A millennium back, in the place I called home, war came, chaos descended, and took rein of everything we knew. I lost my family and myself that very day. I saw angels and demons and things that only exist as creatures of your nightmare but little did I know, I was going to be one later.
We were sitting outside trying to warm our bodies by the fire we had made that fateful November night. All of a sudden we saw smoke and light so bright we had to shield our eyes. After a few minutes, everything was as if what we saw never happened. We all rested our weary bodies thinking it was just a fluke of nature though we couldn’t explain it but back then things were accepted as flukes if we didn’t know what they were.
We were only successful with rest for a few minutes before we heard shouting and screaming coming from all around us, at this point my dad pulled us into the shed with my siblings trailing behind. Our settlement was a small one, so small that we all knew ourselves and everyone took care of each other. But that night no one was spared the chance to take care of their neighbors as we all had to try and save ourselves first.
The only thing I saw was fire and then smoke, there was noise everywhere, most houses were already on fire while some had burnt down with only a few left standing. Our house included.
My dad left us with my mom in the shed to stay safe and quiet while he went outside to see what could be done for the others. He was such a do-gooder it got him killed. The noise was drawing closer by the second and soon we knew our house might be the next one burnt down. With that realization, my mom opened the back door out of the shed and told us to go outside so that we could run and leave the town either way. Being the oldest of three children I had the responsibility of pulling my siblings away from my mom while she waited behind for my dad, she could never leave him behind.
My siblings cried and wailed as I pulled them away from my mom and started running with both of their hands in mine.
They kept crying, while I tried to shush them so we wouldn’t get caught, by what? We still didn’t know. No longer than a few minutes after we crossed the lands into the forest, I heard a loud bang and we saw our house blow up into flames. Flames so blue they looked cold but from the destruction it left behind I could tell those flames were hotter than anything I had ever seen.
My siblings were left in shock unable to cry anymore at this point, as we saw all we knew go up in flames.
I knew we couldn’t stay behind any longer. And so with a renewed surge of determination, I took my siblings and we all ran hard. I think after what they saw they had come to the same realization as I had: there is no escaping this but I’ll damn try.
We ran as fast and as far as our legs could carry us. Stopping at some points to catch our breath only to continue with ferocity. We had gone so far and the night so dark, I made the mistake of under-estimating the enemy that we didn’t know, and it cost me greatly.
My siblings and I stopped at a cave to rest, since it was close to a lake we also had access to water. After drinking a little and washing ourselves, we all laid down to rest.
I don’t know how long we stayed there or what time of the night it was but I knew when death wound its way to our doorsteps or cave-steps as this present situation demands.
I woke up startled, first surprised that I had been able to sleep, while in the cave. Second, surprised by the sounds I heard. The wind was so strong it started a small whirlwind right at the mouth of the cave but that was not as surprising as the next thing I saw.
I roused my siblings up from sleep, knowing that we would have to run soon when I heard a loud thump like the rumblings of an earthquake. All of a sudden, light poured out into the cave only to dim out into a pair of wings that took up much more than the mouth of the cave. Right there before our eyes, the wings retracted into a body that slowly turned around to face us and left us in awe.
The being was tall, and so built it put all our village warriors to shame. Its hair was white like snow and glowing, around the greyest of eyes I had ever seen before. A sharply built face sculpted to cutting edge perfection. I had to be hallucinating but it never went away.
It took me a few seconds to notice the blue flames dancing at its feet, and when I did I remembered the flames that licked up our house. There and then I stood in front of death with nowhere to turn to.
Fear strong as ever gripped me so tight I struggled to breathe. My siblings moved closer to me shaking in fear as we held each other’s hands for support or comfort I don’t know which.
The being looked at us with curiosity, tilting its head left then right, trying to understand us I think, then as if its mind was made up it took a step to us and said in the coldest voice I’ve heard in all my life, “you three are coming with me”.
That was the beginning of the mystery I call my life. My name is Tejahn Shaveh and this is my story or at least some of it.