14 Recalling Dark Memories Of The Pas (2/2)
Hongyue was knocked out unconscious, and when she awoke, she found herself tied up to a wall with spiked nets piercing deep into her skin. She peered up to see that same little girl, her supposed true 'friend' jabbing a dagger into her leg and carving out her flesh.
”Why?” She remembered asking.
”Why?”
”Why?” The little girl sneered at her mockingly. ”Of course it's because you're a siren. You don't think I fed you for so long just because I was kind-hearted, did you? Who would want to save an ill-fated freak like you?”
The little girl bit down into the bloody flesh that she just cut for herself. The meat was still warm, so the blood flowed out, dyeing the clothing on the young girl blood red. Hongyue felt her heart shaking as her body turned cold.
The little girl gazed up at Hongyue, her mouth was covered in blood. She chewed and swallowed the flesh.
”You know, my mom is dying soon, and my father has just left us. My father is a selfish merchant, so there's no way he'll be willing to help us. All he thinks about is his profit. My mom at this point would be a lost cause, and there is no reason for my father to save me.” The girl paused.
”Of course,” The little girl turned around and stared at the siren, ”Of course, if I were to have some sort of powerful magic. If I were to became a genius then wouldn't my father save me?!”
Hongyue couldn't really remember much later. She could merely recall the two open eyes of a crazed maniac who repetitively carved into her flesh and devouring it in hopes of gaining mystical power. The immoral night with no stars in sight. The cave that stank of her blood and the greed that rolled off the very person she trusted.
Things you hear are not always the truth, especially rumors especially concerning mystical creatures like sirens. Myths like this probably germinated from humans, just like that little girl. In the end, the little girl was left frustrated. She plucked up the dagger and hacked into Hongyue's body over and over until her anger succumbed. She spat at Hongyue's unconscious body before shifting to clean her blade.
Hongyue who was seemingly lifeless suddenly snapped her eyes open. Her power awakened, surged through her body and forced the ropes to crumble. She shifted her hand to the back of the unaware little girl. No, what little girl, Hongyue fought back her tears, that creature in front of her was a monster. What that girl wanted wasn't wrong but what she did to Hongyue was. Hongyue hadn't fought back because she was hoping it was a cruel joke, seizing on to the hope she had a friend and that friend was pretending to be evil. Now, she didn't need to hold back, she understood what her parents meant. With a wave of her hand, the blood that was on the ground obeyed her wishes and surged upwards slicing off the head of her 'friend.'
Ah, she remembered laughing painfully that night, bathing in the full moon's gentle light as her wounds healed. Yes, she indeed was a monster but so what? The one who hated her and scorned her was the same one wanted her help. Hongyue's eyes turned cold.
Selfish.
Shameless.
Hypocrites!