Chapter 3 Run

I felt completely utterly mortified as i reached one hand into the bowl filled with human souls and then dipped the other into the bowl filled with werewolf souls. I wiggle my fingers in the silky texture, they tickle my fingers and some try to even grasp on as I pick a random soul in the sea of ghostly white textures. I repeat the action with the other bowl, taking out a single soul.

Placing them both carefully into a glass bubble filled with oxygen I stare into the two separate souls. "What do we have here?" Aphrodite pushes her way through other girls that have rounded next me to watch the scene unfold.

I show them the pictures of the people that in a matter of seconds where going to be interlinked with a thread called soul-mates, forever.

"Human..Gender, Female. Name, Alexia Summer. Age, fifteen." I point out as my sisters smile in awe. They stare at me, I feel disgusted at my actions. I gaze at her brown chocolate locks which she stands in her room and curls with some sort of device that humans use these days. Her blue eyes stare at the mirror on her tiny wall as she scrolls through another device which I am once again not familiar with. I smile at the little girl, I knew everything about her. Her favourite colour, her favorite TV show, her crush. Everything.

Why did have to be her? Why of all humans out there this little beautiful angel got to suffer from my hands, from my own hands. I did not want to ruin her fate, for she would hate me if she ever knew the truth of who I was or what I have done... Or what I was about to do.

My fingers shake as I reach to reveal the human girl's soon to be soul mate. Silently praying to the moon, begging for someone who will make her life full. She deserved the best, she deserved the purest, the most handsome man out there. Hopefully moon has heard my pleas, hopefully my Alexia was saved.

The boy with deep shiny brown eyes stares at the crowd, he stands on the stage, a stage filled with pools of blood. His dark brown hair is slightly red at the ends, that's when I realise he is practically having shower in blood. There is someone else, another boy laying limp on the ground, this one has light silver eyes, the fire that surrounds them is burning even me just by looking at the scene. The silver eyed boy stands shakily on his feet, he holds the body of a girl close to him. His mate. Dead mate.

I close my eyes. No. Why does it have to be this way. Moon? Why does the purest angel has to be cursed with such life?

"What is going on down there?!Eirene gasps out, obviously terrified of seeing the opposite of peace. I look at the scene and cannot hide my shocked expression either. I have never seen so much hatred spill of each one of them. Both young boys stare at each with so much rage and anger and every single sort of hate that could ever be possible. If they never loathed each other, they certainly did now.

"We can make them all kill each other." Says Enyo, the Goddess of War. We twist our heads at the pink haired deity who smiles at her own suggestion.

"Shouldn't you be assisting our brother Ares?" Aphrodite calls out from the leather throne. Enyo mutters something back under her breath and we lock our eyes back on the glass bubble in the air.

"Who are they?" Asks Mania, her eyes twinkle in the dim light as we watch two young boys argue in a heated conflict.

"To your left, the silver eyed is a werewolf. Gender, Male. Name, Connor. Age, twenty. To your right, the brown eyed is a werewolf. Gender, Male. Name, Alec. Age, twenty." I say as I scan their identities quickly on the list of souls.

"I mean..what's going on with them both?" Aphrodite asks, I look at her, my eyes also notice Enyo who looks a bit lost in her own thoughts.

"Alec has just gained the title of a Werewolf King. Connor got left with nothing." I say out loud the harsh truth. Eirene looks at me, her eyes welling up with tears, Mania hugs her sister who cries her eyes out.

"He will die soon." Enyo looks up, her expression is completely neutral but at the corner of her face you can see confusion and the want to participate.

"Connor?" Asks Mania, she is still holding Eirene close to her who continues to wail her eyes.

"In fire. He won't able to survive." She continues on, Mania looks at Enyo completely perplexed. "How do you know that?" Mania wants to know just as we all are, really.

"Apollo...I talked to him yesterday. He told me about his dream. He said all he could remember is silver eyes and fire." Enyo looks a bit terrified which is really unusual for her attitude towards violence.

"That could have meant anything." I smile gently at her and she shakes her head repeatedly. "There is only one purpose for fire and that is to destroy life." I pause and look back at the glass bubble.

"Fire is not always death, Enyo. Maybe it is a warning? For these two?" Mania points out to the two contrasting souls that are meant to be matched.

"Maybe." Enyo says not really convinced and I turn to the final step of my task.

Taking a huge breath i draw a link between Alec and Alexia by tugging at the silver thread sticking from their souls. Interlinking two souls I say the special words.

"The two of you are linked together,

Both of you are bound forever,

Your faith will face a thousand tests,

But I know you will survive, since you are my best,

Don't let the past, both haunt you though,

Because I will guide you, till you both adore,

The feeling of love which I have for you in store."

With those final words I realise, I might have just created the biggest mistake of my entire existence.

Because now, the only person I was trying to hide away from my reality was now dipped in it from head to toe.

The truth was going to submerge faster than ever before, so right now I was going to be a coward and run.

Run, because she cannot know the truth.

Run, because she cannot know of me.

I'm sorry.