Chapter 3 My Rescuers

Viola's POV

Holding my head, I forced my eyes open; my vision was blurred, and I wasn't sure who was before me. At first, they appeared to be two wolf-like creatures staring into my face.

At once, I jerked myself, still feeling the drums beating hard on my forehead and my legs feeling so weak as if they were stuck to a point.

I touched my head and body and also closed and opened my eyes. Oh my gosh! So I'm still alive!! I yelled. I'm alive! I'm alive!! I sound awful, right? I stopped.

But wait, “Where am I?” I asked.

I looked up to see two handsome-looking dudes before me who had finally transformed into their human forms. Each staring at me, anticipating my quick flashback to reality.

I x-rayed the room in which I was currently lying; the ceiling was white, dissected with some wood into square-like shapes, and the size of the room was estimated to be about 4 x 4 square metres, painted yellow. Around were two cupboards dispersed into two corners neatly placed; the wardrobes were empty, and beverages were arranged neatly in the cupboard.

I could suggest that this was the pack's hospital facility, as I was welcomed with a strange smell of blood and izal around the environment.

“How did I get here, and who are you?"

"Relax, Viola," one of the guys responded.

“You even know my name?” Yes, he replied,

I was close by when I heard the ravished lady shout Viola run. I guess she was referring to you as you were the only one around there.

Immediately, I remembered that we were on a battlefield, trying to survive. I remembered the seven rogues and their acts of cruelty toward my cousin.

Oh gosh!

“Where's Soriea?" I heaved, trying hard to recall the events that took place.

"Wait, I hope it's not what I think? Someone should answer me,” I shouted.

I was really scared of the reality of the scene I saw earlier. I couldn't tell if it was real or a dream.

“How did I get here?” I asked again. “You should thank the moon goddess for saving your life first before asking stupid questions,” said Owen.

I yelled again, "What use is life if my best friend is no more? Can someone tell me what the hell is going on?”

"Relax, Viola; stop the questioning; you're still trying to recover.”

“I can promise you that what's going on is for your own good, and you'll thank us later for this. All we just need is for you to cooperate with us.”

“Cooperate with you?” “Who are you in the first instance?”

“By the way, my name is Owen. Meet my friend, Jasper. We were in the nearby environment when we heard rushes of sound coming our way, and we guessed you could need some help.”

Owen stretched out his hand for a handshake, which I did, and I also repeated the same with Jasper.

“Thanks, Owen, and nice to meet you, Jasper. But if I may ask, how's Soriea, and what really happened after then?”

“First of all, take a deep breath," he signalled with his hand. “Breath in,” which I inhaled; “out,” I exhaled. Again, “breathe in; and out.”

“Can we proceed with the details now?” I enquired. Jasper interrupted; “not until you've heard your breakfast, I guess you're famished. You've not had any meals since yesterday after the incident, so you need to have your meal first.”

“It's okay,” I nodded. I was itching to hear the final event of things, I could guess, but I needed to hear from an eye witness the full scene of the event, which is why I agreed to all their terms.

Immediately, I was served a cup of tea and some cookies, which was just okay for the atmosphere. It made me feel warm and comfortable, as well as a bit relaxed.

“Wait a minute. Viola, your head hurts; probably I can give you a head massage if that will make you comfortable.” I think their actions all contributed to my increased nervousness. I couldn't bear it anymore.

I shouted at once, “Cut the crab; what do you think you're doing? I'm out of here!”.

"Wait." Owen, who had the shape-shifting ability, changed into a giant animal and tried to block my path, but I was too stubborn to listen.

Jasper, on the other hand, who had the mind-control ability, tried to manipulate and control my mind; they all tried to make sure I listened. I repelled immediately. I was burning to know what's going on.

With all the strength I had, I yelled out, which resulted in a firm blast of silence and anger.

“Okay, okay, you win," they growled.

"Just sit, and we'll unleash everything. We just wanted you to relax, that's all. We're here to give you all the support you need.”

“I understand you, I replied; I just want to know. I'm eager to know my fate; I'm curious already. So please, help me. That's alright,” Jasper said.

Both signalled a seat to me, with a soft foam attached; hopefully, it's going to be a long talk. I had no choice but to sit.

Owen proceeded to tell me the full story of what happened.

“Well, you were lying unconscious; when we met you, I think you were already stressed out from the event while viewing the horrific sight.

Before we fled to your rescue, two of the rogues had moved over to you in an attempt to execute you also. Your cousin at this stage was lying down helpless and unable to move as she was surrounded by the rogues.

She screamed at once, and that's what alerted us. Thus, Jasper, who had the ability to hide from other beings also, stepped in and disappeared with you.”

“The rogues, seeing the scene, tore her (Soriea) as you called her into pieces and disappeared with her head, leaving her whole body lying headless and in a gush of blood,” after which they winked at each other, making me confused. Are they being truthful, or is there anything they're hiding? I thought.

“We dropped you off at the pack's hospital for some treatment since you were unconscious. While you were still receiving treatment, we had gone back to observe the scene.”

“Immediately, Viola cut in, "How about Avian?"

“Who's Avian?” They asked.

"Well, Avian is my friend; we were together, along with Soriea, when the unfavourable event occurred. Didn't you see any male in the scene?”

Both turned to each other and at once replied “no" and continued.

"Fortunately, the pack members recognized her and carried her body to the morgue, where it's being deposited. I guess arrangements for her funeral are ongoing.”

At their explanation, I fell to the ground at once, with tears gripping my eyes. I couldn't believe I had led my best friend to her untimely death.

“She was so full of life and had a very bright future ahead of her,” I chorused out. “It's all my fault”. I gave myself a silly slap.

At this, I couldn't hold my tears, I coiled around the chairs with tears gushing down my eyes. It's all my fault. I let out an outcry as loud as possible.

“You've caused the death of a hero; you're finished." I growled.

I was right; I'm finished. Owen and Jasper tried to console me. In fact, I was lost in the embrace of Owen while he tried as much as possible to help me to my feet.

You don't need to cry yourself out. Yes, she's gone, but you don't need to kill yourself either.

I didn't only cry for the loss of my cousin, but because I caused her demise. If I hadn't delayed, we would have moved with other pack members, thus avoiding the attack.

Was I ready to face my worst fear? No. Do I really need to face it? Definitely. This and many more clouded my mind and thus caused tears to flow uninterruptedly.