The Shadow Awakens
Chapter 2's

“You are mine, Luna..” Oozed Ferenc slowly, then landed a kiss on Luna's lips.

Luna's eyelids are open very wide. He immediately pushed Ferenc's shoulder rough, and the young man strengthened his embrace, leaving no room between them. The same second Ferenc's other hand had released Luna's wrist, and switched to cupping the girl's face. He devoured the greedy lips of the girl in his arms with the desire to immediately rule the girl completely.

Ferenc's breath felt a quick puff, fused with Luna's own breath. While both of Luna's hands still continued to push Ferenc's shoulders, and occasionally hit the young man strongly. Ferenc had not yet given any sign of ending this forced kiss. It's still cool ******* it's rudely like a wild animal.

Luna finally gave up. His hands drooped, slumped in Ferenc's chest. While eyes closed tightly, let Ferenc do it all. Luna no longer resisted, she was completely resigned and did not care anymore. He could only hope that this nightmare would soon pass. I wish all this would end!

Ferenc let go of his kiss, while Luna directly jerked her head towards the right. Hurriedly his hand moved as fast as lightning erasing invisible traces— former kiss—on his own lips. He even refused to see the disgusting satisfaction that was emanating so clearly on Ferenc's face. Inevitably Luna had to admit that she had actually raised a white flag of surrender.

“I like you who are submissive like this, Lu—”

A deafening thunderbolt cut Ferenc's speech. Then followed by a brief lightning flash behind the bright morning sky. Ferenc released his embrace to Luna. He turned his head left and right, while his eyes moved furiously around in all directions. Didn't find anyone. Even so, the look on his face still showed extreme panic and horror.

“A...Come,” invite him to stammer while pulling rough Luna's hand.

Luna followed him in silence and almost tripped over when she was forced to compensate for Ferenc's sudden super-fast steps, as if they were running from something.

Compared to Ferenc, Luna looked much calmer. Maybe because he himself does not know what is really happening or what is targeting them. Well, for him the lightning strike was just a form of weather change. There's nothing to be afraid of, is there?

“Do not move, keep standing like that.” A glance of a voice just flashed in Luna's ear. The human girl raised her head, her gaze shifting from the ground surface to the left and right sides, looking for the source of the sound. There's no one but Ferenc.

While her legs continue to step up to the pull of Ferenc which is now more like a drag on her, Luna begins to wonder confused by the sound that sounds real but not real as well.

“Maybe it's just my shadow,” the tepis is quick in heart.

The voice was heard again. “I told you not to move, stay still there, don't search, you won't see anything because the voice's words were cut off with a lightning scream that suddenly struck violently.

The blackish-red high-voltage lightning, snatched ferociously perpendicular from the sky to the ground, splitting the narrow distance between Luna and Ferenc. Luna's reflexes took herself two steps back before her muscles lost all their strength. Luna fell down, flabbergasted to see the blackish-red lightning still burning wildly.

Her violet iris did not stop staring at the raging thunderbolt along with the small electric sparks dancing merrily in front of her. Marveled. At least that is what is clearly drawn on the plain face of a human who has just witnessed a lightning strike from this close distance, a distance less than this meter.

A figure of youth seemed to kneel behind the lightning lightning light that began to dim. His hand was holding a jet-black sword where his blade was clinging completely above the ground, as if it had just cut something. His short black hair looked extremely messy, just like his appearance which Luna thought was quite chaotic. He was wearing a dark grey t-shirt with a maroon hoodie jacket tied around his waist. While the bottom suit is a long cargo pants dark moss green.

The figure of the young man raised his sword then propped up on his right shoulder casually. “It looks like I cut off the right hand,” he said when he saw the cut of Ferenc's hand that was still clutching—mengkantung—on Luna's wrist.

Luna snapped consciously from her brief daydream. Hurry he get rid of the ‘hangan’. Disgust, because it is just a piece of the hand.

“You okay? That wound wasn't because of the lightning earlier, was it? Well, since you didn't answer, I assume you weren't hurt by my attack earlier,” said the young man quickly, not even waiting for Luna's answer. He drew himself the conclusion that Luna was not injured by the lightning. It seemed that he was afraid that Luna would actually be injured due to her sudden attack, even though Luna herself did not know what made her have to be so scared.

“I told you to wait until this human girl agrees not to move. What if he gets hit by your lightning strike?” The voice sounded again. But this time it was clearer and came from behind Luna's back. Spontaneous Luna twisted half of her body, looking back.

The owner of the voice was standing not far behind him. Unlike the first young man, he had a cold highlight that radiated too real through a pair of blue sea irises that were replying to Luna's gaze. The expression on his face was flat and more towards frightening. Probably because it was supported by black hair that was almost reaching the neck, as well as the chin that was set behind a white scarf wrapped around his neck.

“But he was not hurt.” The first young man replied innocently, sticking to his own conclusion. While the view of the second youth now turned to the wounds of Luna. “Oh, the injuries are not me, if that's what you're worried about,” he added quickly do not want to be blamed.

The flat-faced young man knelt beside Luna while looking at her for a very long time without saying a word. Luna returned her gaze. Spit is very difficult to pass through the throat which suddenly becomes very dry. In his entire life, he had never been stared intensely like this let alone by someone with an expression as flat asphalt this road.

Whoever it is, please replace the flat expression with the sword only, he is much more friendly than this friend, cried the inner Luna which of course is not shown in real through the look of his face.

The flat expression cleared his throat. “Only information, he, not as friendly as you might think. You just got fooled by the first impression,” whispered as if you knew what was on Luna's mind.

“I'm Zeriel, human rescue department, or something. There really is no such part in nature. But a lot of things have happened. So just think of it like that.” His explanation seemed half-assed, as if reluctant to issue more vocabulary.

“And he...” Iris blue sea Zeriel moved to his colleague, about to ask him to introduce himself. But the next second Zeriel's mouth clenched tightly. His gaze could not be separated from his partner who walked closer to Ferenc while dragging a jet black sword. A thin line was engraved on the ground due to the friction of the edge of the dragged sword blade.

Ferenc was not far in front of Luna. He dragged his body backwards trembling. Blood was still pouring out from his severed hand, forming a small blood river. While his eyes did not stop staring at the young man who was getting closer with a look full of terror. His pale white face was now more white than a piece of paper, as if he was dealing with the most terrifying monster ever. Undeniably, because the next second all turned blood red.

The jet-black sword like the color of obsidian shot out rapidly forming a horizontal line, cutting Ferenc's neck out. The next second, Ferenc's head fell off. His body collapsed shortly afterwards. After that, fresh red blood flowed out.

The owner of the sword re-stirred his body. His jet-black sword was again propped up on his shoulder. There did not appear a single drop of bloodstain on the black sword eyes, all done very quickly and impressed neatly. The young man had just given an instant death without any pain.

As if just awakened from this long pause, he twisted his body while saying “Awaits me to introduce myself? Well... just call Rei, cut parts cut like this.” He raised his black sword slightly before striking Ferenc's chest, speeding up the creation of more pools of blood.