Category : Books-Fiction

Sub Category : Horror

We arrive at a cabin by the woods, Ryder knock once on the door, the door open and we see a man in his mid thirties seating in a wheel chair, I knew it was rude but I couldn't help but stare.

"Well come on in, little nephew!"the man said, greeting us with a smile.I had met Rider's parents before but this guy was a complete mystery to me.

"Hi uncle Gavin."Ryder said. I follow Ryder and Gavin into the cabin,
the unpleasant scent of a cigar and garlic fill our lung, the place had a loner kind of feel to it, also it was in desperate need of a woman's touch, there was a dead plant, a bloody stain dagger, and wooden steaks  left on the kitchen table, plus dirty a stack of dishes in the sink, next he lead us into the living room we could feel the warmth coming from the fire place, Gavin quickly remove the bundle of old news papers from the couch for Ryder and I to sit, I notice the painting on the wall was that of a wolf salvagely attacking a vampire, I got the impression that he despise vampires.

" Ryder, who's your little friend?"he ask, I could see the curiosity in his eyes.

"I'm sorry.Where are my manners?Uncle Gavin, I would like to introduce you to my best friend Nadia Griffith."Ryder said, I shook Gavin's hand and the look on his face puzzle me.

"It's a pleasure to meet you, Sir. " I said, in a polite manner, he smiles back at 
me.

"Griffith? Why does that name escape me? So how can I be of a assistance to you, little nephew?"he ask in a humbling manner, Ryder pass him the piece of paper and he stare in wonder of it then wheels himself behind the desk to use the magnifying glass for a better view of it.

"Where did you get this?"he ask, looking at both Ryder and I, I boldly step forward and replied, "I was the one that drew this.Why am I seeing this?"I ask, Gavin begin to snicker, but this was no laughing matter, Ryder and I sat waiting patiently in silence as he diligently wrote down the translation in the notepad, when he finally finish he graciously took hold of both of my hands and look me directly in the eyes and spoke these very words to me.

"Nadia, you where chosen because... there is no message without the messenger, Ryder saw a tear instantly fall from my rosy red cheeks he embrace me with a hug, and for the first time I felt I had a purpose, then I saw the translation on the paper read...

"To free the innocent souls a fallen slayer must do battle against the dark one."