The Beast And The Blessed

The Beast And The Blessed Chapter 106

The Warrior and The Witch – One: Joselin

Joselin’s P.O.V. 11 years old

Everything hurt.

The throbbing in my head forced a whimper from my lips, and the cold night air made me shiver as it grazed over my body.

I had never fallen asleep with my window open before. My parents would have killed me if they knew I had managed to pry the nails free of the wood for fresh air. I had always been vigilant in ensuring I only left it open for a few minutes at a time so they would never catch me. Yet, the smell of fresh pine on the breeze told me I had failed tonight.

My body fought against me, wanting to return to my deep slumber where there was no cold or pain. Only my blanket was gone, and my mattress was hard and freezing. My eyes shot open with panic as I felt someone pulling on my leg.

My vision was blurry, and my head spun as I grimaced from the blinding agony that crippled me when I tried to move. The pain only worsened when I attempted to look down, unable to see who was touching me. Very few ever did.

Their rough hands gripped my calf tightly, and I kicked in an attempt to free myself from their hold. Their hands were too large to be my mother’s, and my father hadn’t ever touched me. I was their cursed child.

He called me the devil.

I was their curse to carry and their secret to bury.

’Stop moving!” A voice snapped, and my head shot back painfully against the solid surface beneath me, hitting an already sensitive spot that I hadn’t remembered injuring.

I had an idea of what was happening. My parents used to call in men dressed in black who told me they were there to purge me of the demon in my body. They would tie me to my bed frame, chant and yell while splashing me with water.

But this was different.

The cold metal dug into my skin as the woman clasped the object around my ankle, pulling my leg until it was straight. I blinked several times as the world around me started to become clear. The dark night sky was illuminated by the bright glow of the moon above us, and I froze in a moment of panic when I realized I was outside and not in my bed as I had assumed.

I wasn’t allowed outside.

I remembered my mother walking in to tell me it was lights out like she always did, and then there was nothing. No memory of getting ready for bed or lying down under my blanket.

Had I been sleepwalking? Was this to be my punishment for disobeying the rules?

worry, sweetie. We’re here to make you better.” A softer voice said, and I flinched when the old, wrinkled hand moved over my face to tuck

as she could, exposing the pure white underneath. It was the reason my parents had been seeking help. The lack of color in my

wasn’t allowed to use them. It was one of the rules. One of the many rules. My parents said it was the most

that I was not allowed to leave the house or be seen by anyone. The only people who knew about me were the people who came to fight the

as she stood, silently crying, next to my father as she watched another woman grab my head and force

limbs pulled and jerked against their restraints as I frantically tried to get to my parents

understand why I was

rules!” I screamed as the stranger dug

loudly in a language I didn’t understand. My scream echoed into the night for hours, drowning out the women performing their ritual. Until it stopped, and I

hands on my body. I could feel them burrowing and

went numb, blocking out the searing pain that covered almost every inch of my flesh. The only thing I could feel were the string-like tethers stemming from the

out of you.” The

it out of me. My parents may have seen my gift as evil, but I loved

had never come close.

scared me. They hurt me.

their way into my mind and soul. My eyes stayed shut tight as I tried to resist, but it felt like they were a part of me now. No matter how hard I tried to push them away,

I let

close again. The bright and strong feeling of magic washed

forcing me to look at her. My eyes opened, and I gasped as I could see the darkness of her greedy soul in the depths of her eyes. “You ungrateful bitch!

but I tightened my

get to the hypnotizing, swirling light filled with magic. There wasn’t a doubt in my mind that if I could get to that ball

I pulled them to me faster as I tried to follow them to the source. I could hear the women screaming, their hands dropping from my

deserve this punishment.

seen before. Then, it faded to black. I didn’t move for several minutes, enjoying the warmth traveling

The metal chains suddenly

mother and father were still standing there staring in horror. I had expected my mother to run to me, happy that I was okay. But she just stood there with

possible,” My father whispered, but I ignored him as I stepped

quickly drew his gun from his waistband. The barrel was

glanced down to see my pale body covered in blood. “I was good. Why did you let them hurt

was followed by me taking another step closer and my parents taking