New Moon 1

by Kimaya Mathew

  New Moon

  Death’s Love

  Kimaya Mathew

  Copyright Kimaya Mathew 2014

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  Other Works By the Author:

  Love Through Cobra’s Eye 1-7

  Love is Blind

  Princess And The Sheikh 1-3

  In Leopard’s Love 1-2

  Love Through Golden Eye’s 1-4

  New Moon (Death’s Love 1)

  From Kimaya:

  Hello readers,

  Thank you so much for your all time support and reviews. Kindly rate and review the work after you are done reading it. Negative or positive, every of it is welcome. You are my strength friends. I Promise to bring lot’s more of these romances in your life in coming future. My e-mail address is there on Smashwords page as many of you have complained me of not writing about one on the site

  Suddenly, I am going to be

  The only one, you ever see

  Oh my love...,

  Tris

  “Name, Tris. Age, Twenty. Blood group, o positive. Specie, human...hmm, so, no special qualities, ha?” these were the exact words of Mr. Alan, as and when he had went through my entire portion of portfolio. “You are the first human who has ever stepped inside the academy. Joining us in the mid –term. I hope, you are aware of that?” “Um,” I had said and started to look around the weird office which was furnished with the mahogany and teak wood chairs and table. My luggage next to my legs, now and then, would catch my stare and I have to remind myself, time and again, to keep on looking towards the chair, where the Dean of the academy was seated. The kind of glares, he was passing to me, were making me slightly uneasy and all I managed was a slight smile near my mouth. The man is bald and the round glasses, seated on the crown of his nose, made him look so wise then his real image. “What do you mean by that?” he asked and gave me that inquisitive glare again, “nothing, sir.” I said, “What do you mean by the thing, that I am the only human who is entering the academy for the first time?” “Don’t you know?” he asked with a sudden force on his last words, “Shakti institute for special children is not for the mere mortals. We have some special sort of kids in here,” “Special children?” I raised my brows and re-adjusted my glasses on my nose, “Yes, our kids are gifted, Tris. We are the academy of special talents,” Silly as it may sound, I felt like laughing on his words but controlling the urge, I smiled and said, “I don’t know about the school much, sir. What I know is, that, I am most fortunate to meet you,” Waving his hand carelessly, he said, “Look Tris, I am not here to listen to your thank you. All I want to tell you is, that, no one in my academy, disobeys the voice of Kali, our power deity. I am her worshipper and she is the one who tells me the candidate for the next admission.” “Did she mentioned me , then?” I asked, and saw him smiling in answer, “No,” he said, “You are the voice of my intuition.”

  At that time, I had not paid even slightest bit of attention, but, at the turning and opening of the door behind me, I had turned and felt my entire being going shivery at the sight of that girl! She is so....gorgeous. My heart said and brain nodded in agreement. Long straight locks till waist, glittery silver eyes, ballerina gait and a figure to die for. “Kay,” he said, “Meet Tris, your new roommate. Show her around the campus. Make her feel comfortable in the entire setting,” without uttering another word, smiling and indicating with her fingers to my side, she said, “Come with me, Tris,” “thank you,” I said to the man and have started walking towards the door, when he halted me, “Tris,” “Yes sir,” I turned, “Somehow, I don’t know why, you recall me of my son. Are you sure, you know nothing about your parents?” “Sir,” I felt the side of my mouth lowering down and the barricade of cold emotion engulfed me again, “I am sure, sir. I don’t know anything about my parents,” “Very well, then,” he said, “Kay will show you around,”

  ****

  Tris

  “It is true, then,” the girl says as both of us starts dragging my luggage beside me, “You are a human?” “Why is everyone asking me the same question?” I ask, and turn the trolley bag to slider position, “It’s just that, humans are not particularly keen in this institution of ours. When Alan, I mean, Dean called me and Lyn, we were astonished,” “Lyn?” I ask and look at her bag and back both, “Yes, my twin sister, our fellow roomie. You are going to share the room with both of us,” she doesn’t really seem too enthusiastic towards that part, I wonder.

  Everything about this alien place feels odd to me. As if, I have entered a grand castle and not a school, if one can call it a school! There are huge stairways and beautiful, mysterious effigies of strange creatures, mythical symbols, and magical things around me. I am forced to acknowledge the sheer power and attraction of the place, which is enough to lure anyone, like a spider trapping the prey in its web. I heave a sigh and answer, “oh, great,” I am not much optimistic about this place and don’t feel any sort of connection to it. Frankly speaking, I am happy to be away from that terrible orphanage, where, like some animal displayed on the zoo for the audience to watch, all of us were there for the monthly adoption process. I am 18, so, naturally, not many people were interested to pay me any sort of their attention. We were bathed, dressed properly and then, as the couples proceeded inside the rooms, we had to be courteous and pretend that we all are pretty well mannered children. If only they knew...”Ok,” says Kay, “memorise this entire corridor and the way to it, alright? I don’t want you to get lost in some weird part of the castle. Nights in the castle are not always pleasant, you know,” she winks, and I am more confused than before. “Every floor has 500 rooms,” I gasp and she turns around with amusement, “What?” “That’s a lot,” I say, “What do you people do in those?” “Hello,” she says, “We are not the only one residing on this floor, alright? We have others living here, too.” “Others?” I ask, “Other student’s,” she says and with that, we come in front of room no. 500, the last one in the row. “Welcome,” she pushes the thing inside, “to Shakti Institute of Special children,”

  ****

  The room is so wide, with three beds adjacent to the walls and three windows at their back. Walls are painted blue and there is a cushiony rug under my feet. The luxurious and fabulous look of the room is so great and on top of that, the sunlight pouring inside is creating a simply magnificent view in the sight. The room is any girl’s fantasy comes true and I have never been in such an atmosphere before. “This is beautiful,” I say, and see her keeping my luggage inside the room. “Unpack later,” she says and keeping the thing near the corner bed, she points out, “I am hungry and oh, by the way, this corner one is your bed. Lyn has taken the middle one and I am on the other corner side of the room,” “This room is so spacey,” I say in awe. She sighs, “Listen, what is your name? Uh, yes, Tris,” she comes to my side, “Look, first and foremost, let’s have something, lest the mess will close,” “Ok,” nodding, locking the door behind me, I follow her.

  *********

  What is this place? I have never seen such sort of school in my entire life. What did Alan said? Humans are not allowed inside the school and as per breaking the rules for the first time, being human, I have been admitted in the school because de
ity Kali ordered him to do it. I had shrugged then, but now, as we enter canteen and I feel every gaze on me, I am shaking inside out and instinctively, start whispering to Kay in front, “Kay,” I say and pause for the time being, “Why is everyone staring at me?” “Because you are new, obviously, silly,” she says, and chuckles lightly. I gulp down the nervousness and starts making to the table, where she is proceeding, “Hello people,” she says to a girl seating on the other side of the table. The girl, when looks up, startles me! She looks so much like Kay. Only the different thing is…her eyes! She has got green eyes. There is a mole on the side of her neck. “Kay!” she says, “Where were you, girl? I have been messaging, and calling you…,” “Alan called me,” Kay says and turns to me, “Sit down, girl. Help yourself. You belong to this place too,” “Is she the one…?”she asks to Kay, and raises her brows in amazement. “Yes, she is a human,” Kay says. I feel everyone around me going all silent and hushed up. Every eye is looking at my back. Some are turning from their places and some are giving me cold glares. Loading my plate with some food, I turn to look at the girl, who is staring at me with her mouth slightly opened. “Hi,” she straightens herself, “I am Lyn, your room-mate. Kay here,” she directs towards the other girl, “She is my twin and we both are fae.”

  *****

  “Fae?” I ask and my hand halts with spoon still rose in the mid air, “Yes, I mean…,” she shrugs, “I mean fairies,” “fairies?” I gawk at her, mouth open in surprise. “Listen,” Kay says, “I am going for the choir practice. Show her around the campus. You are lucky,” she turns to me, “Not many people arrival in the school is taken in such a special way.” “But,” says Lyn, “Not many are humans, either?” again, the stares are directed at me. “Bye,” blowing kisses to both of us, Kay leaves the room. Many appreciative male glares are following her, as she passes through the other tables. Finishing with both of our food, Lyn and I, soon leaves the room and make it out to the campus. “This is the field, used for various activities,” she directs towards the open ground. “Lyn,” I say, “What is this school all about? You people seem pretty interested in the fact that I am the first human…what does this all means?” Sighing, she takes me by wrist and we make it to a bench in the corner of the field, “First of all, know this, Tris. Shakti is the home for super-natural, like us. For the human world, we are maniacs, lunatics or the juvenile sort of people. We are not normal and…,” she shrugs, “That’s truth, by the way. We are…not human. Not one of us. Kay and I,” she says smiling, “We are fairies. Shantanu Alan, the dean, is a Yaksha, the telepath,” my eyes go wide with wonder and I am scared for some mysterious reason. The Dean is a telepath!

  “Come,” she says, “I will open some more doors to wonderland for you.” Getting up, she starts proceeding to the other side of the building. Welcome to the wonderland, Alice, I think inwardly.

  ***

  “This is the school building,” walking down a path of forest, with long and shadowy trees surrounding us, I see a tall stone building standing in front of me. Gates are so tall; they almost seem like touching the sky. “Holidays are still going on,” she answers my unspoken query, “many kids have gone home and many, like us, are here.” “People of Shimla,” I say, “They say that Shakti is the place for weird kids. I mean,” she nods, as if supporting me, “they don’t know the reality and we are forbidden to tell anyone about the reality of the place. This,” she directs, as we enter from the main door, “the classroom for the new admissions. For the first years. You are supplied with your timetable, necessary stationery and documents. It is there, back in our room, on top of your bed. Check it, alright,” I nod and turn to the sight of the big portraits, adorning the walls, right and left.

  After one hour of going through each and every rooms, floors, libraries, study rooms and other nook and corner of all the building. As we return back to our hostel building and come back to our room, and while I unpack, Lyn says, “Do you want some sort of help? Or…you want to be alone? Want to cry for your loved ones you left back in your home?” “I am an orphan,” I say, as I open the bag, “Oh,” there is some sympathy in her voice, “ I am sorry,” “Don’t be,” I say, “ I don’t know who my parents were so,” I shrug, leaving the topic there, for the time being. I take out the small effigy of deity Krishna from my bag and place it next to my bedside drawer. “You believe in him?” she asks, and I smile in answer, preferring her to guess through that sign. “I was wondering…,” she starts but I halt her, already, “What is a girl like me doing here?” I turn at that to her and see her smiling and flushing, “I am sorry…,” I cut her again, “I don’t know it, too. The day, Alan visited the orphanage and Sister Martha called me out to meet this strange but kind man, I knew that things around me are going to change for good.” She shakes her head and says, “He has given Kay and me, a file regarding your personal life and, I think, the same things must have been delivered to you, too. It’s just that, this one thing about you, really sort of got me curious and, I was wondering, if this is true…,” the way she is playing with her intertwined fingers and looking anywhere, but me, alerts me and I say, “Lyn, don’t be shy…,” “Was your mom raped? Are you a rapist daughter?”

  ****

  I am cold and feel blood slowing down in my veins. I was not expecting this thing to raise its ugly head, not again. Back in orphanage, the only reason of anyone not adopting me was this, the fact that I am a product of rape! The ugliest and the most brutal thing that can happen to any women in this world! I say nothing and taking the toiletries out from the cupboard, makes it to the direction of washroom, “Tris,” Lyn says, “I am sorry. It’s no business of mine to intrude in your life, like this, but…,” “Lyn,” I turn, “As I said earlier, I don’t know who my parents are neither do I want to know. My mom left me at the doorstep of the orphanage, when I was at no fault. My dad, the stain on the word of a father, did the very thing which is an abomination on the very face of human kind. I want such kind of fate for no one, Lyn. Now tell me, if I am wrong?” getting up from her bed, with a slight smile of warmth on her face, she pulls me into an embrace and says, “I am sorry, Tris. I didn’t mean to make you feel bad or inferior,” “I know,” I smile and look down, “it’s just that, when someone mentions this thing, I don’t like it. I don’t want to discuss my personal life with anyone and especially,” I shrug. Sometime, it is better to leave the things, unsaid.

  *****

  It is night time and I am lying on my bed, trying to fall asleep but failing, all the same. Tomorrow, it is going to be a new day and a new life will be embracing me, soon. In the midst of these beautiful, super-natural humans, I will make more friends and will definitely try to adjust in these surrounding. Though, for the time being, the two girls sleeping in the room are not bad, but, you can never believe on anyone. I have learnt that thing in orphanage, where, for the sake of survival, you have to be crafty, clever and more of an animal, than a human. All the glittery, rosy things they show in magazines and social worker’s website regarding an orphanage, are just that, glorified stories! The reality is quite different.

  Somewhere, during the midnight, I feel something on my cheek. Once and then, again! Opening my eyes, I look towards the ceiling. It’s so misty around me! Misty! Hang on! Why does the room feels so cold? I can feel humidity and wetness in the surrounding. Everything is so chilled and freezing! I pulled the blanket tight around my throat and close my eyes. Changing my sides towards the side of window, I am startled at the sight of a dark figure, standing in the corner of the room! I want to shout and scream, alert Kay and Lyn about this intruder but, as and when I start to rise from the bed, in a flash, I find him next to my side. Cold sweat breaks on my forehead and I open my mouth to shout, when I hear him, “Sshh,” with that, a long dark finger with a pointed nail, is kept on his lips, the only thing visible to me through the moon rays. I am going to have a heart-attack, the thought makes me panic, but, as he raises his palm, which are pale and shaped by the long pointed
nails, the sight of the hood covering the face, makes a shiver run down the length of my spine. He sits and caresses my cheeks through the raised palm, “Took you a long time, didn’t it?” he says, and I am dumbfounded. Who is he? What does he wants? Is he planning to kill me? “Tris,” he signs towards the effigy, “He has lots of plans for you,” Nothing he says, registers. Everything he says, registers. Though his face is not visible to me but still, the caress is making me sort of dizzy, as if, I am lulled into the sleeping mode by him. My eyes are growing heavier by every passing second and soon, I feel him laying me down on bed, “Sleep, little one,” he says, and right before, I close my eyes and fall into the deep slumber, I feel something soft being pressed against my lips.

  *****

  The school is commenced on its given time and soon, I am engulfed in the hectic run and introductions of the first day. Now and then, my head keeps on going back to the previous night when that strange encounter with a strange man had taken place. I am grateful to the fact that, like me, all are new in this school, I mean, in my class, that is to say. During breakfast, when all were munching and exchanging the morning greetings with each other, Kay made me aware of the weird color of my lips, which was, blue! Shrugging it aside, by the mere wave of my hand, I had said, “Maybe, I am still tired,” but, my mind had kept on reeling over the night’s incident. Its lunch time going on and Lyn is busy telling me about this dance competition, which takes place every year in the campus. “Kay is there, too,” she says and giggles. “What?” I ask, “Nothing, name the devil and she is there…oh!” she answers and then, like some sort of charm spreading on all of us, the announcement from the speaker stuns us all. “Students, “fighters” are in the ground. The beginning of the academic session is going to take place today. Flash mob will be in the noon, as usual, time is unknown,” “Flash mob?” I ask, amused, “the dance,” Lyn says, “It is a form of group dance. You will see. Come, let’s go.” That said, she starts to take me by wrist when I halt her, “Hey wait. I need to use the lavatory. You proceed,” Smiling, I proceed to the direction of the place, when, out of the corner of my eyes, I see the dark cloaked figure in the corner of the room again. I pale at his sight and turn to call Lyn but, she has already proceeded to the field. Canteen is getting emptied out and three girls actually pass his side, without even glancing at him. What is going on? Backing out, dropping the idea of the lavatory, spooked to my bone, with the help of the back door of the canteen, I run to the side of the field. The mysterious kiss from the night is still fresh in my conscious and I don’t want to prolong over the thought much. Who is he? My mind asks and I shy away from the inquisition. Oh God! I don’t want to see him, ever. Help me, almighty! The group of other girls and boys are running to see the flash mob but, I am running for quite opposite reasons. In the midst of the crowd, I locate Lyn and cry out, “Hey, Lyn,” she turns to my side and wave me with “come here,” sign. Smiling and wiping my forehead at the same time, hiding my inner turmoil, I go to her side and see her standing near the iron railing. “Why are we standing here?” I ask, “Fighters are going to commence the mob soon,” she says, “So, in this way, they are going to come in their real form,” “Real form?” I start to ask but at that time, there is a sound of drums thumping in the background and soon, earth tremors can be felt by everyone. There are four major gaping holes in the big ground and out of them; four men jump out, as if, signifying the birth of a man on the planet. Groovy thumping music soon surrounds all of us, as I see four of them changing into wolves! My mouth is about to hit the ground with amazement. Werewolves! A loud applause and cheers is heard from all the sides, as the student around me cheers those creatures, “What is this place?” I murmur softly. On cue, a figure emerges from the swirling of the clouds, descending down on the ground. “Kay!” I say, without controlling myself. Adorned with two large white wings on her back, she lands softly on the ground and following her lead, the major pit which has been created in the ground, like a shot out of the pistol, a black, dangerous looking werewolf comes out of it. At Kay’s entrance, another set of applause, cheers and clapping are thrown for the encouragement of the performers. “Fighters” turned out to be the name of the group who are master’s for the commencement ceremony. They are the popular dance group of the entire academy. They are also, as I have seen, the pack of wolves! You hear something new every day! The black and the majestic looking wolf turn to a man and…I feel everything going into a slow motion. I swear to heaven, I have never seen such beautiful men in my entire life. In the orphanage, you will find all the mortals less to their comparison. These all are…from some other planet. My heart almost skips the beat, as I see the performance under a sort of mesmerisation. I am unable to comprehend or make sense of other people clapping and cheering because I am too focused on the dance. It is so hypnotizing, all the moves which are being done by Kay and…that hunk! His other four friends are equally good looking but, the one in the center! I mean, the one with Kay, the main one, I have just eyes for him. Hooting and cheering follow the end of the performance, Alan gives the welcome speech and people disperse for their respective work. I am done with the classes for the day, and in a trance state, start making towards my room when Lyn catches me, “Where to, honey?” “Um, room,” I say. “So early?” “I am done for the day,” I say and try looking to ground. “Have some tea. You are looking flushed,”