Prophecy Of Doom

The next morning Amara’s room waking up

Amara: “What the fuck? (flowers everywhere)”

In Amara’s head: Am I still sleeping? What’s this?

The Note: “I didn’t know which one is your favorite flower so I bought them all. I’m not good with words Amara but I still try. I didn’t mean to yell at you that day and nothing I said that day was true, I swear. I wanted you to leave this place because I thought that’s the only way to keep you safe.”

In Amara’s head: Safe from who? These are all so beautiful but my favorite one is still missing. (a few days later on the roof). It’s been five days since our last conversation. He kept sending me flowers and when he said he’s bad with words he said exactly what I wanted to hear but I didn’t write him any reply and he respected that. We hadn’t talked since that day, I needed time because I needed to figure out what I wanted and the last two years I never thought about dating, for me it was a waste of time. When you know what the person in front of you is thinking about and what’s coming out of their mouth are totally different things, you wouldn’t dare trust anyone. I simply had lost faith and love and everything when I was seventeen and after the accident I felt disgusted with men because I could read their thoughts. They weren’t my type I guess, they only wanted to sleep with me. In spite of the fact that their thoughts are enough to make me throw up, what disgusted me most was their pretense of being good. Even when they are truly monsters hiding beneath charming faces. They don’t have the balls to show their true selves and I was always a good person who was looking for some strong connection. A love that could last forever, a connection that’s not only physical but emotional, mental, and spiritual and the world we’re living in right now, it’s almost impossible to find this kind of love and my expectations were high because of Damon too. I, unfortunately, did it get a chance to meet his beloved wife but whatever I heard about their love story I knew if I ever want love then I want it to be like theirs, true and magical. Yeah, I didn’t think about meeting someone who could actually catch my attention. Who doesn’t give that kind of vibe that every other man gives off. Who could make me think about the things I haven’t thought about in the last two years and now I’ve met one. Diavolo. Though I can’t read his mind, his eyes reflect his true sentiments. However, I’m unsure if I should risk trusting a man again or go back to New York and forget everything that has happened here. Forgetting everything is easier for me but taking a risk and letting this feeling grow is more complex and difficult because you never know what the future brings but since the kiss, this feeling has grown. It would be a lie if I said I didn’t feel anything for him. His beautiful emerald eyes have said a million things these past few days and his desire for me clearly reflects in those eyes and it’s not the first time I saw it in his eyes. it was always there since the day we met but I chose not to see it. I never knew I’d like to be desired by a man ever and I didn’t know if it would be something more than lust but I’ve seen it. What he feels for me is way more than lust and it scares me. Because the soft hearted little girl who I used to be dead years ago, she wanted to be loved and she used to cry when someone hurt her but I’m nothing like her. I don’t get hurt and if I give this power to someone, the power to hurt me and he chooses to hurt me, then I won’t cry, I would destroy him and everything. What’s more dangerous is that I’m capable of doing so. No matter what horrible things I’ve done these past few years, I have some sanity and patience left and I don’t want to lose it, that won’t be good.

In Ryan’s head: I see her everyday but I didn’t talk to her. At least she’s not avoiding me like before. Her presence is enough for me, for now. I’m obsessed with her and this obsession is growing. My dad used to tell me about the mate bond and what he felt for my mother. Alpha’s feel it on another level then another wolf. The stronger the alpha is the deeper the connections and feelings will be and now I get it, I feel it. I’ve been dreaming about her. I wanna taste those lips. It’s more intoxicating than any whiskey mix with wolfsbane. My obsession with her is unrelenting, I can’t get enough of her. She can take whatever time she needs. I’d wait for her answer. (Amara’s room that night)

Amara: “Karl?”

Karl: “How can I help you, Amara?”

Amara: “I can’t believe I’m asking you this but what would you do if you were in my shoes? Would you give Diavolo a chance and take the risk of either being happy or losing the last bit of sanity in the process? Or would you just go back to New York?”

Karl: “The thing I know about love is based on novels and movies that are available on the internet. They say love is worth taking the risk but I know how different you are from other humans. I know about your trauma and your defense mechanisms and I know how dangerous you can get to protect yourself. At the same time Diavolo seems sincere, he didn’t lie to you when he was confessing his feelings. He’s going out of his way to show you he’s serious about you and if you want him then you have to do the same. I can’t see the future so I can’t tell you if he’ll be faithful to you till his last breath. If what they say about love is true then it’s worth taking the risk. (the next morning)”

Damon: “Little one.”

Amara: “Come in, Drako.”

Damon: “I’ve been meaning to ask. Why did you decide to stay? You wanted to leave this place earlier then you suddenly changed her mind. What did I miss here?”

In Amara’s head: I can’t lie so I better avoid this question for now but I have no idea how I’m going to explain this later on also.

Amara: “I’ll tell you but I need time to figure it out. Can I ask you something? I kinda need your opinion because you have more life experience than I do.”

Damon: “I might be older than you little one, but intellect exceeds mine. Ask away.”

Amara: “You know everything about me. My past experiences, my flaws and the horrible things I’ve done these past few years and what I’m capable of. My beliefs, expectations, literally everything because I never hide anything from you.”

Damon: “Yes, little one. I know everything about you and the flaws and horrible things you’re talking about. I don’t see it that way but go on.”

Amara: “And you know that I haven’t seen interest in any man in the last two years.”

Damon: “Yeah, when I think about it as a brother, it makes me happy but there’s another part that wants you to be happy with someone, to experience things other than trauma and betrayal. Are you implying that you…you’re interested in girls? Because if you are then they’ll be more efficient to choose from.”

Amara: “I am, but back to my question, should I try to change that? I mean should I?”

Damon: “Try to be happy? To live like normal girls and do things normal girls would do? Is that what you’re asking?”

Amara: “Kind of.”

Damon: “I know you don’t care about happiness. Only peace in your definition of peace is also different and no doubt you can stay single your whole life without any regret and like I said there’s a part of me that wants you to experience other things other than chaos, and betrayal. So my answer is you should try new things. I don’t even need to give you a lecture about what things you shouldn’t do because you already know. You would never let anyone hurt you ever so I don’t see why you should stop yourself from doing new things.”

Amara: “I think you’re right.”

In Amara’s head: I know what I should do. I made my decision.

Amara: “Thanks brother. (Amara’s room the next day Ryan’s reading Amara’s note)”

The Note: “I’ve made up my mind, Diavolo. Meet me at 7:00 p.m. on your rooftop bar.”

In Ryan’s head: Finally. Don’t get so happy, Azrael. You don’t know yet if she would give us a chance or not. I’ll be waiting for you, alma mia. (later Ryan’s office)

Damon: “Have you tested all the guns?”

Ryan: “Yeah, no wonder why everyone in the gangster world wants to purchase weapons from you only.”

Damon: “I don’t sell all of them, I don’t want my weapons to be used to kill the innocent.”

Ryan: “I know.”

Damon: “I was thinking about buying a house here somewhere.”

Ryan: “Why?”

Damon: “Amara changed her mind and wants to stay here for God knows how long.”

Ryan: “You can stay here as long as you want and my people like your sister. They’re not gonna let her stay anywhere else.”

In Ryan’s head: I won’t let her go.

Damon: “You know, I assumed she just hates people’s company since she’s never gotten along with anyone but now she showed interest in living with wolves, it’s very surprising. But anyway, I’m happy she’s not spending months locked in her room alone. She’s changing a little bit and I’m happy about it.”

Ryan: “Why doesn’t she like to go out?”

Damon: “I won’t say that she doesn’t like to go out. I would say she goes out when she wants to and doesn’t like to be forced to leave her room.”

Ryan: “Was she always like this? I mean before the accident.”

Damon: “No, the things she has told me about her past, I can tell. She used to be outside most of the time as she had part-time jobs even on the weekends. Excuse me, I have to take this.”

In Ryan’s head: And I called her a spoiled brat, no wonder why she was so angry.

Ryan’s Wolf: “Yeah, you act like a dick sometimes.”

In Ryan’s head: You've become so damn talkative nowadays, what's changed?

Ryan’s Wolf: “I have to make sure you don’t upset my mate.”

In Ryan’s head: Our mate you mean.

Ryan’s Wolf: “We’ll see about that when she’ll be ready to forgive your ass.”

In Ryan’s head: Okay. (Rico’s room)

Amara: “What is it kiddo? Why are you refusing to go to school?”

Rico: “My classmates are mean, they called me weak and they say I’m not one of them.”

Amara: “Do you think you’re weak?”

Rico: “I used to think that but not anymore.”

Amara: “That’s it. It doesn’t matter what people think of you, their opinions about you. It doesn’t matter at all. What matters is what you think of yourself. You have to believe first then people will believe too and even if they don’t, it doesn’t matter, only your opinions matter, kiddo and if they say you’re not one of them tell them I don’t even wanna be like you. I’m me and I’m proud to be me. You should never be swayed by the opinions of other people. And darling, some of us were born to stand out, we don’t fit in with the crowd. Do you agree?”

Rico: “I’ll start going to school tomorrow.”

Amara: “That’s my boy. Are you hungry?”

Rico: “Yes, would you make me pancakes, angel?”

In Amara’s head: I shouldn’t have asked him that. (somewhere in Greece in a home)

Hudson: “I’m leaving to meet The Chamber.”

Jonas: “Try to stay alive.”

Hudson: “Of course. (an hour later at The Legion)”

Darien: “Slow down, what’s the rush?”

In Hudson’s head: Darien.

Darien: “I don’t think The Chamber is expecting visitors today.”

Hudson: “It’s an important matter. I need to see them today.”

Darien: “Whatever it is you can tell me.”

Hudson: “Uh…”

Darien: “Speak!”

Hudson: “The attack Morbius planned on Diavolo’s mansion. That night whatever happened, I’m the only eyewitness alive and I wanna tell The Chamber what I saw.”

Darien: “And what did you see?”

Hudson: “A girl. No one knew about our attack and there were humans in that gathering. Diavolo and his pack members could not have revealed their identities so we were more likely to succeed in our mission but it all changed because of that girl, she warned all of them and saved Ryan’s nephew. She was standing on her feet even after getting shot three times. She screamed in anger which felt like an explosion of an uncanny energy. She’s more powerful than most of us. She’s the reason we failed in our mission and Morbius Had to pay with his life.”

Darien: “A girl?”

Hudson: “Yes.”

Darien: “Is she beautiful?”

Hudson: “Um…what?”

Darien: “Is she beautiful enough to waste my precious time investigating this matter?”

Hudson: “She’s the most beautiful girl I’ve ever seen. Even in the dark, her unique blue eyes are purely visible from a distance. She had black shiny hair, she looked young if I’m not wrong she should be nineteen.”

Darien: “James, go to Italy and find the girl. You can leave now.”

Hudson: “What should I do now?”

Darien: “If you wanna lose your head then you can go ahead and tell The Chamber about the girl or you can forget everything and go somewhere to start your new life, alive. So which one is it?”

Hudson: “The second one.”

Darien: “Get out of my sight. (Amara’s room)”

In Amara’s head: I’m exhausted.

Amara: “What time is it, Karl?”

Karl: “It’s 5:30.”

In Amara’s head: Time for a nap. (hours later). When will these nightmares go away?

Amara: “What time is it now?”

Karl: “10:00 p.m.”

Amara: “What? Come on Karl, tell me the right time.”

Karl: “It’s the right time. You slept for 4 and 1/2 hours.”

Amara: “What? I was supposed to meet Diavolo at 7:00. Please tell me he’s not still waiting in the bar.”

Karl: “He’s been standing in the same place since 6:00 p.m. He’s still there.”

Amara: “Shit. Fuck, it’s raining as well? (on the roof). Diavolo!”

In Ryan’s head: When I heard my name I turned to face that direction. I knew she was here, the whole atmosphere got filled with her ambrosial scent. I know I look so stupid standing here in the rain but I just couldn’t leave this place. Seeing her, I didn’t expect her to make an entrance the way she did if she showed up. She was barefoot, running towards me. She ran into my arms, pulling me by my collars. She kissed me and God have mercy. I wasn’t expecting her to kiss me like this. The memory of that night when we shared our first kiss, I didn’t let fade for a second. I thought that would be the best night of my life but she always proves me wrong and leaves me speechless every time. The best thing in the world is to get kissed by the girl whose lips I’ve been craving since the moment I saw her. If I’m dreaming, I never wanna wake up. I don’t want this moment to end.

In Amara’s head: When I saw him standing in the rain, I can’t describe the words of what I felt. This man showed me through his actions how much he wants me. I can’t lie to myself anymore, I want him. That’s why I couldn’t stop myself from running into his arms and kissing him. I wanted to feel that feeling again. The feeling that I had when he kissed me that night. No one had ever made me feel anything like that before. I wanted to feel those intoxicating lips on mine again. When I kissed him that’s when I realized how much I’ve craved him in these past few days. The feelings I feel for him have become uncontrollably now. Either I’ll be happy at the end or I will be broken, depending on how this thing turns out. The control I used to have over myself is now gone. I know, I’m doomed now.

Ryan: “If this is how you’re gonna treat me after being late then you can always be late. I won’t mind waiting for you.”

Amara: “I’m done with these nightmares. Because of those damn nightmares, I’m late!”

Ryan: “What nightmare, alma mia?”

Amara: “Leave it, it’s not that important. I thought about the things you said the other day and my answer is yes. I’m ready to give you a chance and I wanna see where this goes but I wanna take things slow.”

Ryan: “You have no idea how happy I am and we’ll do it the way you want. No rush.”

Amara: “We are equal now. That night you kissed me without asking and tonight I did.”

Ryan: “You never have to ask anything. You can do anything to me, you’re allowed to.”