Chapter 100

“What do you mean by murdered?” I stutter, my body trembling at the new found news.

“Your mother found out about the killing he usually did, she also found out about his affair with that friend of yours.” she says, causing me to stumble backward at the revelation.

“You knew all along that Callisto was a traitor? You knew, and said nothing?” I gasps unable to keep the disdain out of my voice.

“He didn't know I knew. She told me right before he killed her then threatened to kill me too if I as much as let anyone know about it.

Your father was a very dangerous man. He made everyone believe that I went away while I was pretending to be his wife all along.

He killed his own wife, and made me his wife.” she gasps, tears springing down her cheeks as she grabs my hand in a tight hold.

“I am so sorry I kept it a secret from you all this while. I was just so scared of what he would do.

I have been praying for his death for a long time, but I couldn't do anything about it. I watched him kill my own child.” her voice breaks as she crashes to the floor.

“I don't deserve your apology or forgiveness. He killed my baby, and I couldn't do anything that's why I couldn't stand by, and watch him kill you.

I am so sorry.” her cries increase as her palm goes to her chest as she hits it repeatedly.

My knees falls to the ground beside her as I gather her in my arms tears rolling down my cheeks, “It's okay. It wasn't your fault. You did all that you could do.” I reassure her.

“I didn't. I really didn't. I hate myself for letting it go on. I could have done something, warned you somew–”

“Shhhh, it's okay mom.” I whisper, her eyes snaps to meet mine as she stays at me through teary gaze.

“But I am not your mother, I am your Aunty.” she whispers, causing me to stroke her hair.

“Same difference.” I shrug.

A snort leaves her throat as she pull herself together.

“It's your coronation day, and I am disturbing you with my baggage. I am sorry.” she apologises.

I wave my hand, brushing aside the apology before I sober up.

“Can I ask a question?” I ask, slowly hunching my back as I didn't want to make her uncomfortable.

“Of course, anything.” she says, using the back of her plan to wipe away her tears.

“How was my mom like?” I stutter, wanting to be able to grasp something of hers.

“Exactly like me, well only physically as we are a spitting image of each other. We look so much alike it's hard to tell the difference.

It's one of the reason your father evil plan was able to work at that time because no one could tell the Queen from me.” she pauses me taking a deep breath.

“Aside physically we are nothing alike. She is the prim , and proper sibling while I am the wild one.

She loves everything princess, and girly. She loves to carry herself like a princess while I carried myself like a gangster.” a sad smile curves on her lips as she continues.

“But there was a limit to her kindness because anyone who called me names or made me cry always got beaten up by her.” she chuckles as old memories resurfaces.

“She was the best sister in the whole universe, and I was lucky to have her.

I am so lucky to have you, and I know we haven't really being the best buddies.

But I hope that can be changed soon, yes?” her voice, and question takes me by surprise, but I still manage laugh.

We talk a little more before the loud sound of a trumpet fills the air.

“It's time. Be careful out there okay?” her grip on my palm tightens as she speaks.

“I will be.” I promise as I rise fro now the floor dusting any dirt particles from my dress.

I move to the door where Bion is waiting for me, his eyes so cold it sends shivers down my spine.

His hand doesn't hold the usual warmth it usually does when he touches me or the softness in his eyes.

They are gone reached with hard, empty, cold eyes and and touch.

He is angry at me. Pissed even, but he doesn't understand.

He doesn't feel the constant ripping in my chest of the constant ache to see blood.

The feel of his arms wraooed around mine as we head to the hall is divine, it makes me feel his veins moving.

How delicious it would taste to have it on my tongue. My nose flare up at the thought.

Fuck!!!

I need to stop this, I can't lose myself in this feelings. I can't lose myself to this thoughts.

Repress Mel. You can do this.

With my head held high I step into the hall, the people are so many about a thousand or more.

A gasps leaves my throat as I stare in absolute amazement to the sight before me.

How the hell did they fit in here?

The end of the hall that is supposed to be a wall is opened to the field. Is a wall door?

Whoa!!!!

Different colors fills the room as children, aged, young begins to cheer immediately they sight me.

Some of them are dressed in blue, other yellows, some green. The whole hall is filled up with different colours it makes my face lit up like a Christmas tree.

I wave my hands in the air, causing the cheers to increase.

My heart swells as the demons trying to drive me to insanity slowly recedes.

“Today we are here to crown our new Grand Queen, Elpida Damokles.” the ancient one chants, raising a ancient bowl up in the air.

A deep feeling rises up in me at the mention of the name Elpida.

What if I just smash him head into the wall, and drink his blood right from the bowl.

I bet the sight will look delicious, my inside twists in agreement.

No!! Repress Melanie, you can do this.

“As we ga—”

“Stop this madness!!!” Deimos barges in, his face filled with pure fury as his veins pops up.

“What are you doing? Let it go, you lost.” Bion growls, taking a step forward.

Deimos however doesn't listen as he turns to the crowd to address them.

“Move, he is going to make you snap. Move, and do something now.” Grunona growls at me, clawing at me in my head.

I want to move, I want to claw at his face and watch blood drain from his body as he drowns in his misery called blood.

But I don't move, I can't. It's like my legs are glued to a spot.

He moves closer to my side to whisper, “Just watch your people crumble beneath my words.”

My face turns red as the urge to rip out his throat grows to an insatiable amount.

Kill him.

Kill him.

“How can you watch her take the throne after everything she has done?” he screams, fisting his chest like he is in pain.

“After twelve years gone, and disappeared into thin air. She re appears and wants to claim the throne.

Can't you see she only brings chaos, and destruction wherever she is?

We have been living in peace with the Arcindians, and she comes now the king is dead.” he screams as murmurs begins to rise among the crowd.

“She killed her own people, watched them die. She killed your mother, daughter, father, uncle, Aunty, and you want her to ascend the throne?

HOW COULD YOU FORGET SO EASILY!!!” he screams, tearing running down his eyes.

“I WAS HERE, EVERY STEP OF THE WAY. WHEN SHE KILLED I CONSOLED, WHEN SHE CONDEMNED I BROUGHT UP.

HOW COULD I HE DISGARDED SO EASILY?” he stutters, stumbling back.

“Yeah, it's true.”

“He deserves the throne not her.”

“He was here.”

“He didn't kill his people.”

“Take her away.”

“Revenge on her!!!”

“Get out!!”

“She is an abomination, a curse. How could you all forget that?” he gasps.

My eyes turns red at the mention of abomination.

My head snaps as I feel the final burst of co trol in me snap.

“How dare you?” my voice thunders.

It's different, it's cold, burning as my vision blurs.

“HOW DARE YOU!!!!” I boom, the ground shaking beneath my voice.

“Melanie, calm down. Reign it in!!!” I hear Bion's voice, but it's so far away.

“Fate is coming to pass.” someone screams from the crowd.

The whole hall goes into chaos as they try to run. My head snaps forward, causing the doors to instantly shut trapping everyone inside.

“I WILL SHOW YOU WHAT ABOMINATION IS!!!!”

I don't think as I dig my hand into Deimos chest, ripping out his heart then dig my teeth into it and tear.

Hot crimson liquid spurts out as his eyes widen. He slumps on the floor choking on his blood.

But I am not done.

I leap on him, digging my claws into his chest as I rip out every

organ laughing as blood spurts on my body.

It feels so fucking amazing.

I rise to my feet covered in blood as it drips down my body slowly.

“Who's next?”

I am going to watch them burn.