Chapter 697: Extra 5
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Later that Night
Huzey was in his room, feeling conflicted and angry with himself. How could this happen? How could she exist for a very long time in his life without him noticing her? How could he be this foolish?
He had finally read the thing Xhemin sent him and he couldn't help but be mad at how things went. His red angel had known him ever since he was young, she tailed on him on the Loch, everywhere. He was the first boy she had been attached to. He was her "prince".
That woman was more mysterious than he thought. How could a young child enter and leave the island easily without getting caught? And for what reasons did her parents raise her in the way she was? It was awful. He thinks how she grew up was awful. How could someone let her experience all those dreadful things, things that were not meant to be taught to a child?
"Godammit!" Huzey couldn't help but slam his bedside table with his fist. There were things in her journal he didn't specifically like. All her thoughts there were raw and honest, Huzey felt like he had been reading her mind—a part of her that struggled to become innocent in her evil world. What was the reason why she had to live that way? What was the reason why she had been subjected to such heavy lessons and pain?
"Who are you? What are you?"
Helpless, Huzey dragged himself and opened one of his windows. The breeze flew in, making his long straight hair fly in it. He looked at the moon from above and whispered. "Luna...yes Luna...you were her only friend, you the moon. Would you perhaps tell me what happened to her?"
If only the moon could talk, he would tell him so, but it can't. No matter how much the moon knew about her, of her thoughts, her whispers and regrets, she cannot answer. She can only shine and give Huzey some hope that she might be somewhere, doing fine and living well. Huzey closed his eyes and ran his thoughts towards the things his red angel wrote for him.
~I had seen a boy for the first time. He was very beautiful~
~He had long healthy hair like mine, but his was black and silky while mine is red and ugly~
~Archangel said boys are nothing but losers for a woman like me, but I still can't help but think the prince is not like them~
~I looked into the prince's eyes and knew right then, he loves her. He loves the girl with soulful ink eyes~
~The prince was sad. Perhaps because the girl with soulful ink eyes went and love someone else. How could she not see he was deeply in love with her?~
~The prince's eyes were bright today and as blue as the ocean. He became more beautiful as each days passed~
~His companion saw me. I almost got caught. He said I was a monster. I made him so afraid. Would the prince have the same reaction then if he saw me? Am I really a monster?~
~He never came. He do not goes to the Loch anymore~
~I went to his palace. He suits there~
There were many entries about him, almost all of it was all about him. She was his favorite thing to watch, favorite thing to tail on to. Her most favorite thing in the world and yet he does not know her. How cruel was that?
"I'll come to find you," Huzey promised in the air. "I'll come and make it up to you. I promise this time, I won't be oblivious of your existence. More so your love,"
She loved him. She honestly loved him. She wrote there of how she fell and grew some feelings for him. It was her love for him that made her save him, many times. It was her love for him that made her do all the things he did for him. The stealing, the hunting, the revenge. She did all in the name of her love for him. Such love was so pure and she did love him deep, even when she knew he loved someone else.
***
A month after
It was such a bright day in Puente De Amor. The ocean was bluer than usual and the breeze was cold, giving everyone some shudder.
The Gunta's piled up to protect their side of the par line as new roux bloodied stood a step away ready to cross. They had all their weapons up so was their guard and anytime, they could launch an attack. There was great tension there, each one was watching each other's moves.
Soon, their leader shouted something filling the place with enough terror but instead of launching an attack, the Gunta's made way for the roux bloods. As soon as they had their way, Ziggorioh Montreal, a doctor sent by the Ministry, stepped into the par line for the first time. With him was Huzey Montarini, the diamond prince who lived with representation as ambassador for culture and arts.
Zigorrioh Montreal sent off this venture to have access with the Acamilla Apparaus and find a treatment for Wolfe. While Huzey went with secret intentions to find the woman he was looking for. The island was the best place to find clues of her and he was hoping this venture will ultimately lead him to her.
The two side by side walked in the midst of the strong soldiers without fear and unknown to everyone fulfilled two of Illa Durray's words—two hero's will come like the hero of Somer isles, the one is a seeker who will come to find the Manggan's future and the other one is a healer, the one who will heal many.
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Later that Night
Huzey was in his room, feeling conflicted and angry with himself. How could this happen? How could she exist for a very long time in his life without him noticing her? How could he be this foolish?
He had finally read the thing Xhemin sent him and he couldn't help but be mad at how things went. His red angel had known him ever since he was young, she tailed on him on the Loch, everywhere. He was the first boy she had been attached to. He was her "prince".
That woman was more mysterious than he thought. How could a young child enter and leave the island easily without getting caught? And for what reasons did her parents raise her in the way she was? It was awful. He thinks how she grew up was awful. How could someone let her experience all those dreadful things, things that were not meant to be taught to a child?
"Godammit!" Huzey couldn't help but slam his bedside table with his fist. There were things in her journal he didn't specifically like. All her thoughts there were raw and honest, Huzey felt like he had been reading her mind—a part of her that struggled to become innocent in her evil world. What was the reason why she had to live that way? What was the reason why she had been subjected to such heavy lessons and pain?
"Who are you? What are you?"
Helpless, Huzey dragged himself and opened one of his windows. The breeze flew in, making his long straight hair fly in it. He looked at the moon from above and whispered. "Luna...yes Luna...you were her only friend, you the moon. Would you perhaps tell me what happened to her?"
If only the moon could talk, he would tell him so, but it can't. No matter how much the moon knew about her, of her thoughts, her whispers and regrets, she cannot answer. She can only shine and give Huzey some hope that she might be somewhere, doing fine and living well. Huzey closed his eyes and ran his thoughts towards the things his red angel wrote for him.
~I had seen a boy for the first time. He was very beautiful~
~He had long healthy hair like mine, but his was black and silky while mine is red and ugly~
~Archangel said boys are nothing but losers for a woman like me, but I still can't help but think the prince is not like them~
~I looked into the prince's eyes and knew right then, he loves her. He loves the girl with soulful ink eyes~
~The prince was sad. Perhaps because the girl with soulful ink eyes went and love someone else. How could she not see he was deeply in love with her?~
~The prince's eyes were bright today and as blue as the ocean. He became more beautiful as each days passed~
~His companion saw me. I almost got caught. He said I was a monster. I made him so afraid. Would the prince have the same reaction then if he saw me? Am I really a monster?~
~He never came. He do not goes to the Loch anymore~
~I went to his palace. He suits there~
There were many entries about him, almost all of it was all about him. She was his favorite thing to watch, favorite thing to tail on to. Her most favorite thing in the world and yet he does not know her. How cruel was that?
"I'll come to find you," Huzey promised in the air. "I'll come and make it up to you. I promise this time, I won't be oblivious of your existence. More so your love,"
She loved him. She honestly loved him. She wrote there of how she fell and grew some feelings for him. It was her love for him that made her save him, many times. It was her love for him that made her do all the things he did for him. The stealing, the hunting, the revenge. She did all in the name of her love for him. Such love was so pure and she did love him deep, even when she knew he loved someone else.
***
A month after
It was such a bright day in Puente De Amor. The ocean was bluer than usual and the breeze was cold, giving everyone some shudder.
The Gunta's piled up to protect their side of the par line as new roux bloodied stood a step away ready to cross. They had all their weapons up so was their guard and anytime, they could launch an attack. There was great tension there, each one was watching each other's moves.
Soon, their leader shouted something filling the place with enough terror but instead of launching an attack, the Gunta's made way for the roux bloods. As soon as they had their way, Ziggorioh Montreal, a doctor sent by the Ministry, stepped into the par line for the first time. With him was Huzey Montarini, the diamond prince who lived with representation as ambassador for culture and arts.
Zigorrioh Montreal sent off this venture to have access with the Acamilla Apparaus and find a treatment for Wolfe. While Huzey went with secret intentions to find the woman he was looking for. The island was the best place to find clues of her and he was hoping this venture will ultimately lead him to her.
The two side by side walked in the midst of the strong soldiers without fear and unknown to everyone fulfilled two of Illa Durray's words—two hero's will come like the hero of Somer isles, the one is a seeker who will come to find the Manggan's future and the other one is a healer, the one who will heal many.
***
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Later that Night Huzey was in his room, feeling conflicted and angry with himself. How could this happen? How could she exist for a very long time in his life without him noticing her? How could he be this foolish? He had finally read the thing Xhemin sent him and he couldn't help but be mad at how things went. His red angel had known him ever since he was young, she tailed on him on the Loch, everywhere. He was the first boy she had been attached to. He was her "prince". That woman was more mysterious than he thought. How could a young child enter and leave the island easily without getting caught? And for what reasons did her parents raise her in the way she was? It was awful. He thinks how she grew up was awful. How could someone let her experience all those dreadful things, things that were not meant to be taught to a child? "Godammit!" Huzey couldn't help but slam his bedside table with his fist. There were things in her journal he didn't specifically like. All her thoughts there were raw and honest, Huzey felt like he had been reading her minda part of her that struggled to become innocent in her evil world. What was the reason why she had to live that way? What was the reason why she had been subjected to such heavy lessons and pain? "Who are you? What are you?" Helpless, Huzey dragged himself and opened one of his windows. The breeze flew in, making his long straight hair fly in it. He looked at the moon from above and whispered. "Luna...yes Luna...you were her only friend, you the moon. Would you perhaps tell me what happened to her?" If only the moon could talk, he would tell him so, but it can't. No matter how much the moon knew about her, of her thoughts, her whispers and regrets, she cannot answer. She can only shine and give Huzey some hope that she might be somewhere, doing fine and living well. Huzey closed his eyes and ran his thoughts towards the things his red angel wrote for him. ~I had seen a boy for the first time. He was very beautiful~ ~He had long healthy hair like mine, but his was black and silky while mine is red and ugly~ ~Archangel said boys are nothing but losers for a woman like me, but I still can't help but think the prince is not like them~ ~I looked into the prince's eyes and knew right then, he loves her. He loves the girl with soulful ink eyes~ ~The prince was sad. Perhaps because the girl with soulful ink eyes went and love someone else. How could she not see he was deeply in love with her?~ ~The prince's eyes were bright today and as blue as the ocean. He became more beautiful as each days passed~ ~His companion saw me. I almost got caught. He said I was a monster. I made him so afraid. Would the prince have the same reaction then if he saw me? Am I really a monster?~ ~He never came. He do not goes to the Loch anymore~ ~I went to his palace. He suits there~ There were many entries about him, almost all of it was all about him. She was his favorite thing to watch, favorite thing to tail on to. Her most favorite thing in the world and yet he does not know her. How cruel was that? "I'll come to find you," Huzey promised in the air. "I'll come and make it up to you. I promise this time, I won't be oblivious of your existence. More so your love," She loved him. She honestly loved him. She wrote there of how she fell and grew some feelings for him. It was her love for him that made her save him, many times. It was her love for him that made her do all the things he did for him. The stealing, the hunting, the revenge. She did all in the name of her love for him. Such love was so pure and she did love him deep, even when she knew he loved someone else. *** A month after It was such a bright day in Puente De Amor. The ocean was bluer than usual and the breeze was cold, giving everyone some shudder. The Gunta's piled up to protect their side of the par line as new roux bloodied stood a step away ready to cross. They had all their weapons up so was their guard and anytime, they could launch an attack. There was great tension there, each one was watching each other's moves. Soon, their leader shouted something filling the place with enough terror but instead of launching an attack, the Gunta's made way for the roux bloods. As soon as they had their way, Ziggorioh Montreal, a doctor sent by the Ministry, stepped into the par line for the first time. With him was Huzey Montarini, the diamond prince who lived with representation as ambassador for culture and arts. Zigorrioh Montreal sent off this venture to have access with the Acamilla Apparaus and find a treatment for Wolfe. While Huzey went with secret intentions to find the woman he was looking for. The island was the best place to find clues of her and he was hoping this venture will ultimately lead him to her. The two side by side walked in the midst of the strong soldiers without fear and unknown to everyone fulfilled two of Illa Durray's wordstwo hero's will come like the hero of Somer isles, the one is a seeker who will come to find the Manggan's future and the other one is a healer, the one who will heal many. *** Buy me a coffee for encouragement: Consider donating to keep my tummy full: Paypal: paypal.me/zijayqui
