Vantablack

Authors note: Fairplay (Acoustic) by kiana Lede inspired this chapter

Onyx POV

My gasp is the only thing that can be heard as I look around at the grey wasteland around me.

There were no signs of life, and it seems Mika presence is hidden from me as well, but I still try to call out to her.

“What is this place, Mika?”

She didn’t respond confirming that she isn’t with me.

The grey area in front of me soon changes to be a desert with a cactus or two and some tumbleweed going by. The ground was completely dry with deep cracks in the ground from what I could see.

If this place is real, then I might survive if I walk forward and survive off cactus.

I turn around to access the situation and see is there was a city nearby.

Only to see a forest with tall trees, bushes that may have berries on them, and what I’m assuming healthy grass.

Looking from the lush forest to the dead dry desert, I knew I lost my damn mind, when the hell did polar opposites get this close to each other?

I will not eat anymore chocolate before bed if this is the shit that happens in my dreams.

That theory was thrown out by the light breeze giving goosebumps to my arms, a soft giggle sounded around me.

With my back to the forest, I see a small figure in the distance walking towards me.

The figure soon turns into a young girl no older than 4. Her blonde hair flowed with the light breeze threating to blow the flower piece into oblivion, it wasn’t until she was a few feet from me when I see that her clear blue eyes looked dead with blood matting her hair and her face was beaten and bruised. The most horrifying thing was that it looked like part of her skull was dented.

The girl is dead but why does she seem so familiar.

The child looks up and our eyes locked and in an instant a flood of images invade my mind.

She shows me a younger version of Micky and Alex being carefree with Demon smiling at them.

A door being pushed and them rushing in yelling that they were now superheroes.

A man that laughed at her pain as he beats her to death for being a child.

An unconscious Ben within sight and a determination to be close to him as the world starts to get dark. A heavy sigh of relief is released just as I feel his warmth against my cold skin and the darkness swallows us whole.

“Take care of dada please. He needs you. And you’re very pretty.”

I blink and see the girl unharmed with the gentlest smile trying to hide the tears of sadness streaming down her face.

I drop to my knees and hug the child that I have known but never got to meet, “I don’t know what’s going on, but I will, Sophia and you will always be loved by him and me. We will all meet again, just wait for us, sweetheart.”

A faint thank you floated in the air and soon I was holding myself with only a memory of sweet Sophia.

A piece of my heart feels like it was taken away from me, leaving an empty hole but I know it’s not as big as the hole in Demon’s heart.

The pain that he was constantly feeling has always upset me, but this pushed the little mercy I had for others off a cliff to die.

I look at the environment and then at the ground to see if they merge into one another.

They both meet in the middle but don’t merge just barley touching each other.

I put one foot on both sides and look to the sky knowing that a damn moon will be there.

With the full moon in the sky, a feminine body started to appear from the moonlight of the moon.

Pure hatred consumed me as the goddess made her appearance. “Hello, my child”, She had no mouth for the words to come out, but I could hear them all the same. Her body is made of the moon light that she uses to call for her creatures when they are to die and if they are to be with her then it is said that her oxen would guide you to her or the blood moon will take you to hell.

The Moon goddess that never shows her real body to anyone is floating in front of me.

And if this bitch was real i would give her the beaten that poor Sophia was given

“That is quite rude of you to think since I am your creator and I love you with all my heart”

I try to control my anger by crossing my arms and scuffed, “You don’t love me or any of the other wolves. You just love making and creating chaos. Making sure that the powerful ones live and obey you while the rest are their playthings”

Her voice held no emotion as she spoke, “That is not true, I love all of you equally. I love you all so much that I want to withdraw the favor that I made with Demon but anytime I try to talk to him he tries to harm me.”

The audacity of this bitch

“Wow you actually have the Gaul to float there and pretend that you give a damn about someone other than yourself. And you have the audacity to think that we are doing you a favor.”

Her obnoxious tone makes the itch to try to kill her worse, “You wouldn’t have done anything without me giving Demon the idea.”

Laughing, my anger starts to boil over, “No it was because that dumbass second of Knox’s thought we were trying to take over his spot, so he tried to have our kids killed.”

The figure turns her head, “You do know that they are not yours?”

“I raise and take care of them while actually loving them so that makes them mine.” I straighten my spine at that and dared her to say what I thought she would, and she did.

“Are you sure that you are not just using them to fill the void that was left by the pregnancy you lost?”

Binding my knees, I get ready to pounce, “The fuck did you just say to me?”

Fuck if this is just a illusion. The bitch has to die.

“I ask if the boys are your replacement for the child, you were never supposed to have? Are you trying to fill the void in your heart?”

“It’s none of your business but I will tell you that I will have a place in my dead heart for not only the boys but for the unborn child and for Sophia as well as Demon. They are mine and no one will take that from me. Not even you.”

Its silent as her, what looks to be eye sockets, watches me when she suddenly says, “You were supposed to die not get pregnant with a Alpha’s child.”

I take a step back surprise, “What?”

“Well, if we are being honest, you were supposed to die roughly around the time you were born. And with that in mind I forgot all about your bloodline knowing that your mother was useless and pathetic as was her mother and the rest of your bloodline. Your bloodline didn’t bring anything to the world, so they were to be wiped out. But your mother made sure that someone was to take care of you before that sex disease killed her. I knew something was wrong when she didn’t bring you with her.”

I could almost feel her rolling her eyes, “Come to find out that you escaped my grasp and was already assigned a mate when you turned 4. So, I made sure to influence that pack of yours to harm and kill you. You were never supposed to be with child. I thought I got rid of any chance of you being able to have children but somehow you did. I convinced that boy to get rid of the nuisance and he followed my command. After that little mishap, I took control of that doctor’s body, even though he fought me, and clipped your tubes and then burnt them as well. But I did that so you can die without any regrets. I try to be so good to you why do you keep fighting your fate, my child?”

She said it as if she was doing me a favor or that I should be grateful for her doing that.

I couldn’t answer its question as I was trying to workup something to feel.

Some type of anger, hatred, sadness, just something about what she just told me.

But instead, I feel nothing.

My world isn’t falling apart or anything like that. Instead, I find it as a small relief in a way.

Knowing that it was all her and that I wasn’t going crazy for thinking that she hated me. When in reality it was because she hated me and my blood. None of what happened was my fault nor was it my mother’s. I feel some closure if I think about it like that.

Because of her not only was I hurt but my mate had to suffer, and his little girl died

Everything that happened was all this sick twisted goddess who loved to use others while killing the innocent just for her favorite wolves.

But soon the blood of ALL her favorites will be on Mine and Demon’s hands.

That brought peace and some justice to my soul.

I take a deep breath and nod slowly, “Yeah I guess your reasoning for hating me is decent but did you really think that there wouldn’t be any consequences to your actions? That there wouldn’t be repercussions?”

“What are you talking about?”

“Well, the only reason you want us to stop the death of most werewolves is because the ones that opposed you and that was actually your favorite, finally bowed to you again. And now you don’t want us to kill or scare them anymore but it’s too late for that. Plus, we were never doing it because you asked us to. We are doing this to avenge our dead and for the past they gave us.”

Its eye sockets narrow as I gave a smile to it, “You dug your own grave when you failed to have me killed. You are the reason so many wolves will die because you just couldn’t help picking favorites and ignoring the rest of your people. You screwed yourself when you got one of my boys hurt with a permeant scar on his face and now, they both have trauma that they have to live with. You fucked up when you had killed my mate’s innocent little girl in cold blood for no reason. Your ignorance and negligence are the reason blood will be spilled, packs destroyed, with us standing on the ones that you care for so fucking much.”

It still holds its head highly, “You will do no such thing.”

I raise an eyebrow, “You won’t be able to stop us because a pack will die on every night that you are at your weakest.”

The thing may not have any facial expressions, but I knew that shock was there, “and when is that?”

I chuckle, “On the Night of a New Moon of course. They will die during the nights where there is a new moon, and no moon light can be seen and when the sun comes back up their will be nothing but blood for you to find.”

I stare in the eye sockets and know it was pissed making me laugh in the Moon Goddess face, “Why are you mad? This is the results of your actions. You fucked around with the wrong playthings. And now we shall fuck around with your favorite ones.”

The smile stays on my face as the goddess vanishes, “It’s just fairplay, don’t be too mad Goddess.”

I sit up in the Queen size bed in our new home and hear the others sleeping or doing their patrols for the night.

Demon’s scent comes from the office connected to our room with the boys’ snores coming from the room across the hall.

A sigh of relief runs through me as I can sense Mika’s presence again as she processes my encounter with the goddess.

“Glad you are still with me”

“Yeah, so am I.”

I go to Demon to tell him the encounter I had with the bitch. He looks up smiling at me, abandoning the paperwork in front of him. My breath caught as his eyes wasn’t heavy with the same dark emotions that was there when we first met. They were so much more carefree and happier.

Shaking my head with a smile of my own I tell him about the dream. Throughout that time, I notice how he gives me all his attention and listens. Somehow in that time frame he has my hand in his, drawing little circles unconsciously.

This man has always been patient with me.

Loving and caring to me

Wearing his heart on his sleeve

Let’s me invade his private thoughts just to ease mine.

He does everything in his power to keep me and the boys safe.

Everything he has done for me since we’ve met plays in my head and I start thinking that maybe it would be nice to see if we could be more than friends.

If I really want this, then I will not keep anything from him because communication and openness is what keeps a relationship afloat.

I know I haven’t given him any reason to think I want something more than what we have, but I will change that starting now.

“Mika?”

“Yeah”

“You lose the bet to Shadow”

Once the conversation was over, I gently grab his face giving a kiss on his forehead, “Thank you for being there for me and loving me and giving me everything you are. Now its my turn and I will give you the world, my heart, and my damaged soul.”

I quickly give him the gentlest peck on the lips, before I could chicken out and scurry into another room, probably looking like a tomato, before he could say anything.