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HOSTILE OATH

Vivian bears the weight of an ancestral curse, a yoke forged in darkness, which was meant to be broken. A future ravaged by war and chaos loomed, threatening her destiny but Vivian's path was not yet set to answer to her inheritance. Ignorant of her true identity, she couldn't control the powers she possessed, losing loved ones in the process and consumed by self-guilt. Yet, from the ashes of despair, she felt the rage and determination to harness the powers consuming her in her shadow and forge a new path; maybe she could get back all she had lost in all possible ways she could. Prophecy were made, and a formidable force stirred, rising to challenge her claim. When a greater threat arose, Vivian faced a brutal reality: prepare for battle or succumb to the shadows but there was a price to pay. She was left with two options; reclaim her birthright or shatter the chains of destiny!
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Chapter 3

Vivian yelled at Dave " Do not pretend not to know what I'm talking about".

"Vivian darling, can you please stop this madness, you're seriously scaring me with that kind of energy you're resonating" Kayla said, quite nervous.

Vivian's voice changed to a deeper tone and looked at Dave with a rageful eye..

"He killed his own sister, why acting like I'm lying!"

Dave almost fell off the chair in shock, fear gripped his heart, he suddenly felt sweaty and restless. This was a secret no one knew about except himself. 'How could she possibly know, no one else knows ' this were the thoughts running through his mind.

He acted out of line, took on a who-gives-a-fuck attitude and responded with a shuddering breathe " What the fuck are you even blabbering about, did the fall affected your brain or something... why would I kill my own sister and who are you to question me?" Dave's voice stuttered and his hands trembled, you could tell he was guilty as charged but covering it with a pretense.

Vivian's eyes turned red and black which was unusual. At this point, Kayla knew something was about to happen, so she ran out of the ward to go call a Doctor.

"Doctor, I think something is wrong with my friend" She said, breathing heavily like someone who had ran a few metres race. The Doctor with Kayla rushed down to the room.

On getting back to the room, Vivian was nowhere to be found and in Kayla's thoughts "Hope it isn't what I'm thinking, has she yielded to her powers or what exactly is this!". She stamped her feet on the ground.

Doctor asked "Where's your friend? Thought you said she needed help, isn't she supposed to be here?"

Kayla was confused and didn't know what to say or explain to him than to lie "Well...I thought she was here but I guess it was just fear...you know what I mean?" She stuttered.

Doctor nodded negatively in disagreement "No, I don't know what you meant but I think you should go find your friend". He was about to take his leave when his legs froze. He couldn't move and he just stood there like a dummy. Kayla sensed that it was Vivian, so the Doctor won't go out to call on any other person. So, Kayla went for the door and shut it.

Dave was already taken in another dimension, a dark and scary place. He kept hearing whispers "Why did you kill your sister you wicked soul?" Dave got more scared and covering his ears with his hands "I didn't kill her...not I didn't" he screamed. Suddenly, he found himself in his hostel's room sitting on the bed.

"What is going on...I thought I was somewhere and here I am at my hostel...what the heck is going on?" He whispered quietly to himself. His mind was already messing with him.

He couldn't wrap his head around what was happening, he decided not to bother himself about it and went on with his life. Vivian on the other hand disappeared back to the hospital, the doctor suddenly became conscious and asked"How is your friend now?" He was like a robot being controlled with a remote, he couldn't remember a thing from whatever happened.

Kayla gave a fake smile and answered "She is fine Doc., I believe you can take your leave now. Thanks for your assistance". Vivian rested on the bed, sighed heavily and asked Kayla "What happened to me?".

Kayla gave a light chuckle and answered "Nothing dear, you are fine now". She was trying to prevent any further cause for alarm.Dave went on believing all was fine not until when he was at lectures, he started to hear those whispers again "Why did you kill her?". He first didn't pay much attention to it, but a felt a sudden shivers down his spine, goosebumps all over his body but he smiled it off.

"Why did you kill her?" The voice echoed louder in his ears. He moved closer to his friend sitting next to him "Did you hear that?". Tommy, his best friend was a bit confused "Hear what?"

"The voice thing, like some voices that sounded horrible, you didn't hear that?"He asked.

"I hear nothing bro. Are you sure you are okay, Dave?" He asked out of concern.

"Yeah, I'm fine...I should be" He answered, a bit unsure.

"You can always talk to me, you know that right?" Tommy replied.

"Yeah, sure but why are you telling me all this. Never said shit was wrong with me" Dave responded.

"Well, you've being acting so strange lately. I mean you barely eat, you are always whispering to yourself, you always brush off your ears like something was hovering over it...a lot of strange things bro" Tommy explained.

Dave never knew his attitude has changed that much or maybe he had being acting up, he lied "It's nothing much Tommy, just passing through some stuff".

"Or is your dad pressurizing again?" Tommy asked. Dave's dad had never really seen him as someone who could take over his company someday, after the incident that happened while he was at highschool, doing drugs and covering up his shits.

He had been trying so hard since then to prove a point to his father that he deserved it. His sister's death didn't make things easy for him either, it got even more worse. Though treasured by his mother, his father never saw him as a child with potentials.

He sobbed quietly "I really don't know Tommy...been feeling like shit nowadays. Sometimes, I just feel like leaving everything behind"

Tommy felt sudden sadness and he held Dave's hands "You are going to be fine. Just keep your cool, be focused and stop trying to prove yourself. Maybe one day, he'd come around and accept you for who you are" Tommy gave him some words of encouragement.

Vivian had been discharged from the hospital two days after the incident and she went on with her life too. On a fateful evening, Vivian and Kayla was asleep in their room. Vivian fell to the floor and went quiet, Kayla opened her eyes and saw Vivian on the floor, she tried helping her up but couldn't, he weight had become more heavy like that of a dead person.

Kayla tried to scream but her voice became inaudible, she tried to open the door but it was shut and refused to open. She knew something was wrong and definitely Vivian was no longer herself. She gave up and just sat beside her on the floor.

Dave just finished lectures and was on his way to his hostel with Tommy and some few friends when he heard the whispers again "How do you want to die, the easy way or the hard way?".

He ignored but the voice sounded more louder and terrifying "You killed her and now she wants you dead but first let me know, why did you kill her?". Dave fell to the floor, vibrating and suddenly he stood up firm and began to run. Tommy and his other friends followed him immediately. "What happened to him?" Fred, one of his other friends asked Tommy .

"I don't know" Tommy answered sharply.

Dave kept running towards his hostel, other students saw him, some made mockery of him and some felt concerned and worried about him. He went through the stairs a bit too fast but didn't fall, he opened the door and shut it hard, bolted it behind and went on his knees crying.

"Finally, someone is about to confess, right?" The voice thickened.

He began to feel something like a fire burning from inside of him, he screamed out loud in pain and agony. Tommy and others heard his screams and ran faster. They tried opening the door but the louder the scream, they got something to force the door opened and when they did, Dave was nowhere to be found.

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