March; ULTIMATE Writing Challenge by CK continues!

Personally I could write about all of these. But for this month I chose to do something a bit more than just writing a short story. I wrote a HYPOTHETICAL scene for the Eindsels trilogy. It will not happen and is not true in any way, yet the idea just intrigued me.

Theme for March: Unlikely Alliances and Dangerous Games.

Prompts:

• A villain is forced to work with their sworn enemy to solve a murder.

• A hero is caught committing a crime—what were they doing and why?

• Write about a tavern where every patron has a dark secret.

Once again, remember to let me know if you have written anything about these prompts through Instagram or email!

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A hero is caught committing a crime – what were they doing and why?

-I’m sorry child. This is not what I planned to do. I thought I could teach you like my aunt did for years before she died and left the burden to me. I don’t want you to experience it as young as I was. I was a fool back then, thought that friendship could save the world, Chloe murmurs as they are drowning a small child at the riverbank in a forest that she used to come to when they lived in Scotland with her father.

               A tear slides softly down Chloe’s cheek as she tries to finish the kill as soon as possible but the child just keeps resisting. Chloe had to track down and then wait for the child to be two years old to do this. She had thought about what she could teach this person once they were mature enough but then something had changed.

               She had decided that she would want to withhold the title and job of the Mother Nature. Chloe had tried to convince herself how the responsibility would be too great to a child, and that she would die once the child would be ready. She didn’t want that. She wanted to stay young and powerful, help people and the nature with various tasks. To know that the next candidate was born, she would get older faster.

               Maybe Chloe was selfish. Maybe she was doing a “good deed”. She didn’t know. Or care for the matter. She wanted this. And that on its own was enough. Or was it? She was the Mother Nature, of course it was! Right?

-Chloe? What the hell are you doing?! shouted a familiar voice. Chloe didn’t stop. She couldn’t do this for the second time. It had to get done now. Or she would have to live, knowing that she tried it and actually mentor the child.

-Stop it! You cannot drown an innocent child! Who even is that? the voice got closer. It was Mike. Her dear friend.

-Chloe? Talk to me? And would you please stop that? Mike’s sharp tone cut to her bones. More tears started to fall from Chloes cheeks:

-Stop it, okay? I have to do this! I have to finish it! Let me be alone, Mike!

-No, I won’t! You know your title. You...

-Indeed, so stop lecturing me! Sometimes the nature is brutal. And this is one of those times, Chloe grew pissed.

-What did that child do to you? Why does it get to be killed at such a young age? Tell me!

-It’s none of your business! Leave this riverbank at once or you will face the same fate, Chloe almost started screaming.

-You are supposed to be the hero of the universes! You need to stop this at once. I’m not leaving until you do, Mike’s voice started faltering. He tried to grab Chloe’s arms to pull them away from the water, but she used her powers to move him away with strong vines from the ground:

-Then you are going to watch me do it!

Chloe didn’t want to be like this. More than anything, she hated hurting her friends and doing injustice. It broke so many parts of her. Yet here she was. She couldn’t stop herself. Not now that she had gone too far...

               The child finally grew still. It was done. She would be the Mother Nature for eternity now. Unless there would be another child born. But maybe then she could let go of her title and mentor that child. But not yet. She was not ready.

               Chloe took the small body into her arms and again, using her powers, she dug a small hole to the ground, burying the small creature that was so still and pale that it looked like a statue. She planted a tree on top of the grave, to have something new coming from the body, continuing the life cycle of the nature. Yet there was something hollow in her chest. She had killed without reason. How could she? How could she continue living with that pain in her for the rest of her life?

               Finally, Chloe walked to the weirdly shaped vine shell. She had blocked Mike’s mouth with it as well, so that she wouldn’t have to listen to his anger. But now that she released him, she was ready to get all the hate and blame of the act she had just committed.

               They were both silent for a while. Just standing there, thinking what they should say. They didn’t look each other in the eyes, but rather at their feet. Guilt, blame and hurt swam in their minds. Craving their souls with a fine knife.

-I’m going to tell the others, Mike almost whispered to himself.

-Please don’t, Chloe pleaded.

-If your actions cannot stand daylight, then don’t commit them, was all Mike said before turning around and walking off to the woods, leaving her old friend behind on the river bank. 

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~Catnip Karvonen