"Two forests, two creatures seperated by a river.the two sides were connected by a bridge"
Some boy among the werewolf kids :
" but there is no bridge now!"
"Yes it was torn down…"
Kids : but why!?
"Let me tell you a story…a love story"
Once upon a time our two forests were connected werewolfs and vampires crossed to each others lands
Helping the other fill the lack of another
The chief daughter of vampires and chief son of werewolves were friends as kids
They grew fond of each other as the years went by. They were like glue attached to each other
Everyone looked at them as a symbol of union for their kinds
Until one day missing people started to get reported from both sides
Each blamed the other
Until they grew wary and fearful of another
One day deep in the night
The chief of werewolves was scouting the forest
He heard a rustling in the bushes
He came closer and closer
Until he heard a scream!
He rushed to the noise
Once he reached it it got completely quiet
Blood dripping from the floor
He saw his son in the arms of the daughter of the vampires chief
Her body unconscious and the wounds in her were withering crimson red.
His entire body trembled at the sight
He wasted no second and finished the vampire off!
BOOM!
" so that's why kids we never cross to their side…you got that"
The kids were holding each other tight
With their eyes teary and scared
"Yes! Pharita" They shouted in sync
Pharita : "Alright … I'll get going now"
She got up from the ground and started walking away
Little boy : "are you not visiting father today?"
She paused "haah" she sighed
She turned around and bent to the little boys height
"Tell father Pharita can't see you today either"
She patted his head gently then got up and continued to walk away
She walked deep into the forest and went to a quiet place where no one was around.
She had two beautiful and edgy fans that she always carried around around dangling from her hip belt
She held them in her hand
And sat down on the grass crossing her legs.
She raised both her hands and spread the fans elegantly
"Alright…I can do this" she muttered to herself
As if she's practicing for something
"You went all out scaring the kids today"
A playful annoying voice echoed from the top of a tree
"Gaaah!" Pharita gasped from shock
She raised her gaze to the top of the tree that was beside her
She saw sharp eyes, a figure of a guy
Standing on the tree's thick branch leaning with his arms crossed
She rolled her eyes in annoyance
"Ughh" she groaned
"Don't you have anything better to do then snooping around our side of the forest?"
He chuckled "Ooh really" he said with a smug look saracticly as he walked on the tree branch And started dangling upside down his face right above Pharita face
"Because last time I saw you snooping around our side of the forest…were you waiting for me?" He said smirking and his eyes rested
Phrita smakced his face with one of her fans
"OUCH!…" he shouted
"Shush it… you can't let someone see you here.." she said with her tone serious yet playful
He fell from above and fell on the ground with a thud beside Pharita
Then he stood up from the ground and dusted his palms. He reached his hands to Pharita to help her stand up.
Varion : right…why are you telling the kids that fake manipulated story?" He said his tone sad, curious and wondering
She closed her fans and hanged them on her belt like a keychain
Then dusted her palms
" well everyone believes it…but—"she paused
She took his hand and got up as he pulled her to stand up
"Both you and I know it's not true" she continued her sentence
He took a step back creating dstance between them
" is the cheif…still pressuring you to join his army of assassins against us vampires?" He asked his tone seriouse, firm yet hesitant.
Pharita sighed and crossed her arms
Then She raised her gaze to his
She stared at his eyes for a second. The spark that was there suddenly got dimmer with hints of confusion and worry
"What?" She said as if she's annoyed
" you think this time I'll be the one to hold your dying body?"
His eues widened and flickered.
His feet taking a few steps back.