It was raining heavily outside and inside an old and rustic castle the halls were echoing with screams of pain, inside a small room a woman with long dark hair was giving birth to her first baby and outside her room was a man waiting…
the man had scars all over his body including his face, one would wonder why he was even here because a man like him doesn’t care about anyone else other than himself…
he waited patiently for the woman to deliver, the nurses and midwives who were helping the woman deliver were scared to death, if anything was to go wrong then they would be killed in a matter of seconds…
the woman suddenly stopped screaming and for a moment there was silence and then a small baby started crying, the man who was waiting nodded and his henchman went inside and came back a few seconds later…
“it’s a girl sire” the henchman said, the man stood up and left without looking back, he came here and waited in case the child was a boy but it’s a girl and he doesn’t want a girl…
he wants a son who is going to lead and take his throne, the child’s mother could do whatever she wants with it, the mother was still catching her breath as the mid wife tried to give her the child…
“you have a beautiful baby girl ma’am” said the mid wife but the woman glared at her, she didn’t even look at her child even for a second, “I don’t want her, call the 3 witch sisters and tell them I want to talk to them” said the woman and the midwife took the baby and left with her… a few minutes later the 3 sisters came in, “you said that you can move this curse and give it to the child” the woman said and the sisters nodded…
They have met cruel people but never like this woman, she isn’t only cruel, but she is heartless and unfeeling, “well then what are you waiting for??? Let’s get started already and it better work, I cant die” said the woman and they nodded…
when they left she smiled to herself, the high priestess didn’t know what she had coming her way, she dared to curse her and now like always she found a loophole…
the curse was that she was going to die a slow and painful death but after stealing an old spell book she found out that there is a way to escape this death, she had to give birth to a child and then because she shares the same blood with the child she can then move the curse from herself to the baby…
She didn’t want to see the baby and she didn’t care what would happen to it when she is done but as long as she is safe, she didn’t just endure 9 hours of labour pains, 9 months of cravings and morning sicknesses so that she can love and take care of the baby…
just the word love made her laugh, she was never and will never be capable of love and if this child wasn’t going to die anytime soon then she would have raised it and taught her the same things she was taught…
she was going to teach her how to be a killer, ‘it would have been nice to have a mini her in world’ she thought with a sigh as she got off the bed to get ready for the ritual…
“we have everything we need here ma’am, now all we need is the amaranth flower” said one of the witch sisters, the woman went to a hidden passage and came out with a golden and rare flower that grants immortality…
the sisters started drawing their symbols and chanting spells in preparation of the ritual, “can we wait until the baby is a few months old???” said the oldest but that earned a glare from the woman, “its my baby and I cant wait for months, who will take care of it in those months?? We do it now” said the woman…
the sisters couldn’t help but cower, the woman was weak and she just gave birth but even in her condition she could kill them in a matter of seconds, anyways its not their job to worry about the baby because it isn’t theirs anyways…
the ritual was happening outside and it had stopped raining but it was cold outside, the woman looked up and saw that the clouds have now scattered and they could now see the full moon…
they bought the baby outside and put her on one of the circle and the mother got on the other, the witches started chanting their spells and they could hear the world and sky roar…
what that woman was doing hasn’t been done in centuries, every witch in the world felt it, it was a wave of incredible power and it had them shivering in fear, the woman was re-writing history…
the high priestess woke up from her sleep and looked outside her bedroom window and she watched as the sky changed, the moon changed its colour to gold, every werewolf, vampire, banshee and all the supernatural beings saw it and they all knew that it wasn’t a good sign…
when the spell was done the woman got up and she felt stronger, she didn’t feel like someone was squeezing her heart slowly and she could feel that the death stench was gone…
she looked down and there the baby was still alive and breathing, a few seconds later the baby started crying and something weird happened, the baby who was only a few hours old changed into a golden wolf…
everyone looked at each other shocked at the miracle, “why isn’t she dead, how did she change into a wolf she is only a few hours old and that is impossible… there hasn’t been a golden wolf in centuries” she said looking at the sisters for an explanation…
“we don’t know what happened ma’am” they said, “fine find out and get that bastard who got me pregnant here and you three need to find out if the spell worked and what the hell happened to her” she said for once picking her baby who was now back in her baby form…
and even as she held her baby what was in her eyes wasn’t motherly love but curiosity and not the good kind, the father came back as soon as he could, “this better be good, I am a busy man” he said but the woman just snickered… “busy doing what??? Losing to the Alpha King Dawn over and over again??” the woman asked and the man just glared at her, the three sister hurried in to explain what happened..
“we think we know what happened, so one of you had a golden wolf gene and I am guessing it’s the father… it was recessive and the amaranth flower used at the ritual today powered it up and as a result your daughter’s wolf changed colour, as you know golden wolves are very power and legend has it that they ruled over all super naturals…. From werewolves, witches, banshees and even vampires” the sister said as she was explaining…
the parents looked at each other, “so our daughter is a powerful being now well too bad she is going to die anyways” the woman said standing up, the father looked at her, “what do you mean she is going to die??? This child might be my ticket to becoming the King of the world” he said and the mother rolled her eyes…
“you told me that I can do whatever I please with her and I did, the only reason she even has a golden wolf was because I did the ritual” the woman said and looked at the sisters who looked like they still have something more to say…
“spill it” she said and the oldest spoke, “we noticed something as you took her inside, every time when you passed by flowers with her we saw them die instantly… we think that somehow the curse got overturned and that your daughter isn’t going to die but she is death herself” said the oldest sister and the child’s parents looked at each other and then back at their sleeping baby…
“you are saying that anything she comes near dies???” the father asked, “we don’t know for sure, her powers are multiplied today because of the full moon so its safe to say that it could either be anything she touches” the sisters said… they all looked at the baby and there wasn’t any love in their eyes but greed for power, they have found a ticket and were blessed with a baby who they will later train to be a killing machine…
