Isnau POV
I walked in and looked at my maids, the ones who I had recently bought, and spoke.
"I need a chair. Find one now."
I moved out of the maidens' quarters and went to my office and looked at one spot and smiled. My eyes were dark from what the widow showed, but they always were. It began to snow, and I muttered, "Ishmau, it's damned unpredictable weather."
I walked past the spot I was staring at, and I began to weep—for what, I did not know. Or I did, and I just refused to remember why. But as I cried with a face as stone, another I could not see was weeping even harder. The snow fell harder and harder each second.
But for two twins, life had changed drastically.
Elise was walking through the snow when her brother Jaie spoke up. "Hey, sis, do you think mom will be happy with the medicine?" He smiled, but it seemed gully through Elise did not come to notice his smile as she spoke back.
"I think she will, little brother."
She smiled, fronted. She continued to walk, but she was in her own head, wondering why she had to live like this, why she had to be the caretaker, and how unfair it was to her and Jaie. But she stayed strong for her mother and brother.
As Jaie and Elise kept walking, Jaie would play in the snow. As the weather was unpredictable, they were still in summer clothes, but Jaie and Elise never really got cold. They thought it to be a perk of werewolf blood running through them.
They both heard a sharp scream of pain of a woman, and they began to run as the noise was coming from their home. As they got closer, a male figure yelled inside of their home. The words he yelled made them stop in their tracks.
"MARLY! Where is the damn boy?!"
In reply, a woman's voice came quickly, but it was far too weak to hear from outside. So the children came closer and looked through a hole in the wall. It was quite small, but they could see the man's back and their mother in her bed. Her voice distant, but now that they were closer, they could hear it, even if only a little.
The woman spoke, "What boy?"
The man backhanded the woman, and this made Jaie stand. He was about to scream, but Elise kicked the back of his knee and covered his mouth. She told him to shut it.
The man continued to yell at the woman. "The damn boy stole from me! He stole my goddamn medicine without paying for it!"
The woman spoke in defense of her son, but her daughter was in shock as she heard this. She looked down at her brother, who had begun to weep. Thoughts ran past her mind—the thoughts of her brother telling her the man was nice and gave him the medicine for free. It was a lie, and Jaie, her baby brother, had taken it. Tears began to form in her eyes.
The man grabbed their mother by her neck, and the woman bit him. She was weak, so the bite was nothing more than a scratch. The man began to beat her head repeatedly.
Elise tore her brother's head away from the scene, but she herself could not stop looking. The woman—in a way that only fate could allow—saw her child and mouthed, run.
So the sister pushed her brother off of her and grabbed his arm, and they began to run. But they made the mistake of running as soon as they got up, so the man heard them. He ran out of the front door and began chasing them, yelling, "Get back over here, you damn thieves!"
The boy began to breathe hard, and he fell. The sister tried to pull the boy up, but the man caught up to them and kicked the poor girl in her face, making her fly a little away. He began to scream at the boy and grabbed him by the collar.
The boy, Jaie, was paralyzed in fear. He could barely see.
The sister had her own thoughts run through her mind constantly. Someone please help us, she screamed it to the tops of her lungs.
A slow walk was heard behind her. She looked behind and saw a man dressed in a dark coat. In fact, he was wearing all black. His sharp eyes were on the man, and the man stood with such speed and spoke.
"Mr. Isnau, sir, I am so sorry you had to witness this, but they took medicine from my shop, sir. You see—"
Isnau spoke. "You spoke my name? Who gave you permission to speak my name or speak in my presence?"
Isnau's eyes gleamed with red light, making his image even more imposing. He looked at the man and spoke one cold word that was strangely fitting as the snow fell.
"Burn."
The man's whole body burst into hot red flames, and nothing but his smoking bones lay as if they were burning coal. They had the smell of them as well.
Isnau watched the snow fall and turn to liquid as it fell around the area where the man once was. It was all nothing but pure darkness on the floor. The rest of the area was pure white.
The children looked on with fear, joy, and a sense of wonder. The boy, Jaie, was feeling happy. He smiled as he saw what was left of the man that beat his mother. He felt no guilt.
But Elise felt joy, and she hated the fact she actually enjoyed his death. She did not just enjoy it, though—she felt pity, because for the man to be as mean as he was, what happened in his life? She truly believed everyone was little more than their involvement.
Isnau spoke up. "Children, why was this man chasing you?"
This seemed to take the kids out of their stupor, and Elise spoke up with frustration. "My brother stole medicine from his shop, and that led to him killing our ill mother."
At this, Jaie's face fell immediately.
Isnau looked at the boy. "Why did you do it?"
Jaie said, shameful, "I felt weak. I felt like I couldn't help mother. Sis wasn't making enough from helping people to tend to their flowers, so I did what made sense at the time."
Elise spoke in anger and haste. "You didn't have to steal from—"
Isnau spoke up. "Shut it. Both of you. Do you want power? If some be willing to risk for it. If not, well, I don't give a damn about your issues if you aren't willing to make a change."
He turned and walked away. As he walked, he spoke behind his back. "If you want to make a change, follow me."
Jaie, without hesitation, followed. In fact, he ran. His sister called after him, but he didn't listen. She sighed and stood up. She ran after them.
Isnau's face was cold, unkind. He planned to use them, of course—but the children, or maybe just Jaie, did not know.
…like y'all didn't know I was ending it here lol.
See ya in the next chapter. Peace, be safe, don't you talk to weird people IRL and online, and remember your life is important and you do have people who love you. But I pray y'all have a blessed rest of your life. Even if you drop this, I hope the best for you. Peace, and have the best dinner, lunch, or breakfast of your life ✌️