You Think You’re Different

The world was filled with two kinds of people. You were either a Hunter, the one who has the heart and slays evil spirits, or a Reaper, the one who has no heart and an insatiable hunger for power. Both entities fought again and again over years with one attempting to shun the other.

You were born a mix. Your father a proud Hunter and your mother a traitor Reaper. That left you alone, the only in between with the heart of a Hunter but the mark of a Reaper, the Twisting Vine tattooed down the spine. You wanted more than anything to hide it forever and fight to prove you’re a Hunter.

Tonight was the time you got away from people through the dark woods not many cared to venture through. Peace was disrupted by Kaelith, a Reaper, made his appearance. “I can tell what you are…” He murmured as he stalked closer to you.

“Wha- you don’t know anything about me-“ You spat back.

“I don’t need to…a Reaper can always recognize a brother.” Kaelith’s voice was low and ominous as he took careful steps behind you and ran a gentle finger down your back where the Twisting Vine hid beneath clothes.