Mayari The Mythical Tribrid

d. She witnessed enough of their brutality to even continue living in this lifetime. They taught her the avenues of life the hardest way possible. She had enough.

The way they crucified her and family, and chased them until they crawled to the ground. They imposed themselves as someone who had the right to decide whether or not somebody lives. There was no point in struggling. Because this place was no different than hell.

Mayari let out a chuckle,the skin of her lips cracking as it stretched. She looked up in the night sky and closed her eyes. This was the moment she had been waiting for. But even then, she could not help but entertain regrets.

Why did I fear my power? Mayari pondered as she allowed the gentle blows of the wind to kiss the bruises and cuts on her face. She breathed in. Looking back, she had so much potential. Had she ask her mother to teach her how to use her power to its extent, she would have had the ability to save her parents.

She would have had the power to avoid their fate. She would have the ability to save them, and none of this would have never happened.

But she was weak.

She didn have the resolve to learn. She didn have the courage to be what she could be, rather than what she should be.

”Enough, Malay. ” The Alpha of the Mandaya spoke with authority. ”Begin the execution! ”

The Beta firmly held Mayaris arms, pulling her body to the guillotine. The betas fingers gripping tightly at Mayaris arm, that it was cutting the flow of her blood. However, Mayari remained numb to physical pain. Detached from the world, even when they had made her kneel by forcely propelling the back of her knees to bend, Mayari didn move a muscle on her face. As if she had truly accepted the judgement they bestowed upon her.

In the fullness of time, the Betas placed Mayaris neck right under the blade, winning the hearts of the Mandaya pack by gratifying their greed for sin.

”Execute her! ”

”We shall burn the witch after we cut her head! ”

”Let us offer her body to the Goddess, Marikit!

Each of the wolves watching on the ground shrieked. Their well-expressed clamor echoing in every corner of the Central area. They celebrated in the morbid scene, satisfied by seeing Mayari get on her final destination. At long last, the Tribrid who could bring their pack to ruin was about to get killed!

What blasphemy. A grin carved in Mayaris lips, before she disgraced the wolves plea with an incantation.

”Hecate, Queen of Witches. I summon you… ”

The mythical Marikit was no longer her Goddess.

She felt it one time when she got interested in witchcraft. A few years back, when she finally understood what she truly was, Mayari had began to wonder how it was to be a witch. Driven by her curiosity, she hoped to connect with the power that resided within her.

She wanted to accept it.

”Hecate, Queen of Witches. Hear me, a witch of your own. Hecate, Queen of Witches, Hear me, a witch of your own. ”

And thus, she indulged herself. She sneaked out to get her hands on her mothers spell book, as the first step. She flipped through the pages, and searched for a spell she could read. Everything was written in a language she didn understand. Except that one spell on the back.

”I summon you, Hecate, Queen of Witches. Attend to my plea, show before me. I summon you, Hecate,Queen of Witches. Attend to my plea, show before me. ”

The only ever incantation Mayari was able to learn was the bargain with Hecate. A spell to summon the source of black magic, and plea for a contract. A spell that required an extreme cost. A spell that made her withdraw.

Hecate showed herself, and attended to her plea. She accepted to grant her wish, in-exchange for her parents lives. But she feared it. She feared Hecate. Her hideous appearance. Her wicked tone. That one time scared Mayari to death, rendering her to end what had not even began.

It was how Mayari learned why her mother and father did not want the others to know about their nature. Because Hecate was real. Because they had the power beyond anyones understanding. Because they were dangerous. And like the other races, they had the same sense of judgement.

They all feared what they didn understand, and detest what they didn know.

Mayari shut her eyes tight, ignoring the presence of the wolves around her. She whispered her bargain, offering Hecate the most pleasing wage she could ever give. She called for her, once again.

Slowly, Mayari heard the buzzing sound of the wind. Whispering, and softly touching her. She opened her eyes, recognizing the indication. Before she heard the metal from above clink.