body. “They have ripped out my ovaries, sliced through my skin and then stitched it back. And you won’t believe what my age was at that time? My scars ran deep down, and now they define me. I am vengeful for a reason. I was not born as a bad person, but my people made me so,” She spoke.

“What happened to you? Who did this?” I asked her.

“Ask your dreams or visions? Why are they not showing you this painful truth?” She told me.

“Am I responsible for all this?” I asked her in a calm voice, making sure not to sound as if I was pitying her because, trust me, pitying a victim is the worst emotion that can flood back those painful memories in the mind of the victim, which they want to forget.

She just stood silent with a single tear rolled down her bruised cheek.

“Please, Vena! I don’t remember, but I am sure this had to do something with me. I remember Dasan telling me that you held me responsible for what happened with you and your body.” I told her.

“I don’t like talking about it.” She muttered and swiped away her long finger down her cheek to take the tears away.

“Is this related to me? Don’t go into details; say yes or no,” I was almost pleading with her, with my eyes brimming with tears.

“Why does that fucker Dasan or that idiot Ornith even care about this? They only look for a beautiful woman and not a scarred one. As for the answer to your question, Yes Re; my this condition is related to you, but you didn’t do this, it’s not your fault, so let’s not talk about this,” She replied. She looked as though she had wanted to say something else but stopped herself and turned away by taking a few steps towards the exit of the cave.

“Vena! You are leaving?” I asked.

“For some time. I need to be alone.” She replied and exited the cave.

Ronin hugged me from behind. I sighed and started to speak, “I…I don’t know what to say. I should have stopped her.”

“It’s okay… it’s not your fault. Even if Rebekah is involved in this, you are not Rebekah, for you are Nora. Never forget this.” He whispered in my ears and took me towards the rear entrance of the cave.

“We are going somewhere?” I asked.

“Yes, to show you how much I love you.” His seductive tone gave me all the answers.

We both went behind the bushes, unaware of a pair of wild eyes gazing in our direction and lurking behind the shadows.