The Shadowed World
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Category:
Paranormal/Supernatural › General
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
8
Views:
1,173
Reviews:
3
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
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This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance of characters to actual persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental. The Author holds exclusive rights to this work. Unauthorized duplication is prohibited.
Tigeress
Last part: I open my eyes and I know I had tears running down my cheeks, I wipe them away with my hand
I call to my pure Black horse with violet eyes; she is a hunter horse, half Thoroughbred and half Arab, her name is Shadow. I jump up on her back; I ride her bareback and don’t need any reins to tell her where to go, I just use my mind. We are going to Los Angeles, the next city I will hunt in, I tell Shadow to go into a gallop. I’m hoping that this city is the one with Damon King in it because he has to die so that justice has been done. I’m fifteen this year and it has been almost nine years since my parent’s death. I hope that by the 11th of March, Damon will be six feet under; I have waited a long time to bring justice to this sinful crime that was done to my parents.
Two days later….
When we arrived finally to Los Angeles, I go to a club called Wild Storm, a club I own it is only one of many clubs that I own but all the names always start with the word “Wild”. My Clubs have a mixture of shadowed world people and humans. Since I’m only young I got older friends of mine and Hunters to put the clubs under there name and I would give them the money to pay for them, some of the money is from my parents but the rest came from people I have saved. Shadow and I walk up to the front door and I knock, we hear footsteps coming, a slide in the door opened.
“Who is it?” someone growled.
“Down boy, Hunter, it is only me,” I said sweetly.
“Aurora, long time no see,” Hunter said opening the door.
Hunter has brown eyes, very long black hair and is a born-werewolf. People start coming into the room, stoping their training to come and stare at the famous vampire hunter. I walk around the room helping people with there training and also to find out if Damon King is in the city. Hunter tells me Damon is but they don’t know where he is in the city because he keeps going moving around but every night he go’s to his son’s club called Midnight Shadows. The son’s name is Evan but Damon also has an older son called Drake who also goes’s to that club.
“What type of club is it, Hunter?” I ask
“Mixture” replies Hunter and I groan
“How many have we lost since I was last here?” I ask
“Only five” Hunter states
“Who?” I ask slowly in a whisper but Hunter hears me.
“Crystal, Morgan, Ash, Lily and …Leola” Hunter reveals
“Leola, oh Hunter your mate, tell me it isn’t true.” I beg
“It’s true, they all went down with a fight and all finished there justice” Hunter reports, standing up straight.
“What you were there, don’t answer that of course you were because of Leola!” I shout. Everybody stops to look at me in concern.
“They are looking at me with concern, why Hunter what else happened?” I cry
“Udolf, your old friend we found him killed by Damon King.” Hunter confesses
“Udolf?” I shriek
“Yes” Hunter mumbles
“But, but he can’t be” I protest screaming
“Aurora calm down please, someone get one of the witches sleeping potions hurry!” Hunter yells above my screams.
They bring in the potion but it took about ten shadow world people to hold me down and pour it into me. When I wake up it’s dark outside and people are training. I tell Hunter that I’m going to the Midnight Shadow club and that no one will hunt because I might have some need of them all tonight. I get Shadow ready and ride out into the cold night air. When I finally find the club, I walk in and a vampire walks up to me. He is tall, grey eyes, serious face, muscles tense for some reason and long red hair. Tonight everything happens.
I call to my pure Black horse with violet eyes; she is a hunter horse, half Thoroughbred and half Arab, her name is Shadow. I jump up on her back; I ride her bareback and don’t need any reins to tell her where to go, I just use my mind. We are going to Los Angeles, the next city I will hunt in, I tell Shadow to go into a gallop. I’m hoping that this city is the one with Damon King in it because he has to die so that justice has been done. I’m fifteen this year and it has been almost nine years since my parent’s death. I hope that by the 11th of March, Damon will be six feet under; I have waited a long time to bring justice to this sinful crime that was done to my parents.
Two days later….
When we arrived finally to Los Angeles, I go to a club called Wild Storm, a club I own it is only one of many clubs that I own but all the names always start with the word “Wild”. My Clubs have a mixture of shadowed world people and humans. Since I’m only young I got older friends of mine and Hunters to put the clubs under there name and I would give them the money to pay for them, some of the money is from my parents but the rest came from people I have saved. Shadow and I walk up to the front door and I knock, we hear footsteps coming, a slide in the door opened.
“Who is it?” someone growled.
“Down boy, Hunter, it is only me,” I said sweetly.
“Aurora, long time no see,” Hunter said opening the door.
Hunter has brown eyes, very long black hair and is a born-werewolf. People start coming into the room, stoping their training to come and stare at the famous vampire hunter. I walk around the room helping people with there training and also to find out if Damon King is in the city. Hunter tells me Damon is but they don’t know where he is in the city because he keeps going moving around but every night he go’s to his son’s club called Midnight Shadows. The son’s name is Evan but Damon also has an older son called Drake who also goes’s to that club.
“What type of club is it, Hunter?” I ask
“Mixture” replies Hunter and I groan
“How many have we lost since I was last here?” I ask
“Only five” Hunter states
“Who?” I ask slowly in a whisper but Hunter hears me.
“Crystal, Morgan, Ash, Lily and …Leola” Hunter reveals
“Leola, oh Hunter your mate, tell me it isn’t true.” I beg
“It’s true, they all went down with a fight and all finished there justice” Hunter reports, standing up straight.
“What you were there, don’t answer that of course you were because of Leola!” I shout. Everybody stops to look at me in concern.
“They are looking at me with concern, why Hunter what else happened?” I cry
“Udolf, your old friend we found him killed by Damon King.” Hunter confesses
“Udolf?” I shriek
“Yes” Hunter mumbles
“But, but he can’t be” I protest screaming
“Aurora calm down please, someone get one of the witches sleeping potions hurry!” Hunter yells above my screams.
They bring in the potion but it took about ten shadow world people to hold me down and pour it into me. When I wake up it’s dark outside and people are training. I tell Hunter that I’m going to the Midnight Shadow club and that no one will hunt because I might have some need of them all tonight. I get Shadow ready and ride out into the cold night air. When I finally find the club, I walk in and a vampire walks up to me. He is tall, grey eyes, serious face, muscles tense for some reason and long red hair. Tonight everything happens.