Red Moon Love – Ch 12 Childhood Tragedy Part 1

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BLOODY HUNTERS SAGA

RED MOON LOVE

By Andra-Cristiana Stan

Chapter 12 - Childhood Tragedy Part 1

Note: This chapter is as is, not edited. I haven't had enough free time to go through it and revise in depth. It is edited on the go, still, there might be misspelled words, grammar, etc. errors. I apologize for that. I delayed posting it for this reason, hoping I will get the free time to work on it, and present it as clean as possible. However, I failed. So, keep in mind that it's a rough draft, and enjoy the story. Thank you so much for your understanding, and sorry for presenting it like this! 🤦‍♀️🙏🙏🙏❤💖😘❤

“I can’t…,” she came to her senses for a while, squeezing his hand.

“You can’t what? Tell me! Mika?” he couldn’t hear her, as she wasn’t clear. He bit his wrist and put a few blood drops on her mouth.

“No!” she protested.

“It’s only to get you heal from whatever is happening to you! Stop pushing me away! I love you! I don’t want to harm you!” he was still screaming, having mixed feelings. On one hand he wanted to keep her safe, and on another, furious she didn’t understand his real intentions.

“It’s the awakening…. I keep having this for the last eight months…. It will pass. Since my father died, they are getting worse. Give me cold water, please.” she asked, tears coming down her cheeks.

He went to the fridge to get her a bottle of cold water. He knew it wasn’t the hunter awakening. It was the other awakening. “Here, drink.” he gave her the water and helped her drink. She was weakened by the episode.

“Thank you.” she said, keeping his hand in hers, without realizing. She had her gaze down.

“Can’t we talk like normal people?” he asked on a calm voice.

“We aren’t normal people.” she corrected him.

“You know what I mean. Let’s work together. We are a couple, family now.” he took her other hand, attempting to get a truce between them.

“Family?” she raised her eyes and lost herself in his.

“Yeah. I know everything is rushed for you. Two days. It’s a lot to digest. I’m waiting for you for the last 16 years. I do have the feelings for you. I haven’t lied.” he said, patting her head, playing with her hair strand.

“How did you wait for me? You said you thought I died.” she was sincerely asking to see his true feelings. Her heart and soul were nudging her to give him a chance.

“I thought you were dead. Your father showed me your casket. Before your funeral. I was devastated. I did everything I could to save you. You were only a child. I even gave you my blood to revive you. Nothing worked. You died in my arms. First time, in my life, when I felt weak and poor. All I had was nothing, to get you back.” he told her, changing his grimace, remembering the painful past.

Mika took his face into her hands, seeing how affected he was. “Tell me the entire story, if you want me to give you a chance. Make me understand. I can’t trust you and your feelings, if you keep things from me.”

He glared into her eyes in silence. “Alright. You think you can take it? It can bring you back memories that you seem to have blocked. It’s not a sweet story. It’s dark.”

“I can take it. Just tell me.” she held his hand, feeling safe around him this time.

“Before I met you, I had several years, the same dream. A little girl, a sweet angel, running from darkness, in tears. A voice was telling me to save the girl. She was the one of my life. I didn’t give much importance to the dream but had the picture of the child in my head, all the time. At one point, when I had business in Brightstone, I met your father. The owner of Moridial Pharmaceutics, with whom I had a new contract with, for supplies. He was a straightforward man. I liked him very much. He and I had many common grounds, and we got along well. In one of my meetings there with your father, I saw you. You were waiting outside the room, with a white teddy bear in your arms. I thought you were cute. When I wanted to ask your name, your father came and told me you are his daughter. Michaela. You didn’t speak, you only looked at me in the eyes, and puffed. I went home that night, and while taking a shower, your image came before my eyes. I realized then that the girl from my dreams and the daughter of Moridial Pharmaceutics, was one and the same. A black energy pierced my heart. I sensed something evil was to happen. I got dressed and took my car back to your dad’s company. I drove like crazy. When I got there, your dad was hurt, blood was pouring down from his heart, his body on the floor, saying your name and ‘Help her….’ He was dying. I gave him my blood, used magic on his external injury, and put him on the sofa to recover. I reached the door, to go after you, when he said, that if I save you, you will be mine, at the right age, and he lost consciousness. I tailed your smell from the corridor and commenced hunting down the creature and you, all the way to the roof. Nothing was there. I found the teddy bear you held previously, with your blood on it. I licked the blood, to give me some details of your memories, to see who the creature was. I saw you crying, screaming my name, and saying murderer to the beast. It was a tall, dark creature, not from this earth. When you said my name the second time, the creature stabbed you with his long sharp nail in the heart, half in, to torture you first. You both disappeared. I went mad, pained, not understanding my connection with you, and why you had to suffer because of me. A young, innocent child.” he had bloody tears, the events weren’t easy on him, not even after all those years.

“What happened next?” she erased his tears with her fingers.

Thomas took one of her hands, and kissed it, holding it to his cheek, not wanting to ever let it go. “I made a locator spell on your teddy bear, and it guided me to where you were kept. It was a trap set up for me. All that was against me, to hurt me. He tied your little body up and left you on the cold ground of a cave on Lothe Mountain, waiting for me to come. He was sure I will come for you.”

“Who was he?” she asked, raising his chin, to look him into his eyes.

“Demon. Summoned by the third house, to put me down, and take over the power. They knew the prophecy, that if I will marry that girl, centuries to come, they will have no success in taking my place. Real love makes us stronger. And I, unknowingly, already loved you, without even meeting you in real life, before our first encounter. I understood it later.” he gave her a kiss on the forehead. “I would even give my immortality and life for you, that much I love you Mika.”

Mika stood there, puzzled to what she was hearing, remembering in bits. He was telling the truth. “What happened afterwards?”

He had a flashback while telling her.

“You came DiAngelo, to meet your death. Come closer. Red Moon shall be witness of your mortality! Ha-ha!” Aharlize, the demon, was a Red Moon demon, as his powers were at high peaks then. He was a dark matter, with horns, red glowing eyes, and the contour of a taurus, but human in body. A towering creature, from the underground, summoned from Hell, to exterminate him.

“Let the child go!” Thomas raged at him, going closer to the spot Michaela was.

“Don’t worry! You will die together! These are my orders! Ha-ha!” the demon announced their doomed fate.

“I won’t let you touch her!” he said, decreasing the distance between him and her.

“My dad is dead!” cried Mika to Thomas. “He killed him!” she said, having blood all over her petite body. An image that made Thomas growl and turn into a beast himself.

Thomas plunged over the demon, and a life and death rumble began. They fought with physical strength, with magic, you name it. The demon was strong. They were both wounded badly, but no one would seize the fight. One had to be dead at the end of the battle. After an hour or so, while both attacked the other, Thomas had the leverage of the Red Moon’s bright light, that blinded the demon, as Thomas used it in his magic, and inflicted his hand into the demon’s chest, pulling his heart out. Aharlize’s body hit the floor in an earthquake. He was dead. The ground of the cave opened, where the demon’s body was, and flames dragged him back to Hell.

“It’s alright. You are safe now.” Thomas approached with care the little girl, but he was on the verge of collapsing. The wounds he had were poisonous, and he was in a bad shape. For her sake, he would push himself to stay on his feet.

“I feel cold….” she witnessed everything, wasn’t scared since Thomas made his appearance, but after she saw the demon eliminated, she just couldn’t grab the life straw any longer.

“Your dad is safe. He didn’t die. He’s waiting for your return.” he took her in his arms. “It’s okay, stay with me, don’t close your eyes.”

Her little eyes gave a last spark, hearing her dad was still alive, and gave her last breath.

“No! Stay with me! Open your eyes!” Thomas had her little body in his arms, shaking her to wake up, removing her restraints, throwing them away. He bit his wrist and gave her blood, tried the same as he did with her father. He put a lot of blood in her. He didn’t care if she would turn into a creature like him, and froze for eternity, in that little body. His mind had one target, and that was to make her breath again, at all costs. It was his most precious. He didn’t know why, but she was. He pumped her little chest, to bring her back. Nothing was working. His blood never failed to give life, this time, it had no power. He took her breathless body to his car and drove to her dad. When he reached there, her dad was waiting in front of the company, under the Red Moon light, rubbing his hands, in distress.

“I did all I could! Nothing worked! Please! Save her! There must be something you can do and wake her up!” Thomas collapsed on his knees, crying, under her father’s teary eyes, not letting go of her.

“She’s gone…, my little baby is gone!” he said, crumbling on the ground, crying in the dark, deadly night, along with Thomas.

“Do something! Do something!” he screamed, begging her father, but the poison he had in him from the demon, made him lose his consciousness, falling on his back, holding Michaela tight.

👉READ CHAPTER 1 PART 1 RED MOON CRAZE OF  "RED MOON LOVE" HERE!👈

👉READ CHAPTER 1 PART 2 RED MOON CRAZE OF "RED MOON LOVE" HERE!👈

👉READ CHAPTER 2 BACK TO LIFE, BACK TO REALITY OF "RED MOON LOVE" HERE!👈

👉READ CHAPTER 3 THE WHITE SHARK OF "RED MOON LOVE" HERE!👈

👉READ CHAPTER 4 TRUTH BE TOLD OF "RED MOON LOVE" HERE!👈

👉READ CHAPTER 5 A BLACK CAR... OF "RED MOON LOVE" HERE!👈

👉READ CHAPTER 6 OBSESSION AND WEREWOLVES' ATTACK OF "RED MOON LOVE" HERE!👈

👉READ CHAPTER 7 SAY WHAT?! OF "RED MOON LOVE" HERE!👈

👉READ CHAPTER 8 MIXED FEELINGS OF "RED MOON LOVE" HERE!👈

👉READ CHAPTER 9 CONFESSIONS AND WEDDING PREPARATIONS OF "RED MOON LOVE" HERE!👈

👉READ CHAPTER 10 DIAMOND BRIDE HUNTRESS OF "RED MOON LOVE" HERE!👈

👉READ CHAPTER 11 LOVERS AND SPOUSES OF "RED MOON LOVE" HERE!👈

 

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Note: This chapter is as is, not edited. I haven't had enough free time to go through it and revise in depth. It is edited on the go, still, there might be misspelled words, grammar, etc. errors. I apologize for that. I delayed posting it for this reason, hoping I will get the free time to work on it, and present it as clean as possible. However, I failed. So, keep in mind that it's a rough draft, and enjoy the story. Thank you so much for your understanding, and sorry for presenting it like this! 🤦‍♀️🙏🙏🙏❤💖😘❤

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BLOODY HUNTERS SAGA - RED MOON LOVE by Andra-Cristiana Stan, Romania. Copyright © April 2019. All Rights Reserved

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