The Mark of Three (Previously 'Marked by Three')

Chapter 32

Teleporting back to the ground, far away from the city that was falling to ashes, I could still distantly smell the smoke and hear the cries of pain of the mortals.

But I still had the desire to kill. No matter how many people I've killed, I still have the urge to kill more. Maybe one day, if I haven't found Blane, I just might be able to rid the pain, or at least some of it. But until then, the blood of more mortals will be on my hands.

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I was now currently walking along the deserted streets of New York. The night was still young, but when I looked up at the sky, I couldn't see any stars. The lights of the city were too bright but the only thing that was visible in the sky was the almost full moon. Only a few more days then it'd be full. Sighing, I looked away from the moon, it only brought more pain to me as memories of Blane came to me.

Being cut short of my thoughts, by a gush of wind blowing from the east, maybe only a mile or so away from where I was at. Slowly I could feel a smirk growing on my lips, my eyes darken and my fangs lengthen.

Hunters. About nine of them. Two female and seven male. I haven't seen any of these around for ages. And boy are they fun to kill. They put up more of a fight then the humans. Hunters aren't exactly humans. They don't live forever like most supernatural, but they do live longer than the average human. Reaching up to ages of hundred and fifty. Longer lives aren't they only thing that makes them different to humans. Their stronger and faster, obviously not like werewolves, vampires, angels and demons.

Demons. I almost growled at the thought of them. I still have no idea where they are. I haven't even seen a trace of them anywhere I've been. It was almost as if they lived in a different world.

When I snapped out of my thoughts, I saw I was still walking but still managed not to run into anything, and I wasn't even mind mapping. Even though I couldn't of hurt myself, the thought of being clumsy just did not sit well in my mind. I'm "The Chosen One", princesses of the fallen angel kingdom, I'm not meant to be clumsy, even if there was no one to see. I know it shouldn't be such a big deal, but I was walking a full ten minutes, at least, and these streets are littered in rubbish, dumpsters and god knows what else. And when I looked around, I saw I was in a different street then before I was lost in my thoughts. And I was bound to walk into something. Mind mapping was the only power I had that could do that, but I wasn't even using it. But suddenly, I remembered a power I haven't used in years.

Force felid. That was the only other power that would prevent any sort of "harm" towards me. Even if it's just walking into a door. But I don't know how my force felid went up and I don't think that was the first time it's been up. Come to think of it, there's been numerous times, things like this happen, it's just its taken this long to figure out, but I don't know why.

Blane. The first time it went up, it was to protect Blane and I. But I didn't need any protecting all those times it happened and the first one was only from wariness because I wasn't used to how things worked. So if I wasn't the one in danger that only left Blane. I then started to get worried, what if he's hurt and there's nothing I could do.

Besides all the negative feelings that were swirling around in my head, there was one positive. Hope. If my force felid went up because of Blane, that meant we were still somehow connected. Maybe not through the bond but something else.

When my thoughts cleared, and I came back to my surroundings, I noticed I was walking the direction of a wall of some building. I couldn't help but sigh in relief. My force felid was down, meaning Blane was currently out of danger.