Chapter 3 THE FORBIDDEN SEED

I went ice-cold, horrified, some news is just too thick to be accepted.

I felt like I had been dropped into a dark abyss, with no safety net to catch my fall.

"I-I- I am- what did you say I am?" I stammered, refusing to accept whatever she had just said.

"I'll move on to the next question," She retorted, uninterested in repeating what she said a few seconds ago.

"A lot of things are after you, those that killed your Mundane parents are Apex predators," she stated.

"I already know that... I guess they came for me, didn't they?" I retorted.

"Who sent them to find me?" I asked, in an attempt to know who my enemies were.

"Don't waste your time, Melonie, your enemies are too many, you can't name them all," she declared.

"Who commanded those things to kill my mother?" I yelled out in fury.

"And what would you do? What can you do?" She asked and scoffed.

"Tell me," I retorted.

"Your father, your real father... he wants you dead," she blurted out.

I felt like I'd been punched in the gut. The words hung in the air, heavy and suffocating. I couldn't breathe, couldn't think. My mind raced, but my body felt paralyzed. I wanted to scream, to cry, to run away. But I couldn't move.

"My father is still alive...why does he-wa-want me dead," I stammered, unable to comprehend how mean he could be to want his daughter dead.

"You are a threat to his strength, Melonie, two powerful beings from different realms came together and bore a seed, do you know how powerful you are?" She stated, gawking at me in pity.

"It's a lot of Budden to carry," she added.

"And my mother...where is my mother?" I asked, returning her stare.

"She died during childbirth; you were not like other children. She was the sacrifice for your birth," she blurted out.

With that, my world came crashing down around me, leaving me shattered and broken.

"You shall watch every single person around you, everyone you love die as a sacrifice for your safety," she declared.

The word struck me hard, my heart felt like it had been ripped from my chest leaving a gaping hole that could never be filled.

"If I should be dead then why am I here? Why did people save me? Tell me why!!!" I screamed in agony.

"Because you can also be the savior," she retorted.

"What does that mean?" I asked, clutching onto my hair in frustration.

"You need to find out that answer yourself," she responded.

"How do I get in? I was locked out because I couldn't go in," I requested, too sad to cry.

"By accepting who you are. By accepting that you are the forbidden seed, by accepting that your existence is a nightmare to every realm. You are Melonie Aeron...The forbidden seed!" She responded brutally. And with that, she disappeared into thin air.

"WAIT!!!" I yelled, but my cry for help was rejected.

"Don't go... I need..." I whispered, breaking down in uncontrollable tears.

I wept with depths of sorrow that shook my entire body as if the weight of my grief was crushing me.

"Who am I?" I muttered as bitter tears scalded my cheeks, a physical manifestation of the pain that seared my heart.

"I am Melonie Aeron... The forbidden seed," I started will all acceptance and unwaveringly.

I felt an unexpected rush of power, as if my muscles had been electrified as I lifted the weight with ease.

My body flooded with a newfound vitality and I summoned the strength to overcome the obstacle that had seemed insurmountable.

My eyeballs turned yellow, and my ears soared like a wolf with my hands covered in flames.

A sudden jolt of energy ignited within me as if my muscles had been electrified. Surrounding my entire body as I lifted the weight with ease.

"What the hell is this?" I whispered, surprised.

"Dragon blaze," a lady's voice rang in my ears.

I glanced at her in shock and, suddenly, I was surrounded by a lot of people.

"What just happened?" I asked, surprised.

"You lifted your Budden and activated who you truly are. It gave you access to the gates of this institute," she warmly responded, smiling.

"Welcome home," they said in unison.

"Home? Are you all like me?" I couldn't help but ask with the warm welcome I received.

"Not exactly, you are a half-cast from two different realms, like a werewolf hybrid ...we are a lycanthropic dragon, we create blaze, breathe it out, and control it while You are a dragon wolf, the most powerful creature existing, realms upon realms shall flee at the sight of you. even the most powerful people can't hurt you," she declared.

"If I am dangerous, why did your people save me? why does everyone here welcome me? you called it my home," I retorted, confused.

"Because we are your people. Your mother was also a lycanthropic dragon, our leader. A mighty warrior," she declared warmly.

"Y-you know my mother?" I stammered sadly, I had to hear of my mother from a stranger.

"No! None of us have seen your mother except for the old leaders we have. She is a legend, someone we'll praise forever...we were taught about her, how she saved our realm, and how she died. But that's all we know," She calmly responded.

"You were also our legend; we were taught about you. the child the bore that was frozen for 1000 years. A dragon wolf, something that never existed. I could never have imagined that one day I'd be standing in front of a legend. I'm so thrilled to meet you. I'm Clara," she stated happily.

"Hi Clara, I'm Melonie. I'm honored to meet you too," I softly retorted, sending her a fake smile because still, I was not happy.

"I know who you are, everyone here knows who you are. Come, let me show you to your room," Clara suggested, holding my hand kindly to point me the way.

As we walked over, I felt the weight of their fearful stares, like a thousand daggers piercing my skin, as they cowered in my presence.

I saw the fear in their eyes, like a reflection of my own darkness, as they trembled before me.

"They are scared of me," I whispered, disappointed.

"It's normal Melonie, only you here don't know who you are, but we all do. They will get over it; you just have to prove it to them," Clara stated, tapping my shoulders to assure me.

"What exactly am I to prove to them," I asked, unsure.

"That you are not the monster they hope you won't become," Clara blurted out.

"I won't hurt anyone," I argued, assured.

"People change," Clara protested.

"I can't even hurt a fly, Clara," I retorted.

"Well, I assure you, soon you will be able to hunt a tiger," she responded and smirked.

"And where do you think you are taking her to?" an elderly woman's voice echoed behind us.

"Good day ma'am... I'm taking her to her room, ma'am, she must be exhausted," Clara stated respectfully.

"How dare you make that decision on your own? She's dangerous, she belongs in a cage. At least until we are sure you won't get us killed.

"Lock her up!!!"