Who's Aubrey...

Origins   More than meets the eye...

By the time we reach the apartment my head feels forcibly weighed down as if it is being buried alive under the eruption of unravelling thoughts. I feel lost for words; speechless, unable to break free from my racing train of thought despite the burst of conversation flowing around me while we all settle into the warm living room after a long, chaotic day.I’m unsure of how to feel while the uncomfortable heavy beating of my heart continues to thump rapidly under my ribs making my stomach churn as I process the details of today’s unnerving events. Was it really him? Is my mind playing tricks on me?“Well, that went well,” Dakota jokes, taking off her coat. “Maybe we shouldn’t go out anymore?” she teases.“It could have been worse…” Mato snorts as he crashes onto the sofa with his sister trailing behind, “-it went better than

Origins   I think there's someone watching me...

All of my senses remain partially heightened; my body trembles violently while the adrenaline slowly begins to wither, subsiding deep within my veins as I try to collect myself. As my rage slowly disappears I take some satisfaction in watching Aubrey being dragged away unwillingly by Isaac and Mato despite her furious protests. An annoyed Vincent follows behind them swiftly, his head lowered with shame trying to avoid the eyes of curious workers gathering in the corridor who are wondering what all the commotion was about. He curses through clenched teeth at his daughter, scorning her for interrupting his meeting and ruining any salvation of a new deal. His composure completely lost, visibly agitated and seething with embarrassment as they’re escorted out like criminals being taken away.Aubrey remains stubborn, refusing to walk as she allows her feet to drag behind her in a comical fashion. Her high-pitched voice echoes in the buildin

Origins   Did she seriously just say that...

“Will you calm yourself down, young lady! You look ridiculous!” Vincent growls exasperated at his flailing daughter. His foot start’s to tap impatiently on the pavement as he leans on his cane witnessing her lash out despite his angered plea.Aubrey continues to cause a scene, not at all concerned with his warning remaining caught up in the moment. Desperate kicks and punches are thrown at the amused boys as they easily escape her clumsy attempts of causing harm, laughing mockingly at the feeble attack, blocking her from getting too close to either Elijah or myself. “-I didn’t bring you along with me for you to go and make a fool out of me!” Vincent sneers at his daughter, authority riddled in his tone causing her to stop dead in her tracks. A defeated pout paints her face, reluctantly obeying her father’s stern orders and gradually coming to

Origins   Night Inc...

Continuing to crouch out of sight like a child playing a game of hide and seek, I find my body unable to move while my curiosity continues to grow intensely. The building intrigue holds me frozen to my spot like a statue, rooted to the ground while remaining out of sight as I listen to the unravelling conversation which wasn’t intended for my ears.“Have any of the members from the Opal Pack tried reaching out to you, yet?” Dakota asks, her voice tainted with worry. “Honestly, I don’t know. My phone has been switched off all night. I didn’t want anyone bothering me when I was at the hospital with Willow…” I hear Elijah trail off distracted.After a few seconds of painful silence, a playful melody kicks in from downstairs followed by an avalanche of frantic beeping and buzzing. The eruption of chaotic noise circu

Origins   Hidden in plain sight...

The untamed mob continues to linger like a toxic cloud enclosing around us while they eerily whisper amongst themselves, all curious to see what happens next. Most remain unfazed despite Mordecai’s hasty exit into the shadows after his public and justifiable banishment from Luna City. The result of his actions, the outcome of his very own monstrous crimes against his own kind, his sentence.Their restless voices ricochet around me; buzzing mercilessly like a swarm of angry wasps, relentlessly murmuring with discontent and inquisitiveness. A distinct divide between the disgruntled crowd, half disappointed by the interrupted fight and the other side intrigued with Elijah’s unexpected announcement of finding his mate.I feel my body tense up. Noticeably aggravated by the motionless audience refusing to leave, still holding out in hope of getting their money’s worth, patiently waiting for the show to c

Origins   Rescuing the reaper...

I feel a lump gathering at the back of my throat, choking me of my words while I gawk at them both dumbfounded. Staring in disbelief as I try to process the unexpected news being thrown at me. I feel my hands begin to tremble with nervousness and excitement, a concoction of mixed emotions blossoming inside as Isaacs's words “Ash the reaper” repeat hauntingly in my head as their meaning remains unclear. Surely, this is some type of mistake. Ash the reaper? Pfft, Ash has always been a gentle giant! He wouldn’t hurt anyone… Maybe a squirrel or a hare for necessity a few months back but he wouldn’t purposefully hurt another person. Would he?My vision begins to blur and I fee

Origins   Time to pack up...

Origins   Introduction - The Great War

Origins   Trying to move on...

The day begins to slip away into the swallowing darkness of the evening as the suns glow surrenders to its mercy; disappearing beyond the great cities skyline glittered in flicke

Origins   Uncovering the truth...

The forming tears begin to gather in my burning eyes, blurring my vision while his words linger in the air like a choking poison as he waits for my response patiently in the uncomfortable silence. A growing tension separating us from one another like an unseen barrier as he star