Hunger – Icyand Otheremotions

She seemed ready to attack the two. “Enough, Trinity.” Markus stopped her. “Though arrogant and ignorant, War…God Hendrik and his Vallies are too strong. He still has all seven, after all.” His gaze flickered to Ebonie still amongst the blood soaked ground. She stiffened, but she did not cower despite the alarm bells going off inside of her. Hendrik shifted, his body now blocking her from view.

“Are you choosing death, my father’s brother?” “No, lad, I chose to war another day for the sake of my remaining Vallies.” He sheathed his sword loudly. “Gifts from the True God must be treasured, after all.” He spoke calmly. “This battle is over.” Ebonie eyes widened. She couldn’t believe that was how these things ended. After hours of violence, mayhem, and death, the battles ended with an act of…mercy? A truce? It surprised her so deeply, voicing her confusion and bewilderment was at the tip of her lips.

Before she could speak or even utter a sound, an instinctive tug at her subconscious told her to turn. She gasped at the sight of a blood red viper inches from her face. Its fangs stopped just mere inches from digging into her by Var’s massive teeth clamped around its lower half. He flung it away from her and into the air, where its body was cleanly split in half by Hendrik’s sword from head to tail.

Hendrik’s rage washed over the area like a wave, more potent and raw than his opponents had been. “Such a dirty trick! To end the battle formally only to attack anyway!” Markus kept his gaze on Hendrik’s but he put his still seething white winged Vallie in view from the corner of his eye. “I did not tell her to do that, Hendrik. You know me better than to believe I would try to win battles in such underhanded ways. I called the battle over, so it is.”

Ebonie had been desperate; that was the whole reason she tried online dating in the first place. She was twenty-five years old, a virgin, sinfully single, and painfully shy. She had not one friend in the world, not since her mom died anyway. She was alone and desperate for any kind of connection with anyone other than her dog (named Kiba because she watched too much anime).

So she tried online dating—it was easier to talk to people (men) online anyway. She was much more confident and witty behind a screen, and she wasn’t forced to think of responses right on the spot. So she created a profile and dreadfully added a picture, picking the one she hoped didn’t make her look too dark. If that was possible, people were always telling her she was too dark.

And she waited. She didn’t reach out to anyone first, much too frightened of rejection. So she went about her days after creating her profile with her (embellished) bio, as usual. She was an assistant to a kindergarten teacher, and she loved her job because she loved children. The teacher she worked under was kind to her and the closest thing she had to a friend.

She still didn’t tell her (sort of) friend about her attempts to get into the dating scene or even when she finally snagged an interested candidate whose first words to her weren’t an inquiry into if she liked ‘white dick’ or ‘can you make that ass jiggle’. No, she told no one (mostly because she had no one to tell) when a man named Hendrik—no last name, just Hendrik—reached out to her. Hendrik was charming (through text) and handsome (in his picture)—like otherworldly handsome—with midnight hair and just as dark eyes.

He had told her he got his coloring from his Turkish mother, and he had talked very highly and fondly of her. Ebonie had seen that as a good thing; after all, her mother had been an especially close person to her as well. When she had asked ‘what his father was,’ she had wanted to beat herself up for just writing something and hitting send without reading it. That had been the whole point of this online thing to begin with!

How could she ask that? What type of question was that?

This is a short excerpt from the opening of “” by Unknown, quoted for review and introduction purposes. All rights belong to the copyright holders.

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