Mayari The Mythical Tribrid

”Bring the Tribrid! ”

The wolves howled in unison. Some who were in their human form chanted in accord. Both thrilled and eager at the execution of the Tribrid.

Gathered this evening at the Cove Town in front of the stage with the presence of the Alpha, his Luna, and their sons, were the wolves that belonged to the Mandaya pack to witness the beheading of the hateful Tribrid, Mayari. A woman who possessed three disparate bloodlines. A daughter of a half-witch, half-human, and a full-blooded wolf.

One born different with the rest of their kind.

”Kill the Tribid! ”

”Mayari is a witch! She is not one of us! ”

”Behead the shameful woman! ”

The two Beta followed the Alphas order, and yanked Mayaris arms to take her on the stage. With her arms and feet both handcuffed with wood, the Tribrid could only do nothing but resentfully watch how the Mandaya pack will heartlessly take her life–– the same way they did to her parents.

The horde of wolves yelled with exultation, enthused with the cruel impalement awaiting Mayari. They loathed the existence of the Tribid by heart, that they were willing to go as far as executing her publicly, to assure that the disgusting specie will not live and reproduce.

They were wolves. Not one associated with witches, nor any kind. They were created by the Goddess, Marikit, distinct from all creatures. Secluded from the beast men, vampires, and humans. It was the law, and the Mandaya pack intended to keep living that way.

”This is not the end… ” Mayari said with her voice barely a whisper. But though her tone failed to deliver the depths of her threat, her eyes pierced straight to the man on the stage. ”Even if you execute me in front of the Mandaya, I will come back. ”

With her throat deprived of water, and voice exhausted from all the loud screams and continuous pleading, Mayari could not speak with volume. She cannot reprimand the wolves from what peril she would gift them, as an exchange for the cruelty they have shown her, and her family.

The time of her death was fast approaching. Yet, before she passed away in the hands of the pack she thought she belonged, she wanted to leave an indication. She wanted to plant the seed of terror. That even after they cut her head and burn her body to ashes–– she will return, but not to relive the same fate, but to avenge herself, and her late parents.

The power they fear would come haunting them down to collect the debt. And the Mandaya pack will soon realize what grave sin they committed.

”Your life will end tonight, Mayari. ” The Alpha imprecated. Hostile and cold blooded. He looked down on Mayari with evident hunger to ruin her life— as if the execution was still not enough. ”Pray to the Goddess, Marikit that in your next life, you will be born as a full-blooded wolf. ”

Full-blooded wolf?

The wolves chant and howl resonated in Mayaris ear. She was only a few steps away now from where the guillotine was in. Yet even on her demise, the wolves cursed with ignorance and inability to accept change, together with their unbefitting Alpha, still wanted to trample on her right to choose what wish to pray for their Goddess, Marikit.

Mayaris eyes darkened.

The condemnation. The hatred. The cruelty. This was all because they feared their existence. Her mother, a half-witch, and a half-human loved her father, who was a wolf. It was a forbidden love in an age where their race were still not capable of understanding the concept of co-existing. Thus, her mother hid her identity after she married her father. They lived and blended in with the Mandaya, until their secret was exposed after a decade and eight.

Her mother and father were caught, but she managed to escape with the help of her mothers black magic. Only it wasn enough to hid her long enough until she could leave the Kingdom. Hence, she was captured. On her worse luck, it had to be on the same day her mother and father were publicly executed.

”This tribe is damned, Alon… ” Mayari fearlessly mentioned the Alphas name in his presence. Her deep blue eyes mirroring the depths of her abyss. ”You may celebrate after my passing, but I will not disappear. ”

”Such threatening remark won be enough to save yourself, young witch. ” The Alphas Luna, Malay, spoke with emphasis. ”In fact, even the Goddess, Marikit, will forsake you. So, stop struggling to live and accept your fate, Mayari. ”

Turning her head over her audience, Mayaris eyes meandered. Struggling to live? What good would it bring her if she were to struggle over her finished life? Her parents were dead. They tortured her enough in the cell to eliminate any shed of hope she ha